Lord Aldric slammed his fist on the ornate wooden desk, sending tremors through the opulent chamber. The once polished surface was now marred with angry gouges. News of the bandit's annihilation had reached him like a dagger to the heart.
Years of meticulous planning, substantial investments, and countless resources had been poured into cultivating that force. His dream of a formidable private army, capable of bending any region to his will, lay shattered.
Intelligence reports painted a grim picture of the sect responsible.
The individual at the heart of this catastrophe was said to possess the terrifying strength of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. It was a force beyond anything Aldric had anticipated. Yet, the fire of vengeance burned brighter than fear.
He would have his retribution.
A sinister smile crept across his lips. He would send a message, a stark warning that challenging him was a grave mistake. A force of a thousand men would march upon the Supreme Mount Sect.
Their strength varied from the formidable Foundation Establishment to the merely competent Body Refinement stage. At their vanguard would stand two formidable warriors: a Nascent Soul powerhouse, a testament to Aldric's former glory, and a peak Gold Core cultivator, a rising star in his ranks.
The sect that had dared to thwart his ambitions would feel the full weight of his wrath. This was not merely about revenge; it was a declaration of war.
Aldric leaned back in his chair, his eyes gleaming with cold determination. The Supreme Mount Sect had become an obstacle, and obstacles were meant to be crushed.
A sharp, electronic Ding echoed through Kai's mind, jolting him from his thoughts. A new quest had materialized within his consciousness.
Task: Prepare for the battle.
Time limit: 1 month.
Failure: Death of all surrounding villages, Sect destruction.
A cold dread crept into Kai's heart. The stark implications of the quest were undeniable. An imminent threat loomed over the Supreme Mount Sect, one of catastrophic proportions. The prospect of not only the sect's downfall but also the annihilation of the surrounding villages painted a grim picture of the impending conflict.
"We have two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators among us," Kai mused aloud, his mind racing to comprehend the gravity of the situation. "Yet, the system is issuing a dire warning, urging me to prepare. This suggests that the enemy force is likely of comparable or even superior strength. Given the one-month timeframe, a full-scale assault is the most probable scenario. They won't be coming alone."
A chill ran down his spine. The system's uncanny ability to predict such events was both unsettling and awe-inspiring. How could it have foreseen this attack with such precision? This was no ordinary threat; it was a calculated, premeditated assault on the sect.
The system, seemingly taken aback by Kai's rapid analysis, remained silent for a moment before responding, "Host's deductive reasoning is exceptional. Your ability to quickly assess the situation and grasp its complexities is commendable."