Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!-Chapter 269 - 266-Is Mentor Not Qualified?

"Huh? Where'd he go?"

Apollo looked around in confusion.

At that moment, the Blackgold Sovereign had already hurried to Velen's side, his tone lowered but urgent:

"Lord Velen, while it's true that Nikola's mentor may not meet the requirements to serve in your fortress… his grand mentor certainly does!"

He leaned in even closer, adding with calculated enthusiasm, "More than that, his grand mentor surpasses both me and Apollo in strength! When we ascend to the Upper Plane Universe… this could become a major ally for us!"

Blackgold Sovereign had been watching Velen's expressions closely. The moment he noticed the flicker of disappointment in Velen's face, he knew his moment had arrived.

Sure enough, Velen's eyes lit up again.

He'd been too focused on Nikola's direct mentor—how could he have overlooked the grand mentor?

A being whose strength far exceeded a Sovereign definitely qualified as a fortress servant.

"Blackgold, that's not a bad suggestion," Velen said, his mood visibly lifted. "You deserve a reward."

"You flatter me, Lord Velen," Blackgold Sovereign said humbly, though he could barely contain his delight.

Velen handed over a space ring and instructed, "Inside are some Invincible Upgrade Potions. Give them to Jerry—they'll rapidly boost his strength. Also, pass along this artifact. But listen—no matter how much he improves, make sure he hides his true power. Anastasia must not find out. Got it?"

Blackgold Sovereign accepted the ring, his face gleaming with satisfaction. With a triumphant glance toward Apollo, he turned and strode confidently toward Jerry.

"Jerry! Quit moping around with that guy," he called out. "Your mentor just scored you some Invincible Upgrade Potions!"

"What? Invincible Upgrade Potions?!" Jerry's eyes lit up in joy. "Mentor, you're the best!"

"That's right! Once you take them, your strength will skyrocket. We might even ascend together! As for Steven…" Blackgold Sovereign sighed exaggeratedly. "What a shame. Picked the wrong mentor. Such a waste."

With a final smug glance at Apollo, he led the elated Jerry away.

Damn it!

Apollo was fuming.

You really had to throw shade one last time before leaving?!

"Blackgold! How dare you mock me and disrupt my mentee's state of mind! This is outrageous!" he roared, his face flushed with fury.

Steven, completely demoralized, muttered miserably, "Mentor… I want some potions too…"

"Cry me a river! If you don't have any, then go snatch some!" Apollo snapped, barely restraining his anger.

Meanwhile, Velen turned back to Nikola with a serious expression. "Nikola, can you get in contact with your grand mentor?"

Nikola blinked in confusion. He still didn't understand where this was all going, but he answered honestly, "Lord Velen, I can't. I only know of his existence through my mentor. I've never had direct contact."

At that moment, a voice echoed in Velen's mind. It was the fortress guardian—One-Eye—his tone filled with excitement.

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"Master! If you wish to bring someone from the Upper Plane Universe, you don't need a projection or avatar. As long as you provide a target, I can reach them. I've already sensed two beings carrying the Fenrir bloodline in the Upper Plane Universe. Just give the word—I can drag them here right away!"

Velen's lips curled into a smile, his eyes gleaming with interest. He looked at Nikola and asked, "Nikola, do you want to meet your grand mentor—the one you've never seen before?"

"Meet my grand mentor?" Nikola looked completely dumbfounded. "Lord Velen… what are you saying? My mentor and grand mentor are both mighty beings from the Upper Plane Universe! Meeting them isn't something I can just decide to do!"

He was baffled by Velen's sudden line of questioning.

But Velen grew serious, locking eyes with him.

"I'll ask you one last time. Nikola—do you want your grand mentor to personally guide you in cultivation?"

"Yes!" Nikola didn't hesitate. "That's my dream!"

He had no idea what Velen was planning, but if there was even the slightest chance his grand mentor might mentor him directly, he would seize it. With such guidance, maybe he could soon break through to the Ascended Rank.

Within the fortress—

One-Eye's lone eye lit up crimson.

He raised his blood-red scythe and slashed the air. A jagged spatial rift opened instantly.

He then stabbed the blade into the floor and thrust his right arm into the void without hesitation.

—

Upper Plane Universe.

Wearing a golden mage robe, the Darknight Sovereign was solemnly instructing his disciple, Sivan:

"Never would I have guessed that someone with the Fenrir bloodline would appear in a lower realm. Sivan, you must protect my grand-disciple Nikola at all costs. Nothing must go wrong before his ascension to our plane!"

"Remember—if danger strikes, contact me immediately. I will send a projection avatar to rescue you."

"Understood, Mentor!" Sivan responded firmly, his eyes full of resolve.

Just then, without warning, a pitch-black spatial rift tore open directly in front of Darknight Sovereign.

An overwhelming force—a pressure so suffocating it felt like the void itself was watching—descended upon them.

Darknight Sovereign froze.

"Not good!" His voice trembled.

What was this monstrous presence?

"Mentor, what do we do?!" Sivan's face turned pale with terror.

"Run! That thing… it's a horror beyond comprehension! I may not survive this. But you—you must protect Nikola and carry on the Fenrir bloodline!"

His voice had barely finished echoing when a giant hand reached out from the rift and dragged him inside.

"NO! Mentor!!!"

Sivan stood frozen in place, too shocked to react.

When he finally came to his senses, he turned and bolted like a madman, his heart pounding.

Has someone finally made a move against the Fenrir bloodline?

No… I must contact Nikola at once. He has to stay low in the lower realms—if not, he won't survive what's coming!