Prime Originator

Chapter 783 - Gifting Treasures

As Leon suspected, there were more starcore iron ingots in each storage ring, albeit the quantity varies from storage ring to storage iron.

Nevertheless, the starcore iron ingots still add up to several cities' worth.

"Goddammit, I am f*cking rich, son!" Leon exclaimed with joy before his mood suddenly deflated like a balloon. "But alas, there's nowhere to spend it for the time being…"

It didn't come as a surprise to him that the Impervious Sea Celestial King's family would possess so much wealth.

After all, they were related to the Radiant Sword Celestial Emperor, the Celestial Alliance leader.

Shortly after Leon pocketed all the storage rings into the Worldspace, Saresha approached him and gave him a respectful salute.

"My Lord, the graves have been dug," she reported.

Leon glanced at the big empty pit beside the dark faes in the distance before he nodded and made his way over.

Using his elemental abilities, he made ice coffins for the two Celestial bodies, simple earth coffins for the other corpses and bones, and an earth jar for the ashes.

Then, he placed them all in the empty pit before filling it up with the nearby dirt pile and putting a gravestone on top that says, "Impervious Sea Celestial King's family lies here."

"Alright, everything has been settled; there's nothing else for us to do here. Let us leave," Leon said to the dark faes.

"Yes, my Lord."

Rumble…!

The support-circuit building's door sealed off the entrance after Leon left the floating landmass with the dark faes, making their way back to the Abyssal Wood Forest.

"Are you taking us to the other humans, my Lord?" Saresha quickly asked after noticing their direction.

The dark faes immediately showed concerns and uneasiness in their expressions.

However, Leon assured them, "There's nothing to be worried about. No harm will come to any of you while I am around. Also, humans will not attack you if you do not give them a reason to attack."

"If you say so, my Lord. But what should we do if they try to provoke us?" Saresha inquired carefully.

The dark faes all had similar thoughts.

Are they supposed to endure if the humans provoke and humiliate them? Of course, they had no problem with that since they are used to it.

However, what difference will there be in being on the human's side?

Leon paused for a moment before he said, "You will not take the initiative to provoke others, but if they provoke you first, then feel free to attack them—if you can beat them, that is. Otherwise, report it to me."

"After all, you are my people now and thereby represent me. Therefore, anyone who humiliates you is the same as humiliating me. Keep that in mind."

"Understood, my Lord!"

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"You're back, Leon," Aria greeted.

"Un," Leon nodded before glancing at the spatial storm for a brief moment. "How's the situation? Any changes during my absence?"

"No, Darlene's Transcendent Phenomenon hasn't changed in the least, and the others are still recuperating from their injuries."

"Did they not receive recovery pills I handed over to Senior One-Eye?" Leon furrowed his brows and turned to face the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman.

However, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman wasn't sure what kind of answer Leon was seeking, so he replied honestly.

"This old man had indeed given the recovery pills to the injured warriors, but it wasn't enough for the Peak-rank and Extremity-rank Battle Masters to have a full recovery."

"Peak-rank and Extremity-rank Battle Masters, huh?" Leon muttered with an understanding look.

A single Tier-3 All-Purpose Healing Pill is indeed not enough for Peak-rank and Extremity-rank Battle Masters to make a full recovery.

However, he had handed out enough for them to take multiple recovery pills.

Since that didn't happen, it was obvious that the Peak-rank and Extremity-rank Battle Masters only ingested one pill and saved the rest.

"Well, since they want to be stingy with the recovery pills I handed out, forget about them and just let them recuperate at their own pace," Leon shirked off the matter with a nonchalant wave.

"More importantly, I have a gift for you, Senior," he said shortly after.

"Oh? A gift from Young Master Leonhardt? Haha, this old man will never refuse a gift from Young Master Leonhardt."

The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman expressed his keen interest.

At the same time, he did not pay any attention to the dark faes, completely ignoring them and treating them like air.

"Senior likes using big swords, right? I have a weapon here that just suits you," Leon stated while taking out the Quasi Tier-7 Greatsword.

When the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman accepted the Quasi Tier-7 Greatsword with pleasant surprise, its weight made his arms drop slightly.

"Oh? It's heavier than I thought, just how I like it!" the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman grinned.

He raised the Quasi Tier-7 Greatsword in the air and gave it a few practice swings, causing sharp bursts of wind that threatened to lacerate everything in its path.

A short while later, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman revealed a satisfied look.

"This weapon is amazing! Thank you for the gift, Young Master Leonhardt," the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman expressed his sincere gratitude.

In his mind, the Quasi Tier-7 Greatsword was not inferior to the Tier-7 Divine Sword.

"Glad you like it, Senior," Leon nodded.

Aria didn't express any disappointment or opinion when Leon gifted a precious weapon to the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman.

But when Leon turned to her with a smile, her heart suddenly skipped a beat with rising anticipation.

"I have some goodies for you too," he said.

Then, he took out the Tier-7 Interspatial Ring and several white and blue Tier-6 armor such as pauldrons, gauntlets, chest armor, and leg armor.

For Aria, who had yet to begin Body Cultivation, such items will protect her well.

"You don't need to… You've already given me a precious weapon like the Tier-7 Divine Sword… I don't need anything else," Aria replied shyly with an abashed look, feeling embarrassed by the special attention.

She saw the members of the Dark Fae Clan stare at her with envious looks, wondering if they would ever get such treatment.