Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer
chapter-890

Sam tried to fish some more information to find out the location of the woman Watt is involved with.

But it is a bit difficult. They knew that woman is free, but nobody knows where she is.

Sam doesn't exactly know what the barbarian laws are and he cannot ask them which would blow their cover.

But she managed to stay safe, out of confinement, and even buy some time for Watt, if she can do all this, the laws must be very generous.

For the first week, they blended into the area as Sam made a few trips and brought all the Dragon hawk tribe people here and merged them into the city.

They got into different jobs trying to blend in and one must say that they did a really great job.

This is too bad that the Kala tribe doesn't have any rivals and the tribe itself is completely dominating the place. Otherwise, Sam would have taken a more straightforward approach.

And this time there is a special condition attached to the request Watt made. He has to make sure they lose their pride. Completely stripped and they should feel helpless like they are some kind of playthings that Sam could do whatever he wants.

So, he needs to get the information on the city's circumstances and also happenings within the estate of the Kala Tribe, which he might be able to take advantage of. And the shadow mice focused on the inner workings of the tribe, while Sam and his subordinates are focused on the workings of the city.

While the infiltration and information gathering is in progress, somewhere within the Kala tribe's main estate, Watt is bound to his chair with all his wounds scabbed a bit on a top floor of the tower. A young Barbarian man who is an Astral Plane cultivator came in and took a look at him.

"You are a human right? Where are you from?"

The Barbarian asked Watt as he took a chair for himself and sat down.

"Why do you care?"

"It is not that I care, I am curious. Do you know what pride and honor mean to barbarians? I, as an astral plane cultivator, has to come by myself to catch a Consummate level cultivator. I mean, you are not even a peak stage cultivator. You are only level-8.

How are you so strong? And what is that weird board of yours that you are flying around on? We couldn't use it."

"Well, it is useless to know where I am from, as for that board, you would never be able to figure out what it is and how it works with your muscle brains. But I do have one piece of advice though, you better not let anyone move around the city with that."

"Why?"

"Because the one I sent a message to is actually the one who made it and he really doesn't have the best of the tempers."

"You said it is your friend, is his name, Sam?"

We got the news from Goddess Hel, the same Goddess who told us about you.

Your friend is not only coming to take you back, but he is also trying to get his hands on our Tribe's heirloom.

I am really curious what is the connection between the god who rules realms and your human friend?

It doesn't make any sense."

"I don't know what their relationship is, in fact, I don't care. If I were in your place, I would do one of these two things.

One, I would prepare for a war and defend myself as much as I can, or two I would pack my things and get the fuck out of this realm as fast as I can."

"That is funny, you are the one that is bound and you are threatening me that I would die here?"

"We have one hundred and thirty-two Astral Planet cultivators in the city. We can kill him in a heartbeat."

"Yeah, sure you can."

"From what you told us, you said it yourself. He is stronger than you, but only a bit. The most he would be is an Astral Plane cultivator. It is one versus one thirty-two."

"Yeah, yeah. Just wait for a month or two. You would be able to see what I mean."

"Month or two. Shouldn't it be faster? Since you are his friend and you are trusting him so much."

"The later he comes, the more assured I am."

These kinds of talks happened over and over again for the next one month.

Sam settled into the city nicely along with the rest of the subordinates.

They bought a few houses in different areas of the city and there is one underground base under a house in the outskirts where Sam lived.

There is a map of the city on a large board and Sam is inside the room with four of his subordinates who are the team leaders of the four teams he created with the subordinates in the city.

He is explaining their current status to them.

"Just from looking at this data, I am already missing the Starbow Family.

From the estimation of the shadow mice, there are around one hundred and thirty Astral Plane cultivators, and most of them are at Initiation and around four to five of them at the Astral Pre-transcendent stage.

And more than seventy of them live within the large estate and the rest of them live over the city.

Apart from that, there are hundreds of Consummate stage cultivators, and the weakest person in the city is the Pre-Transcendent stage.

Now, do you guys have any updates regarding Watt's lover?"

"Yes, we do. We managed to get some information and some people are suspecting that she lives in the slums with her personal guard.

There is an old man and a woman who is moving around within the slums, according to the kids who laze around every day.

From what we observed that guy seems to be guarding her. We don't know why she is hiding, but every guy that tried to behave funnily with her disappeared."

"Then why is the Kala not reacting to this?"

"We don't know about that, I think it would be better to send the shadow mice and confirm if they are who we think they are."

Sam nodded and then continued with the rest of the plan.

"The first step in the plan would be to make them know about their presence while not deliberately showing our presence. They should suspect our presence but shouldn't be able to confirm it.

The second step would be to create a fear of the unknown.

The third step would be to wait for the counterattack and show them that it is futile.

The fourth step would be to go and rescue Watt after utter destruction.

But before we proceed with any of these steps, I would like to talk to that woman, she is the only one that could give us the necessary information.

I only have vague ideas of the barbarian laws, from what I learned it is actually a pact between the tribes.

The woman who is the last member of the direct bloodline of the tribe managed to get her hands on the thing that made the Kala tribe to hold back against her and let Watt live.

So we have to find out and talk to her about how much the tribe can tolerate and how far we can push in the first three steps."

The meeting is over and everyone went to do their tasks.

For the first step they need to make the advance preparations and it doesn't change no matter what answers they got from that woman.

That night, Sam wore his black cloak and left to the slums.

The shadow mice brought some information and it really seems like they found her.

He entered a house which is on a corner of the desolate street.

When he entered the house, he saw a woman sitting on a bed while she looked at the horizon through the window.

"It is not that good view. So much that you became mesmerized."

Sam said casually as he took a seat on the chair.

"Uncle Black."

She called and an old man entered the house with a spear and when he looked at Sam he was stunned too.

He couldn't sense Sam's cultivation and this made him feel even more cautious.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Well, I don't know if you guys heard of me, but I am Sam."

The woman was even more shocked and almost shrieked.

"You are Sam? Watt's friend?"

"It seems like you do know of me."

Uncle Black relaxed a bit, but he still kept the spear aimed at Sam.

"How can we trust you? We heard that the Kala tribe also knew about this friend. You must be someone trying to trick me."

"I don't know what anyone would gain from tricking you, particularly when the Kala tribe is not even keeping a strict eye on you. But I might have a way or two to prove it, but I am sure he should have said that something that could help you identify me, so ask away."