Chapter 5: Crazy Imra Clan
"I broke through and entered the Core Building Stage." said a female cold voice almost devoid of emotions.
All eyes turned to the origin of the female voice.
Standing between Sirus second and third brother Clay and Boetri was Odette Imra the Grand Daugther of Grand Elder Rybert.
She had her black hair tied that reached to her hips and a petite figure. Her green eyes that are the distinctive mark of the Imra clan gave one the feeling tha she could pierce through anything.
Everyones indifferent expression changed upon hearing it. Like most of them Odette got her cultivation base crippled when her father Elder Bryan took her away from the Profound Martial Sect and started from zero.
She was thirteen years old like Sirus but, reached the first level of Core Building faster than him who had a second level Body Foundation Stage after he changed his normal Ki into Sword Ki.
What is a genius? She is the real deal!
"Congratulations younger cousin you reached the Core Building Stage first *sigh*" said Sirus who recovered first from the bomb she dropped. After him all the others snapped back and gave their congratulations.
Out of nowhere Grand Elders Rybert and Charles appeared and his observed Maya.
"Good, very good you didn't let me down Odette." said Grand Elder Rybert with doting eyes.
"I will personally advise the Patriarch to give you a good gift for breaking through." stated Grand Elder Charles nodding approvingly.
The other young clansmen exclaimed and they noted down to cultivate harder to earn a gift for themselves.
The group mounted on the windhorses to ride back before it turned completely dark.
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Riding on the Main Street in Ohion City the group halted because a bunch of young people blocked their way.
The foremost young man had spiky red hair that reached to his back, from his obvious arrogant behavior one could see that he was the leader of the bunch.
"Oh first Young Master Aron of the Imra clan, I didn't see you for more than a year. I heard that your Grand Elder Charles crippled your cultivation base before dragging you back to the clan."
"Hello Len, step aside we don't have time for you" answered Aron indifferent.
"Oh?" Len exclaimed suprised, in the past Arons bad temper would blow up because of every single insult. But now he seemed like he didn't care.
"I also heard that it didn't only happen to you, all the others got crippled, your Imra Clan decline seems to be set in stone." continued Len Boros squinting his eyes like a snake.
"Scram from the road or I will make you scram personally." Arons indifferent voice echoed out again, but colder than the first time.
Seeing that Aron didn't react like expected, Len and his bunch of followers moved aside.
When the group vanished from their view a skinny youth bent over and asked:
"Young Master Len why did you let them off so easly?"
"In two month the Imperial Tournement starts, after it there will only exist two Major Clans in Ohion City. They will get slaughtered if they dare to step on the arena. In the next few days I will reach the Core Building Stage becoming the strongest genius in Ohion City. They are just a crippled bunch now, mere ants." explained Len Boros arrogantly.
The bunch laughed sinisterly after hearing it.
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The Imra Clans next action shocked Ohion City and the nearby Cities again.
They placed all of their cutivation methods and martial arst on auction and bought cultivation resources from the money they earned.
This crazy action alerted the other two Major Clans even more.
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On the south side of Ohion City inside the Boros Clan Manor.
A dark figure was kneeing infront of a imposant looking middle aged man with spiky red hair.
He was sitting on a throne giving of a fiery vibe.
"Patriarch, the Imra Clan sold all of their inheritance. They bought many cultivation resources and isolated themselves again. Only some Elders are sometimes spotted heading to the Darkscale Mountains" reported the dark figure.
Patriarch Linus Boros pondered about the report.
"Just keep an eye on them and report if they do anything supicious" ordered Patriarch Linus Boros with a heavy voice.
"Yes my liege" with that the dark figure vanished.
'Seems like the Imra Clan is desperate to push their young generation with recources before the Imperial Tournament. What a futile effort....' thought the Patriarch.
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At the same time in the west part of Ohion City inside the Evria Clan Manor there was a elegant middle aged man with short brown hait cutting some flowers inside a grand garden.
A servant bowed down and reported the same thing to this man.
Patriarch Lowos Evria never stopped what he was doing, only nodding.
'Strange, really strange. The Imra Clan surely shemes deep this time. Let's see how the young generation survives in two month'
"Thank you, make sure to keep track on what the Imra Clan does."
"Yes." after the response the servant bowed a last time before withdrawing soundless.
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All of the young Imra Clan members waited inside the Main Hall.
Grand Elder Rybert stepped infront of them announcing that they must all enter closed-door-cultivation for the next two month, before the Imperial Tournament begins.
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