Chapter 497: Chapter 371: Red Fate

The three quickly returned to their lodgings.

Luna remembered something and said to Corbin Crowley next to her, “By the way, Corbin, Kian Sterling doesn’t know the Sound Transmission Skill yet. Can you teach him? It’ll save us the trouble of shouting from afar in case of an emergency.”

Corbin Crowley was already very proficient in the Sound Transmission Skill, teaching Kian Sterling wouldn’t be a problem.

She also had to copy and translate the Demon Texts, and tonight it was Malachi Arcanus’s turn, so she couldn’t teach Kian Sterling.

Whoever teaches him, as long as he learns, doesn’t really matter.

Although Corbin Crowley didn’t like Kian Sterling, he didn’t refuse, simply responding, “Alright.”

Thinking that it wasn’t too late and Kian Sterling shouldn’t have gone to sleep yet, he lifted his foot and went to the other’s room.

Rhys Blackwood’s room was opposite Kian Sterling’s room, the door was ajar, casting a dim yellow light.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door panel.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

“Come in.”

Kian Sterling’s gentle voice emerged from within the room.

When Corbin Crowley pushed open the door and entered, he saw Kian Sterling leaning over a wooden table, under the flickering firelight, holding a sharpened charcoal pen, quickly annotating on a spread-out Beast Skin Scroll.

The table beside was piled high with Beast Skin documents, stack upon stack, almost burying him halfway, candlelight casting a faint shadow of exhaustion on his jade-like gentle side profile.

Who knows when he will be able to finish dealing with such a large pile of paperwork.

Upon hearing footsteps, Kian Sterling instantly looked up, seeing Corbin Crowley walk in, his expression surprised, “Anything wrong?”

It was rare for the other to actively come find him.

Corbin Crowley casually found a stool in the room and sat down, without beating around the bush, said directly, “Luna asked me to teach you the Sound Transmission Skill.”

“Sound Transmission Skill?”

Kian Sterling put down the charcoal pen, expressing some interest, “What is that?”

It seems that during his time back at Beast King City, he missed out on quite a bit of fresh news.

Corbin Crowley briefly explained the principle and use of the Sound Transmission Skill.

“The rest of us have learned it; now it’s just you left.”

After Kian Sterling listened, his eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled warmly, “That is indeed a good thing.”

He put down the documents, stood up, and sat opposite Corbin Crowley, “I’ll be learning it from you then, Corbin.”

Corbin Crowley responded with a simple “Mm” and began teaching the essentials of the Sound Transmission Skill.

Although his demeanor was domineering, he was extremely patient in teaching, explaining each step very thoroughly.

Kian Sterling learned quickly, within moments grasping the key points.

“Is it like this?”

He tried transmitting sound to Corbin Crowley, the voice resounding in the other’s mind.

Corbin Crowley looked at him with silver eyes in surprise, having to admit, this old fox had some talent.

“Since you’ve learned it, practice at your own pace.”

He dropped this sentence and immediately got up and left.

Kian Sterling didn’t mind, just continued practicing the Sound Transmission Skill happily.

Transmitting to this one for a while, then to another.

The first transmission naturally went to Luna: “Luna~”

While copying the Demon Texts in the room, Luna suddenly heard the voice in her mind, her hand trembling in shock, the charcoal pen drawing a long black line on the Beast Skin.

She rubbed her temples, helplessly transmitting back, “What?”

Kian Sterling’s voice came again, with a hint of laughter, “Nothing really, just wanted to try how useful this Sound Transmission Skill is.”

Luna: “…”

Speechless in her heart, this old fox, running to bother her in the dead of night without sleeping.

She responded with a hint of annoyance, “It’s very useful, extremely useful. Now can you go to sleep?”

Kian Sterling chuckled softly, “Is Luna inviting me?”

“Scram…”

She directly blocked his transmission, her cheeks slightly flushed.

This old fox was becoming increasingly improper.

Then she continued earnestly copying the content of the “Basic Demon Texts.”

The characters on the Demon Texts were traditional, she needed to translate them into the language of The Beast World Continent, convenient for Corbin Crowley and the others to cultivate.

“Nature’s spiritual energy, gather at the Dantian…”

As she wrote, she murmured softly, ensuring there were no omissions or mistakes.

Malachi Arcanus sat on the bed, propping his chin with his hands, watching her intently.

“Luna Sutton, what are you writing?”

He asked curiously.

Luna didn’t lift her head, “Cultivation Technique, for you all to use for cultivation.”

Malachi Arcanus immediately leaned over, “Is it like the Sound Transmission Skill?”

“More powerful than the Sound Transmission Skill.”

She put down the charcoal pen, stretched her wrist, “Master this, you can soar to the sky and traverse the earth, move mountains and fill seas.”

Upon entering Foundation Establishment, one can perform Sword Flight, and travel a thousand miles a day.

Reaching Nascent Soul allows one to turn their palm into clouds or rain and truly shift mountains and fill seas.

Of course, these things are still too far away for them.

“Huh?”

Malachi Arcanus widened his eyes, staring at her dully: “What are you saying, Luna? We beastmen at most transform into beast forms to run faster. To fly, we’d pretty much need to grow wings.”

