Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 308: Meeting With Old Mang.

Chapter 308: Meeting With Old Mang.

In the EIA training base…

A silver haired young man walked through the base, hands in his pockets, as he kept a straight face while heading towards the gigantic structure around 50 meters away.

It was a familiar structure he had once been too and the thought of him going here once again gave him a euphoric feeling as well, caused his pulses to increase a bit faster than normal.

Entering into the building, he immediately walked towards the receptionist, who raised an eyebrow of familiarity due to having seen his face before, although it was now a little different from before…

“Hello. I’m Quinn Voidspace…” The young man said with a smile as the reception rapidly typed on her computer.

10 seconds later…

He raised her eyebrows as she gave a scrutinizing gaze at the young man before there as she unconsciously mumbled…

“You’re that shameless boy from the last time…”

“Well, how can you be wrong, my lady…” Quinn asked with a shameless smile as he winked at the lady who raised her finger up, pointing to the golden ring as all smiles drained from Quinn’s face.

“I’m sorry…”

“Not a problem. Room 850 at the eighth storey…” She said as she brought out a card from under her desk and passed it to him.

“Thank you, Ma’am.”

And with that, Quinn headed towards the elevator at the side as he entered into it.

DIIIING

The elevator made a ding sound as Quinn wiped out the perspiration from his forehead.

“Well that was close…” He mused as his hands reached up to the button, and he clicked on the number 8 button.

“Guess I really need to work on my charm…” He mused as he puffed out his chest and swerved his head well behind him.

He would rather not look bad in front of his visitor, after all.

DIIIING

The elevator made a satisfying ding sound as Zeras exited the place, his playfulness quickly disappearing, replaced by an aura of seriousness.

Looking through the small tabs placed on every door in the long corridor of eight floors.

ROOM 845

ROOM 846

ROOM 847

ROOM 848

ROOM 849

ROOM 850

“HUUUUU…” And then he exhaled loudly to clear his mind and knock thrice on the door.

“Come in…”

The familiar voice echoed to his ears as he gently unlocked the door and entered into the small room.

“Opposite the small glass table was a silver haired old man, with a staff in his left hands.

Slight wrinkles could be seen in his forehead, showing his old age, while his piercing blue eyes created an illusion Asif different stars were gently revolving within.

One look and an ordinary mortal would feel his or her leg quivering beyond control and be knocked out five seconds later.

“Old Man Mang…” Quinn greeted, bowing his head to the man. He was one of the rare people he would ever bow his head to in this life.

“Rise…” Old Man Mang command immediately as Quinn rose and sat down on the chair before him.

One thing he noticed was the dazed look Old Man Mang gave him, as his eyes flashed with unconcealed shock and surprise.

He could tell from the sudden increase in brightness of the eyes.

“You’ve grown very fast…” Old Man Mang said, finally directing his attention away.

“It’s all due to your help, Old Man Mang…”

“That’s a lie. When I said you’ve grown, I didn’t mean just strength. I most certainly especially mean your mental strength. You’ve truly gone through hell and back. That’s not my help…” Old Man Mang explained as Quinn scratched the back of his hair.

“You know why I’m here, right?” Old Man Mang asked in a grevious tone.

“Hmmm, for information about the Ancestral grounds…” Quinn replied, earning a nod from Old Man Mang.

“But that is just a part of it. There’s trouble back home, Quinn. And when I say trouble, do you understand?” Old Man Mang said, giving Quinn a dead serious look.

“What is that?”

“The patriarch has been angered. The disappearance of the two heir of the Voidspace family isn’t a simple matter and the news of you returning alive had sent, um, rumors across the Voidspace family…” Old Man Mang said with a serious expression.

“Rumours of what?” Quinn asked with a clueless expression.

“Rumours of the disappearance of the young masters having something to do with you. Their soul plates gave cracked, meaning they have died, although most people aren’t aware of that yet. The death has been confirmed, and the Patriarch is now slowly rising from slumber…”

“He had learned of your existence and had even sent a few messengers to bring you back to the clan. The only reason you’re still here is because of the EIA, who have suddenly grown adamant and entirely refused anyone from taking you away…”

“Good for me, then…”

“No, it’s not. The EIA can be adamant, and refuse to give you up. But once the Patriarch himself stands from his throne and decides to make his move, I doubt the entirety of the EIA would be able to stop him at all, not even for a single second…”

“The patriarch can move anytime, once the thought of his sons moved his hard heart enough. You know well as I do, your chance of survival whether the rumors are true or not will be close to nil.”

“I’m just saying you don’t have much time. Perhaps a month or two from now, and that’s all you get…” Old Man Mang said as Quinn exhaled loudly, slight perspiration on his face.

Even he was aware of the terror of the Voidspace patriarch. Unlike other Cultivation stages, Galaxy Rank Stage experts don’t have the word Galaxy in their name for nothing.

“Now can you tell me more about the Inheritance ground? What were you able to find…” Old Man Mang asked curiously.