Reaper of the Martial World

Book 6: Chapter 196: Archer (4)

“Either way,” The Archer continued, a bit of pride seeping through in his voice, “I was still able to make a name for myself. I entered the Valley of Geniuses not too much later after I exited my God trials and caught the eye of a good man who gave me a legacy far surpassing that of what I could have hoped for. Although it was only a set of Heaven level techniques, I was more grateful than you could believe.

“I made my way up to the Celestial Floors not long after and began to fight for my new opportunities. Not long later, I was given the Prince of Archery epithet because I had awakened the spirit of my bow.

“My progression after that sky-rocketed and I stepped into the dao formation realms at just 600 years old.”

Dyon nodded with admiration. Although 600 years old was older than his master’s age when she stepped into that realm, it had to be considered that the Archer had spent centuries within the God trials first. To still be so quick afterward, it could truly be said that he had stepped into his own.

“When I reached the dao floors, I felt that I was finally powerful enough to seek out the treasures from the map, and that I did. However, that moment could be said to be the first mistake I made in my life…

“As you know, it’s impossible to climb the tower with a clan backing you. In order to step further, the more territory your clan needed. So, the fact that I stepped onto the dao formation floors should be enough to tell you that I never cut ties with my clan despite every hint telling me that I should.

“I trusted the wrong people and suddenly a secret that I had kept with me for more than a century became news sold off to the highest bidder.

“By that point, I had raised the level of my clan from the 83^rd position to the 42^nd, however that was still nothing in the face of those power houses, especially since I was alone.

“I can imagine what those bastards thought,” The Archer laughed in anger, “What did a beggar like me from such a weak quadrant want with such a powerful Legacy World? What right did I have to monopolize it for myself?

“Of course, I had no idea that those I had seen as my closest friends had betrayed me.” The Archer’s spirit shook, he was filled with such rage that he couldn’t even name those individuals. “So, I went to the Legacy World. After months of near-death experiences, I finally received the Legacy. But, who would have known that I would be greeted with that mocking and shameless faces of a near half dozen clans from various quadrants.

“By that point, I was beaten and tired. What chance did I stand?” Somehow, the Archer’s voice had once again filled with pride as a sneer shone through in his words. “I made those bastard’s pay for their greed. I slew them all where they stood and with the last of my strength, I stumbled back to my clan and slaughtered those responsible in my rage.”

Dyon’s eyes shone as he listened, feeling every bit of the Archer’s frustration and gratification.

“Unfortunately, I died not long after. Although the treasures I received in the Legacy World gave me otherworldly levels of fighting strength, it didn’t make me immortal. I had too many enemies and too many injuries. I succumbed to them soon after…”

The Archer sighed. “Forget all of that. I got my revenge and I died in relative peace. Although those six clans who attacked me still exist, they’re not doing so well after losing so many of their top experts, and my former clan is even worse off. If they were ranked 100^th right now, I wouldn’t be surprised.”

Dyon coughed awkwardly, causing the Archer to look up in surprise.

“No…” The Archer started before breaking out into laughter. “It’s no surprise that we’re ranked 100^th. We were barely 83^rd before and only raised up because of me. When I came back, I slaughter many of their best talents and all of the elders. It’s no surprise they’ve fallen so far.” historical

Dyon had a weird expression on his face when he saw the Archer’s happiness.

The spirit waved his hand. “It’s no big deal to me, kid. I never had any family. A huge part of the reason my clan dared to treat me so poorly was because they never agreed to an orphan becoming their key wielder. The only reason I survived for so long while laying with such scorpions and poisonous snakes is because those fools manage to send someone powerful enough that was also young enough to enter the same floors as me. And, by the time I reached the dao floors, none of them could match me.”

The Archer’s heavy mood was completely lifted as he laughed uproariously. “Those bastards finally got what they deserved. Their legacies mean nothing but shit now.

“Come, kid. Accept my legacy. I’ll give you the set of Heaven level techniques that old man from the valley gave me back then, and I’ll also tell you where I hid the legacy from the map. Think about it, isn’t it a good deal? I had to risk life and limb, but you can just pick them up for free. I hid them in a very particular abyssal core, there’s a little danger, but nothing compared to what I went through.

“How did I defeat so many powerful enemies at once? Isn’t it because I received the ultimate God of Archery Legacy?”