WHAT! I Have To Kill Heaven's Son To Live!-Chapter 134: Tell Me... What Artifact Did You Use?

If she were to cast a Memory Searching Spell on sect grounds, and that disciple happened to contact the elders using his Essence Token—or if they discovered it by any other means...

The sect might ignore the cry of an Outer Disciple under ordinary circumstances. But should they discover that she, a Supreme Being from another continent, had violated their territory with a forbidden magic spell...

They would see it as a blatant challenge to their sovereignty—like stepping into a dragon's lair and boldly daring to rouse it from slumber.

These proud Supreme Beings of this continent might turn a blind eye to the loss of a single life, but they would go to great lengths to defend their fragile egos.

They might even kill the boy themselves just to erase the evidence, and then accuse her of his murder. All to justify a political move—turning a guest into a foe and reducing the strength of her homeland.

After all, Supreme Beings were strictly forbidden from crossing into other continents without a legitimate cause. She had come merely to offer congratulations, a peaceful visit under careful watch.

"No, it's too risky. Better to act with subtlety." Her lips curled upward. "I'll let him reveal his secrets on his own."

And so, with a slow, deliberate wave of her hand, a glowing magic circle formed in the air before her.

In the blink of an eye, a delicate, butterfly-shaped mark materialized on Xue Taiyang's neck, invisible to the naked eye.

"There," she said with satisfaction. "This mark holds both the Monitoring and Recording Spells. Now let's see what truths he hides."

Then, silently, she returned to her quarters—her gaze now locked on the spiritual screen that projected every move of her unsuspecting subject.

Xue Taiyang, unaware of the surveillance, walked calmly back to his abode.

But it was when Cloudia—still in her human form, sleeping atop Reon—came into view that Elenora's eyes widened in shock.

"W-What?" she stammered. "That beast who fought alongside him against Yi Ran... she can take human form?"

That alone was shocking. A beast with such weak apparent strength should not have the power to transform—unless...

"Could she be from a Noble Lineage? Maybe... but even that wouldn't be enough for him to reveal his secrets," she muttered aloud, brows furrowed.

A flicker of jealousy tugged at her heart. "Tch... so young, yet already clinging to each other like lovers. The younger generation really doesn't know restraint these days."

"Humph! They ought to learn a bit of dignity from us," she said with a touch of pride, attempting to soothe the ache in her lonely heart.

Then, an unsettling thought struck her.

"Wait—there are no Noble Lineage Mist Cloud Foxes left in this world. That bloodline was believed extinct."

Her eyes narrowed as the pieces began to fall into place.

"The Mist Cloud Fox Clan lost its pure blood generations ago, demoted to servants under the Nine-Tailed Fox Tribe."

She paused, her mind racing.

"The highest known Mist Cloud Fox bloodline now is just the Unique-Lineage. So where did she get a Noble Lineage bloodline?"

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The answer came to her, sudden and startling.

"Don't tell me... she's a Dual-Bloodline beast?" Her eyes widened, then narrowed as a grin tugged at her lips.

"Hehehe... this is perfect." she whispered to herself, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "If that girl truly carries a rare Dual Bloodline, I can use this. Against him."

She chuckled, low and proud.

"Ah, Elenora... you really are too clever for your own good."

Without a second thought, she stood up and swiftly cast a teleportation spell.

...

Present time.

"You brat... you're surprisingly good at hiding secrets."

The voice was soft—mature, elegant—but it came from beside Reon's wooden bed.

His eyes snapped open, a chill running down his spine.

"W-Who...?" he whispered.

He sat up abruptly, jolting Cloudia awake. Still drowsy, she blinked sleepily—then, spotting a stranger, she shyly hid behind his back and swiftly shifted into her smaller, beast form.

Standing just beyond the bed was a woman—poised, radiant, and unfamiliar.

Her skin was as smooth as polished jade, her features refined and exuding a mature grace.

Long golden curls flowed down her back, while her emerald, deer-like eyes shimmered with a knowing amusement.

A graceful brow framed her gaze, and a serene, almost teasing smile played on her lips.

Reon's first thought was instinctive:

"Is this beautiful woman... one of the sect's Elders?"

Then, Luna's voice echoed within him, calm but alert.

"Master, this woman possesses immense power. Please be cautious."

"Of course I understand that," Reon thought grimly. "For her to appear in my room without even me realizing or unlocking the door... she must be at least a Elder—maybe stronger."

He considered activating Identify, but quickly dismissed the idea—someone at her level was far beyond the reach of that skill.

Reon rose from the bed and gave a respectful bow. "Greetings, Elder. May I ask who you are?"

Suddenly, her smile twitched. Her voice turned thunderous, laced with pressure that pressed against the walls.

"W-Who are you calling an Elder? I'm not even half the age of the Elders in this sect!"

BOOM!

The sheer force of her voice sent Reon flying back—until a gentle wave of energy caught him midair and placed him carefully on the ground.

"A-Ahem... my apologies. I forgot how fragile you are," she said with a slightly awkward chuckle. "Just call me Miss Elenora."

Reon coughed, stunned and speechless.

"Who is this crazy woman?" he thought. "She barges into my room, blasts me across it for calling her an Elder—and now wants me to act like nothing happened?"

But he couldn't just say that out loud to her.

He steadied himself with a deep breath. "Cough... Miss Elenora, may I ask again—who exactly are you? I don't believe showing respect is something Elders would take offense to."

Elenora blinked, then sighed with mild exasperation.

"Oh, right. I forgot—on this continent, anyone even slightly mature gets called an Elder. I'm still not used to that custom."

She crossed her arms and smiled. "Well, I'm not part of this sect, so no need for formalities."

Reon's eyes narrowed. "This sect...? Then you're from another sect?"

"Something like that," she replied lightly. Then her tone sharpened.

"Enough small talk. Let's get to the point—I'm here to ask you something."

She stepped forward, eyes gleaming with curiosity, her voice cool as ice.

"Tell me... what artifact did you use to defeat Yi Ran in that duel?"