Chapter 1427 Reestablishing The Oracle Sect
Half a day passed. That was when most of the cultivators excused themselves and left the
headquarters of the Magic Hand Sect.
Austin, Godwin, Julius and Peter decided to stay back in the sect headquarters for some time.
In a private conversation, Austin, Angus and Godwin discussed about subsequent management
problems of the Magic Hand Sect.
They seriously considered the fact that Lyman had been killed.
They knew that though Lyman was killed, there were still many henchmen of his remaining in the Magic
Hand Sect, as he had controlled the sect for over five hundred years.
Angus nned to get rid of all Lyman''s henchmen and reorganize the whole sect in a resolute and bold
manner.
He believed that it was the only way that he could take full control of the Magic Hand Sect again.
However, it would probably take Angus some more time to restore his vital energy cultivation level to
the Semi-emperor Realm. So far, he had merely restored it to the premium stage of Primal Holy Realm.
Therefore, Angus needed Austin and Godwin''s help to reorganize his sect.
Austin sent out the A.L. Army from his City model. There were over one hundred thousand soldiers in
total. He ordered his army to be stationed in the headquarters of the Magic Hand Sect.
After a little while, a few figures could be seen.
These figures were heading for a giant mountain peak within the headquarters of the Magic Hand Sect,
which was so high that it seemed to be piercing the clouds.
The summit of the mountain was perennially covered in thick snow, so it looked like a vast expanse of
whiteness.
Amidst the white snow cover, there was a massiveke.
The ceruleanke was iid with the snowfield like a sapphire, looking sacred and enchanting.
Beside theke, there were several simple-constructed, small wooden houses.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
All of a sudden, the figures that were flying on the distant horizon started rushing towards the houses in
an extremely fast speed.
After a short while, they reached the summit andnded in front of the small wooden houses.
Their arrival broke the silence that was prevailing in that ce.
"Who dares toe to my ce?
It''s my personal cultivation site, the forbidden area of the sect. Didn''t I order that this ce is out of
bounds for anyone? No one is allowed to enter this ce for any reason, without permission!"
A female voice came out from one of the small wooden houses, even before the figures could get close
to the door.
"Ha ha! My sweetest Becky, even I''m not allowed toe here?"
an elder with grizzled hair and dressed in a ck robe asked. He was one of the figures in front of that
small wooden house. He spoke with a slightugh, his tone calm and natural.
Despite hisposure on the outside, his body kept shivering uncontrobly. His chest kept rising and
falling as he was inhaling and exhaling deeply. Apparently, he was trying to suppress his excitement.
This elder was Angus.
Angus''s voice trailed away.
And there was deathly silence. Not a sound came from that small wooden house—no trace of response
was heard.
Angus was thrilled as he stood staring at the door of that small wooden house and kept waiting for it to
open. His eyes were filled with tears.
Austin, Godwin, Peter and Julius were standing beside him inplete silence.
They all kept waiting for quite some time.
Boom!
Suddenly the door was flung open. A beautiful feminine figure rushed out of the house and stood in
front of Angus immediately.
The figure was an exceptionally gorgeous woman dressed in a white dress. She seemed to be around
twenty five years old. With her ck hair tied up, she stood gracefully, looking serene and elegant. Her
beauty was stunning.
The woman in white fixed her gaze on Angus with her charming eyes. She wore a doubtful and
surprised expression on her serene and elegant countenance while she kept staring at him.
She was both thrilled and dubious. She was too shocked to believe that the man in front of her was
real.
"Father? Father, is that really you? Am I dreaming?" the woman in white asked gently and cautiously.
The manner in which she asked was like she had suddenly seen something unbelievable in her dream
and was afraid that everything would be gone unless she managed to clear up her doubts cautiously.
The woman in white was actually Angus''s daughter, Reba.
She lived in solitude in the most secret and forbidden area of the headquarters of the Magic Hand Sect.
Thus, she knew nothing about what had happened in the Magic Hand za earlier that day.
"You are not dreaming, my lovely daughter. This is real. I am indeed your father. I''vee to see you."
Angus couldn''t stop himself from feeling distressed when he looked at Reba''s slightly drained face.
With fatherly love rising within his heart, he reached out to her and gently caressed her hair.
Angus''s natural and spontaneous caress cleared up all of Reba''s doubts. She finally believed that
everything before her eyes was real.
Her father''s touch was enough to make her believe that he had indeede back.
