Death… And Me Chapter 2316 The Real Ancestors

Chapter 2316 The Real Ancestors

After arranging for Jabure and Lantiwa to have a free pass in the Freedom Sect, Rean left with Lisia, leaving Malaka's parents with their granddaughter and even great-granddaughter. Rean told them he would come back later to fetch them. However, if they wanted, he also didn't mind leaving them on the Zasfins Planet. In any case, the two sides had a lot to talk about.
As for Roan, he returned to the Soul Gem Dimensional Realm.
As Rean, who had obviously changed his appearance again, walked out of the main building, he looked at Lisia. "Are you sure you don't want to stay and talk with Malaka's parents? They are, after all, your great-great-grandparents."
Lisia shook her head. "It is too weird, you know? Seeing such far down the lineage family like this. Normally, you would never have the chance of meeting such people. In any case, my grandmother and mother are the ones who should really talk to them."
Rean didn't mind. "Well, it's up to you."
"Senior Rean," Lisia then changed the topic. "What do you want to do now? There are still several hours before Ancestor Malo and Glennie finish their arrangements."
Rean smiled before spreading his Divine Sense. Soon, he found Kentucky, which was causing a lot of trouble to the citizens in several parts of the planet. After all, he was changing his own statues, but no one knew it was really him. Especially since even in his true form, Kentucky nowadays was much thinner. "Hahaha! Why don't you come with me? I'm going to show you some fun things."
Lisia was puzzled but nodded nonetheless. "Sure, which direction?"
Rean then covered her with his Divine Energy and used his Spatial Powers to teleport away.
Somewhere else on the planet, a bunch of cultivators were attacking a young man. Yet, that young man pretended he didn't even notice those people. "Hum... I'm truly not very good at art. Should I go back to Malo and ask him to lend me some artisans?" Sure enough, that young man was Kentucky in his human form.
The cultivators around him were all breathing heavily, having spent most of the Spiritual Energy to take the enemy down. Too bad that they could be ten times stronger, and they would still not cause a single scratch on Kentucky.
One of them started to feel afraid as he spoke. "J-Just, who is this guy?!"
"He must be from the Zanfin's headquarters. Only them would cause trouble to us and touch the great ancestors' statues!" Someone else said.
Suddenly, Kentucky's eyes lit up! Divine Energy spread from his body as he activated his Domain!
'Kawa Blade Domain!'
Immediately, countless Blade Feathers appeared everywhere, surrounding his statue and... pretty much half of the city! "Hahaha! Why didn't I think about it first? I just need to use my Domain to rebuild these statues as I see fit!"
However, just as he was about to control his Blade Fathers...
*Pah!*
*Ouch!*
Rean appeared out of nowhere and Knocked Kentucky's back head!
"Rean, what are you doing?!" Kentucky looked back, angry.
"What I'm doing... your ass!" Rean pointed his finger in the city's direction. "Look there! Can't you see your Blade Feathers everywhere? Just the Spatial Power that your Domain carries is already very dangerous for the people on this mortal planet. Retract it!"
Kentucky begrudgingly turned his Domain OFF, which made all the Blade Feathers disappear without a trace. "You are underestimating me. I obviously can control all my blade feathers," said Kentucky, feeling wronged.
Rean didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "That problem isn't whether you can do it or not. The problem is that if you fail to control it even for a fraction of a second, one of your Blade Feathers could potentially kill several innocent people."
"Sigh..." Kentucky then looked at his statue, which was still far from what he truly looked like. "I knew I should have worked out more back then."
Lisia was there as well, feeling speechless. These Great Ancestors looked to be a lot more common than she thought. The world took the Great Ancestors of the Freedom Sect to be existences close to gods. Yet, the last thing she could see here was the demeanor of a person or demon bird related to the stories. If anything, she truly found it quite comical.
Rean then looked at Kentucky's statue and had to admit it was a little bit exaggerated. "Fine, you were fat, but not THAT fat."
One of the cultivators surrounding the place noticed Lisia and knew who she was, so he quickly approached her. "You are Lisia from the Freedom Sect, too, right? What is happening here."
Lisia shrugged her shoulders. "The guy that just caused you all this trouble... He just so happens to be Kentucky, the demon bird you all know about."
"Hahaha!" The cultivator laughed out loud. "As if such a thing is possible. You better come up with a better excuse."
However, these cultivator's communication badges suddenly activated. Right after, they all checked what kind of message were there. In the end, they only received a message from the sect telling them to not bother Kentucky's group. Some tried to argue that Kentucky was causing damage to the Great Ancestors' Statues, but the sect instance continued the same. They could only leave in the end.
Meanwhile, Rean created several small blades of Light Element, which he directed at Kentucky's statues. His control was perfect, and he quickly remade Kentucky's statue to look just like Kentucky nowadays. "Alright, there you go. Happy now?"
Yet, Kentucky narrowed his eyes. "Happy? Happy with what? Your sense is terrible! There is no emotion in that sculpture of mine! How will people understand the greatness of the Great Kentucky with that shit?"
*Zash!*
*Crash!*
*Crumble!*
Out of nowhere, Rean destroyed Kentucky's statue. "Since you didn't like it, you can remake it yourself. Hmph!" Of course, Rean made sure there was no one nearby before causing that destruction.
Kentucky's scratched the back of his head. He truly wasn't very good with these things. "Fine, I was wrong. Please, Rean, rebuild it like me!"
Rean nodded, now a lot happier. "That's more like it!"
Lisia bitterly smiled. Her heart image of the Great Ancestors was crumbling quite fast...