The Rich Cultivator
Chapter 132. Journey to the North

Chapter 132: 132. Journey to the North

"Everyone in the Crimson Blood Sect, hear me!" The sect master roared, his voice trembling with fury. "Whoever finds Phantom Blackwood will become my personal disciple. You won’t need to worry about resources until you reach the Grandmaster Warrior level!"

The thousands of disciples and hundreds of elders of the Crimson Blood Sect echoed his anger, their faces twisted with the same wrath.

Tyler stood among the disciples, sighing inwardly. He had been summoned by the sect master for interrogation, and the tension weighed heavily on him.

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The sect master’s study room was a chamber of ominous grandeur. The walls were adorned with ancient skulls, their hollow eyes emanating a faint crimson glow. Blood energy swirled in the air like a living mist, converging around a levitating blood pool that pulsed ominously above the chamber.

The sect master, draped in dark robes, sat upon a throne of black stone, his fingers resting on the table before him. His gaze, cold and penetrating, fixed on Tyler, who stood before him.

With a calm yet authoritative voice, the sect master commanded, "Explain everything that happened."

"I encountered the young master on that floating island. We heard rumours about an elf on a certain rocky island near the Level 1 Fishery. The young master didn’t wait for us and left in a hurry. Now that I think about it, the one who spread the rumours was likely Mash," Tyler said, deliberately omitting that he accompanied the young master and the disciples.

The sect master released a terrifying pressure, making Tyler feel suffocated. But the sect master quickly withdrew it.

"Alright," the sect master nodded, waving his hand. Lily was pulled in from outside and fell to the floor.

"It seems you truly care about your subordinate, considering how anxiously you were waiting outside," the sect master remarked.

Lily laughed awkwardly, not daring to let loose her tongue. Before coming here, Lily had warned Tyler not to reveal anything about him being Phantom Blackwood.

"I have a mission for both of you," the sect master declared, not waiting for a reply. "Go to the sea. Hunt Phantom Blackwood. Wipe out the entire Phantom Pirates. I want every one of their skulls planted on my grandson’s grave."

"Don’t worry, sect master," Lily declared, patting her chest. "You saw us, right? It means you’ve already seen the Phantom Pirates."

Tyler was dumbfounded and gave Lily a side-eye. He realized her wordplay was a hilarious twist, as she wasn’t bragging but stating the absolute truth.

Tyler and Lily walked out of the chamber.

"That’s it? That was all?" Tyler asked, a bit incredulous.

"Isn’t it great? Even the sect is sponsoring our journey to the North," Lily replied with a smile.

"Come on, let’s go," she added mischievously, pulling his hand and tucking it under her arm as she playfully dragged him along.

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A week later, the commotion surrounding Young Master Zhou’s death still hadn’t settled. Rumors swirled that his illegitimate son was poised to take the Young Master’s throne. Tyler, however, was indifferent to the power struggles. His focus was on preparing for the journey to the North.

He headed to the Medicine Hall to meet Mathilda.

"Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?" Mathilda asked, tears brimming in her eyes.

"I’m sorry, Mathilda," the maid replied, her voice trembling. "I’m not strong enough to survive the North. I need to take care of my little brothers." She began to cry, and they embraced. Mathilda’s hands, however, wandered inappropriately, causing the maid to weaken under her touch.

"Alright, let’s have one last party tonight," Mathilda whispered into the maid’s ear. The maid blushed, nodded in agreement, and hurriedly left the room.

Just then, Mathilda’s junior sister ran in, her face flushed.

"Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?" Mathilda asked, her eyes again filling with tears. The cycle continued.

As Tyler entered the hall, he saw Mathilda’s junior sister blushing and muttering something about a "party tonight" as she hurried out of the room.

"Are you sure you don’t want to co— Oh, it’s you," Mathilda stopped mid-sentence, quickly wiping her tears.

"Did I arrive at a bad time?" Tyler asked.

"No, no, no... Just don’t look for me tonight. If you’re here to confirm the journey, I’m in. Now go, go, go... I have to Orge... organize... I mean, I have girls’ night with my maids and junior sisters," Mathilda stammered, shooing him away.

As Tyler left, he saw a maid entering Mathilda’s room.

"Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?" was the last thing he heard before the door shut behind him.

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"Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?"

’Why do I feel a little creepy when I say that?’ Tyler thought, before asking more directly, "So, are you joining or not?"