"Father!
All these years, I refused to believe you were dead!
It turns out that my conviction has been right. You are really alive! That''s great!"
Reba immediately rushed to embrace Angus. Once in her father''s arms she burst into tears like a
little girl she used to be.
Angus kept consoling her and tried to calm her down.
It took quite some time for Reba to control the emotions she was feeling. The sadness and sorrow
of being away from her father for so long and the joy to see him back thrilled her. Gradually she got
hold of her emotions.
As moments passed, she became cheerful and energetic. Her serene countenance was now filled with
joy.
Seeing the right time and opportunity, Angus and Reba had a private talk with each other. Angus
recounted to his daughter his encounters and also told her about the things that happened in the Magic
Hand za.
When Reba came to know it was Lyman who had plotted to murder her father, her gorgeous face
was covered with a hateful coldness and her charming eyes were filled with great fury. If Lyman had
still been alive, she would have gone downhill to kill him immediately.
"Austin, thank you for your kind help. Thank you for bringing my father back to life!"
Reba said in a gentle voice while she looked at Austin. Her dignified and elegant face appeared to
be extremely kind and warm.
Besides that, Angus also told Reba that Austin was able to kill prominent cultivators at the Semi-
emperor Realm. Therefore, she decided to regard and view Austin as herpeer, instead of a junior
cultivator.
In addition, she regarded him as her father''s savior.
"Well, it''s… It''s nothing. Angus had offered me help when I was in great trouble. I am really grateful to
him. I have done what I could do to repay him for his kindness."
Austin felt a little shy and said with a simple smile.
Actually, Reba was several hundred years old, but her appearance was that of a woman at the age
of twenty-five or twenty-six. Austin was shocked at her excellent means to retain a youthful look despite
her old age. He couldn''t help but admire her greatly.
In the next few days, Angus took resolute measures to reorganize the Magic Hand Sect in every
aspect.
Everything went smoothly with the help of Austin, Godwin, Julius and Peter, as well as the stationed
A.L. Army. No serious obstacles rose to hinder the process.
Lyman''s henchmen were killed, purged or crippled with loss of cultivation bases.
Another four or five days passed and the whole Magic Hand Sect waspletely in Angus''s control.
Austin felt a sense of relief after all these days.
He had helped Angus rebuild his physical body, take revenge on Lyman and kill him, and gain full
control of the Magic Hand Sect.
Now, he could say that he had repaid Angus for the great help he had offered long ago.
"Austin, if you still have any other wish to fulfill, just go ahead and get it done.
After you fulfill all your wishes in the Prime Martial World, we''ve got to leave from here and set off for
the Divine Continent,"
the me Emperor spoke to Austin in his Soul Sea.
"Yes. There are still many wishes to fulfill, but the most important one is to establish a sect."
Austin recalled that in the ruins of the Oracle Sect within the Barren Mountain of the Triangle Zone, he
had made a promise to its sect leader, who had perished long ago.
When Austin met the sect leader''s soul, thetter asked Austin to help him reestablish the Oracle Sect
and seed him as the eighteenth sect leader. Austin had promised to do so.
Moreover, he had given Austin all the treasures which were within the treasury of the Oracle Sect.
Though Austin was actually reluctant to be the eighteenth leader of the Oracle Sect, he was weighed
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down by the promise he had made to the sect leader''s soul.
And since he had made a promise, he would absolutely do his best to reestablish the Oracle Sect.
"Establishing a sect? What do you mean by that, Austin?
Do you mean you want to establish a new sect of your own in the Prime Martial World?"
the me Emperor asked in confusion.
"No. That''s not what I mean,"
Austin responded as he shook his head. Then he told everything about the Oracle Sect to the me
Emperor.
"So this is it!
You are a man of your word, Austin. I am quite surprised and delighted to know that,"
the me Emperor said, as he got to know the whole picture.
"Since I promised the leader of the Oracle Sect, I have to fulfill hisst wish.
I''m going to reestablish his sect in the following days,"
Austin said softly.
Although the me Emperor was anxious to return to the Divine Continent, he knew it was impossible
for him to stop Austin from doing what he wanted to do.
"Well, that''s fine.
Since I have been away from the Divine Continent for such a long time, I don''t mind waiting a few more
days.
Just be careful and try to reestablish the Oracle Sect step by step. When you get all things done, then
it''s time for us to leave,"
the me Emperor uttered.