Luna Sutton couldn’t help but burst into laughter, set down the charcoal pen, and looked at Malachi, “Silly, I’m not talking about beastmen abilities. This is another way of cultivation called cultivation.”

Malachi Arcanus became even more puzzled, scratching his head in confusion, “Cultivation? What’s that?”

“Cultivation is about practicing immortal law, seeking immortality and sharing longevity with heaven and earth. Beastmen receive blessings from The Beast God, and their lifespan is longer than ordinary humans, but it still ends eventually. However, cultivators, if practiced adequately, can transcend life and death and even ascend to The Immortal Realm.”

Seeing Malachi Arcanus still looked like he didn’t understand, Luna opted for a different explanation: “You know priests, right? Priests in this world are cultivators. You’ve seen the abilities of the old priest; they’re still at the initial Qi Cultivation Stage.”

With this explanation, Malachi Arcanus understood, “So it’s like being able to retrieve things from afar and curing illnesses with witchcraft?”

“Exactly.”

Luna Sutton nodded, using the opportunity to spread the beast skin scroll in front of him, “This cultivation technique can help you transform beastmen power into a higher level of cultivation. You’re currently an Eleventh-rank Beastman, equivalent to Qi Refining Eleventh Level; by following the cultivation technique, you’ll soon achieve Foundation Establishment.”

Malachi thought it was finally his turn tonight, but learning this would mean he couldn’t joyfully mate with Luna?

He suddenly felt conflicted and a bit embarrassed: “But… Luna, tonight wasn’t it supposed to…”

As he spoke, the tips of his ears turned red.

She obviously knew what Malachi wanted to say. Last night, she was fed too full by Zeke Veridian; today, she really didn’t want to do it at all, only wanting to rest well.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly stuffed the transcribed demon scroll into his hand: “Learn this first; if you don’t understand, I can guide you. The other matters can wait.”

Malachi took the beast skin scroll, looking at the unfamiliar words and patterns, his mouth twitched slightly.

He actually wanted to do something fun with Luna, but seeing Luna’s attitude made it clear it wasn’t happening.

Next, Luna Sutton transcribed several copies of the demon scroll, exhausting herself to the point of a sore back and a numb wrist.

She stood up and stretched without bothering Malachi, who was seriously studying the demon scroll next to her.

Taking the copies of the demon scroll, she left the room, delivering one to Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, Soren Phoenix, and Mael Valerius with a ’knock knock knock’.

Of course, it inevitably involved explaining.

During which, she specially used the Qi Observation Skill to check Kian Sterling’s fortune and aptitude.

Kian Sterling’s aptitude was quite good, not inferior to the other beast husbands.

But what puzzled her was that Kian Sterling’s fortune was only red.

Red fortune is supposedly auspicious, but compared to the other men’s purple fortune and Corbin Crowley’s golden fortune, it was clearly far inferior.

Even the extremely sharp-tongued Zeke Veridian had a light purple fortune.

“System, why is Kian Sterling’s fortune only red? It shouldn’t be.”

Luna Sutton asked inwardly to her system.

The system was silent for a moment before replying lazily, “Host, fortune is not fixed; Kian Sterling’s initial fortune wasn’t bad; it was even the rare purple-gold. Why it fell to red is something he must answer himself.”

“Not mentioning his harm to Malachi Arcanus and Mael Valerius, just in the power struggles with the former Empress, Nolan Sterling, and others, his hands are stained with plenty of blood. The fall in fortune is inevitable.”

The system added another comment at the end.

Luna Sutton became silent upon hearing this.

Indeed, Kian Sterling seemed gentle as jade, yet his methods were ruthless.

Not discussing whether those people deserved it, but ultimately, he committed killings.

“Can his fortune be restored?”

She couldn’t help but ask.

The system replied lazily, “Of course it can, doing good deeds, accumulating karma, and the fortune will naturally rise gradually.”

“That response is as good as saying nothing; I already know that.”

She rolled her eyes speechlessly and returned to the room after delivering the demon scrolls.

She found Malachi Arcanus already asleep at the table, still clutching the demon scroll.

She quietly walked over, intending to help him onto the bed to sleep.

Who knew as soon as she touched him, Malachi Arcanus woke up abruptly, grabbed her wrist: “Luna?”

“Sleep on the bed if you’re tired.”

She said softly.

Malachi rubbed his eyes; a little embarrassed: “I-I haven’t learned it yet…”

“No hurry, take your time.”

Luna Sutton yawned, lay on the bed, “Rest tonight, we’ll learn it tomorrow.”

Malachi instantly lost all sleepiness, immediately scooted over: “Then Luna…”

“Sleep.”

She smacked him on the forehead and turned over, turning her back to him.

Malachi responded with a pitiful “Oh” and obediently lay down.

Night gradually deepened.

Moonlight spilled through the window frame, casting a silver glow inside the room.

Luna Sutton lay with closed eyes but couldn’t fall asleep.

Her mind repeatedly wandered to the thought of Kian Sterling’s red fortune, contemplating when to talk seriously with Kian Sterling.

That fall from purple-gold to red was truly unfortunate.

If Kian Sterling knew, would he regret his past actions?

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