Chapter 488: The Execution
When Aldrian returned to his side, Emperor Herman was once again amazed. The sword did not reject Aldrian and allowed him to touch it. He knew how difficult it was to even lay a hand on that legacy artifact. Even Claude, to this day, still hadn’t earned the sword’s recognition.
"All is good. We’re good to go," Aldrian said.
"Alright," Emperor Herman replied, and they walked toward the exit.
As they walked, the emperor sighed inwardly. He hadn’t expected it to be this simple, or to take so little time. He thought Aldrian would cultivate here for days—maybe weeks, even months—so he had already prepared the place for a long stay.
But no. Aldrian had just stood there for less than a minute and—ta da—he broke through twice and seemed to have already stabilized his cultivation.
Whatever Aldrian’s body constitution or cultivation technique was, it was truly beyond comprehension. The emperor couldn’t help but wonder where Aldrian had gotten such a technique. There was no way the Flamecrest or Rivas family had anything like that. If they did, someone like Aldrian would’ve appeared long ago.
After they emerged from the secret passage and stepped outside, the emperor looked at Aldrian.
"Young Aldrian, let’s go to the imperial palace. I want to hear more about what you did in the Atria Empire. All I’ve heard so far is that you caused quite an uproar there, and I’d like to hear the story from you."
Aldrian smiled.
"Of course, Your Majesty. I’d love to tell you my story, but I hope you won’t be bored. I don’t think it will be all that entertaining."
"I doubt that," the emperor replied with smile, and they flew back toward the capital.