Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 480: 294 Offend_1

He had backed down earlier only because he understood the trouble of meddling with Logan and his companions, especially with his guards being of a weaker realm. However, this was not the same as admitting fear.

On the contrary, he was not one to swallow a loss. Growing up, he had never been wronged. It was clear that Logan and the others had managed to depart unscathed from the Westman Family, signifying that they were at least at the Throne Realm’s level. However, the guardian Daoist was a powerful figure within the Dominator Realm and was perfectly capable of dealing with them.

Logan’s biggest threat was probably the burly man beside him, who was likely Shingo Butcher, a man whose name inspired awe. He had a reputation for starting a bloodbath at the slightest provocation, which explained why Logan dared to cause trouble for the entire Westman Family, although it was only because the Family Head of Westman Family hadn’t shown up.

As they walked, Bart Cloud frowned, “Something is definitely amiss. That young man didn’t seem the type to take a loss. He’s sure to bring reinforcements. I don’t think we can stay in the city anymore. Even though our strength doesn’t fear a dominator, after all, the City Lord is a Half-step Saint Seat.”

“If the City Lord and Westman Family unite against us, the situation will turn against us. Since we already have the spirit stone, it might be better to leave sooner rather than later. I have a bad feeling about this. The longer we stay here, the more dangerous it becomes. Even when we were in the mountains facing a million demon beasts, I never had this kind of feeling.”

“Don’t worry, how powerful can they be compared to Heavenly Saint Daoist?” Logan casually dismissed Bart Cloud’s concerns, feeling no danger. Before, he had confronted two characters in the Saint Seat, the Beast King, and the Heavenly Saint Daoist. In the city, the strongest was merely a Half-step Saint Seat. He definitely couldn’t run away in fear.

Logan was confident. Now that he had six hundred thousand spirit stones at his disposal, he could set up a stronger array. Even if he couldn’t annihilate the Half-step Saint Seat, he was confident he could trap them for at least one and a half years. If the City Lord was defeated, the others in the city were merely a mob, with at most six or seven Dominator-level figures.

He also wasn’t afraid of revenge from the Westman Family. Today’s battle had scared the Westman Family enough that they wouldn’t dare to oppose him again. If any did, they would be those who overestimate their own abilities. Having reassured Bart Cloud, he lighten up slightly.

Logan was straight forward in his logic. Cultivation wasn’t just about training in the mountains but also about understanding more. Staying in the city for a few more days might advance his realm even further. Logan planned to stay for another one or two months at the very least before laying low.

With the Heavenly Saint Daoist and Beast King fallen, although no one saw this, it was only a matter of time before suspicion fell on them. Out there, many forces had already arrived in the mountains and were conducting an intense investigation. Staying in the city was a better option as it wouldn’t draw attention from outside forces.

On the other side, a skinny old man appeared, “Young Master, why did you rush to find me? Earlier, the City Lord issued a Death Command. I can’t discipline others for you. The City Lord has always asked you to diligently cultivate. You can’t cause trouble during this time.”

“I was bullied by several men on the street today, and those people have also offended the Westman Family. Resolving the issue with them could also improve the relationship with the Westman Family. So, Guardian Daoist, you must help me, and we can’t let the City Lord find out.”

Ilima Nango pleaded earnestly to the old man, “As you know, I was born with very poor cultivation aptitude and have always been looked down upon. Yet, you still chose to be my master without reservation. You’re like a father to me. Don’t listen to the City Lord. Although he’s my father, he doesn’t care about me.”

“I don’t dare to accept such high praise.” Hearing this, the elder waved his hands anxiously. If the City Lord heard these words, he wouldn’t end well. After all, the City Lord was Ilima Nango’s real father. However, the elder was moved by Ilima Nango’s words and decided to take the risk to help him, even if it meant being scolded by the City Lord.

The City Lord was always busy, so Ilima Nango had grown up without much authority. Even though he could be arrogant and overbearing most of the time, he never inflicted harm upon anyone. He was fuming today, which meant it must be the others’ faults. The Guardian Daoist was confident in this and thus did not inquire about the specifics of the day’s events.

Ilima Nango was delighted, he pretended to show concern, “Their strength is not to be underestimated since they managed to fight the Westman Family and retreat full body. Among them, one is the butcher who might already be in the Perfect King’s Seat. Should we strategize before seeking revenge?”

“Fear not, I’m already a dominator. Would I fear a mere king seat?” The elderly man dismissed any fears that Ilima Nango had. His strength was among the top ten in the city, and this was already very modest. In truth, besides the City Lord and the Grand Elder of Westman Family, his strength was considered the strongest. There was a vast gap between Dominator and King’s Seat, even if they had a hundred men, each would be no more than an ant.

The guard Ilima Nango sent earlier returned to report Logan’s whereabouts. The party rushed over immediately. With a Dominator-level helper, his confidence was brimming. In the past, whenever the Guardian Daoist intervened, he could always settle any matter, and it had been this way for many years.

As soon as they arrived at the inn, an overwhelming oppressiveness erupted, seemingly trying to intimidate Logan and his companions. Logan and Shingo Butcher were just returning and settling down for a few cups of tea when they sensed the disturbance. Realizing someone was looking for them, Bart Cloud was the first to stand, ready to confront the situation.

Logan stopped him, heading towards the entrance himself, “Judging from the oppression, the other party should be a dominator. Clearly, it isn’t someone from the Westman Family, as their two dominators already lost. It must be Ilima Nango who we offended on the street earlier. He’s likely returned with reinforcements for a rematch.”

“If you kneel and apologize now, I can let bygones be bygones.” With a powerful backer at his disposal, Ilima Nango had become more overbearing. If he could have Logan apologize, it would indirectly prove he was more powerful than the Westman Family, considering they were unable to do anything when Logan was causing trouble, while he can resolve it with ease.

Hearing this, Logan laughed. Just because you have a Dominator helping you, you’re behaving so arrogantly? He had initially thought that Ilima Nango had sought the City Lord’s help, which might have given him some worry. However, an ordinary Dominator was of no use and was certainly no match for the trio of Logan.

Seeing Logan unafraid, Ilima Nango was puzzled. Was Logan not even afraid of a Dominator? Clearly, none of them were dominators, at best they were at a King’s Seat. There was a distinct gap in strength between the two sides. But everything seemed to be going against what he expected.