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The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 2500

This wasn’t the time to be hesitating..!

Watching as the golden-clad warrior slashed his blade at him, Gerald dodged with all his might and was only able to

avoid the attack by a hair’s breadth…! That was naturally not the end of things, and Gerald soon found himself

bolting about as he avoided the onslaught of slashes from the other golden-clad warriors.

He really was no match for this group of warriors at all.

As he continued dodging the attacks, one of the warriors’ blades of light collided against a scroll painting behind

Gerald and to the boy’s amazement, the blade’s energy was

completely absorbed by it!

“W-what on earth..?!” muttered the stunned Gerald as he turned to give the painting a good look only to end up

feeling chills run down his spine.

While he was sure that there had only been a single person within the scroll’s pavilion before this there were now

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two! In fact, they seemed

to be enjoying some tea together.

To make matters even more shocking, Gerald suddenly heard Finnley’s voice in his mind, saying, ‘Stop staring at the

scroll and get in already. If you don’t come quick, I won’t be able to save you!’

Realizing that the golden-clad warriors were now charging toward him again, this time in formation, Gerald

ultimately exclaimed, “F*ck it, there’s no time to waste! Fine, I’ll take a risk…!”

Following that, he transformed into a faint beam of light before diving right into the painting.

It didn’t take long for the boy to appear in the painting and shortly after, he felt like he was falling rapidly!

Before Gerald could even reposition himself, he had already crashed onto the ground! This startled the nearby

cranes, and they quickly flew off in all directions.

Oddly enough, Gerald felt no pain from the fall…

Slowly getting up, Gerald looked around and he was greeted by an almost paradisiacal scene.

Before him, was that pavilion again, and sitting in it was Finnley and a white-haired old man, both enjoying some

tea…

Upon seeing Gerald, the white-haired old man nodded at him with a grin before saying, “Not

bad.. It truly appears that your disciple possesses the Herculean Primordial Spirit, Brother Quick! To think that he

was able to not only penetrate my Realm in the Sleeve, but also enter my mansion!”

“Quite the flatterer you are, Zearl!” replied Finnley with a laugh.

“Who is he, Finnley…?” asked Gerald once he had collected his thoughts.

Anyone outside the painting had a pretty slim chance of survival, and even Gerald had nearly been trapped in the

Realm of the Sleeve before this… With that in mind, Gerald couldn’t help but wonder how high Finnley’s cultivation

actually was to not only be able to go through all that, but also wait for him within the painting.

The white-haired old man was another mystery.

For one, Finnley had called that man a Zearl, and Gerald had to admit that the elderly man certainly looked godly.

Regardless, Finnley simply shook his head before replying, “Seriously? Didn’t you come over to look for Mr. Zedd

Burns, Gerald?”

“W-what?! You’re telling me that he’s the headless general?!” exclaimed Gerald, understandably flabbergasted by

this turn of events.

The headless general looked completely different from what he had imagined.

“That was my title a long time ago.. Back then, I was truly obsessed with my cultivation, to the point where I chose

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to be reborn just to have it enhanced! Alas, that greed landed me in my current state! Regardless, if you’re

confused by this form, know that I’m the last thought of my soul… I no longer have a body, you see, and I can only

make this angelic artifact of a painting my home!” explained the smiling old man.

Naturally, Gerald was shocked to hear that. So he really was the legendary Zearl…!

Seeing how flabbergasted Gerald still seemed, the old man then added, “The only way my thought of soul has

survived this long is due to the help of this angelic artifact… If I were to leave, then my cultivation would truly be

lost forever! Either way, since I had decided to live

in this place, I naturally had to ensure that those with bad intentions would never be able to locate me! It’s the

reason why there are corpse formations above ground, and the

Realm in the Sleeve underground”

“Even if someone bad managed to find their way into this room, they’d still have to defeat my Beadation Warriors

first, and that’s impossible no matter how high one’s cultivation level is!” explained the old man, prompting Gerald

to nod firmly.

True enough, had Finnley not told him to leap in, Gerald was pretty sure that the warriors would’ve ended him by

now.

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