Yi Han’s reply surprised him. "Remember Kimmy, your chef from that branch? We somehow got together, and now she’s my girlfriend."

Tyler, taken aback, later secretly drafted an agreement and submitted it to the sect. If Kimmy and Yi Han got married, they would receive ownership of one of his restaurants. It was Tyler’s way of preparing a gift for their future wedding, if it ever happened.

Tyler then visited all his other restaurants, as well as the White Auction Hall. He sold most of his shares in the restaurant business to some sect elders and Sebina. Sebina, a gang leader Tyler had once subdued, bought many shares in the White Auction Hall. She was the reason the hall now displayed numerous items from overseas.

Tyler was heading north, perhaps never to return. So, he made his rounds, saying goodbye to all his acquaintances and inviting them to a small farewell party.

They drank, reminisced about the past, and the day ended quietly.

Mathilda was the only one missing, seemingly enjoying her girls’ night instead.

"Boss Lily, I’ve always wanted to tell you that I love you. I’m ready to join you on this journey to the end of the world," Omar repeated to himself. Today, he was determined to confess his love and announce his wish to travel north.

"Whoever moves first is gay," drunken Tyler suddenly blurted out.

The room fell silent as everyone froze. Omar, too focused on his mission, didn’t hear Tyler and continued walking outside to meet Lily Gomes.

"Hahaha... Omar’s gay!" Yi-Han laughed loudly, leaning on Kimmy.

"I love you, Lily. I love you," Omar whispered to himself as he approached, but Yi-Han’s comment finally registered. "Shut up, I’m not gay!" he retorted.

Outside, he found Lily Gomes, sipping wine and gazing at the moons. She looked absolutely stunning.

"Okay, Omar, you can do this. Just say, ’Boss Lily, I love you,’" he encouraged himself.

Taking a deep breath, Omar finally spoke, "Boss Lily, I am gay."

"..."

And that’s how Omar didn’t join the journey to the North.

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The day of departure arrived.

Everyone was ready to board the ship, except for one person- Mathilda. Concerned, Tyler decided to personally go and fetch her. He wasn’t sure if she was still caught up in the aftermath of her... organised girls’ night. On the way, Tyler noticed Bounty Poster of Phantom Blackwood everywhere.

It didn’t take long for Tyler to discover the problem. Yan Xi was blocking her path.

"You bitch! You eloped with that guy even though you’re my fiancée. And now you’re going to travel with him again? Not on my watch," Yan Xi spat, his aura flaring with fiery intensity.

"So what? It’s not like we were engaged because we liked each other. It was just an old agreement, and I’ve already nullified it. I’m not your fiancée anymore," Mathilda replied, unafraid and resolute.

Yan Xi felt humiliated and was about to unleash his powers when a voice interrupted.

"Well, well, well, I was wondering why my ship’s alchemist was late. Turns out she was being stalled by a street dog," Tyler said, walking over to them.

"What did you say, you son of a-" Yan Xi began to curse but was abruptly cut off by Tyler.

"Oh, I almost forgot the debt I have to repay," Tyler said calmly. In an instant, he disappeared and reappeared right in front of Yan Xi.

Yan Xi, though surprised, didn’t panic. A burst of flames erupted from the ground beneath Tyler, enveloping him. But nothing happened. Tyler, now covered in dragon scales, broke through the fire and landed a crushing punch on Yan Xi’s face. Yan Xi was sent flying, his face shattered, and his teeth scattered. He was so dazed, he couldn’t even comprehend what had just happened.

"You dare to attack my disciple!" The leader of Fire Valley, Yan Xi’s master, appeared, making a grabbing motion as if to crush Tyler.

But nothing happened-again. Lily Gomes appeared behind Tyler, giving him a smug look. The Master of Fire Valley knew he couldn’t act recklessly. He picked up his disciple and flew away in silent defeat.

Back at the port, Yi-Han, Kimmy, Omar, Sebina, Mathilda’s maids and junior sisters, and many others had gathered to send them off.

Tyler White, Mana, Silvia, Zuzia, Lily Gomes, and Mathilda boarded the ship.

As a beam of light enveloped the ship, it descended from the Floating Island of Crimson Citadel. Tyler couldn’t help but recall how he and Silvia had first entered the Crimson Citadel aboard a rented flying boat.

The ship entered the sea.

The journey to the North had begun.

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End Of The Volume - 2

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