P.S. My left eye hurts like hell and won't stop watering. The doctor said I'd overdone it and spent too long staring at a computer; there are bumps all over the inside of my eyelid. Now I'm typing with one eye shut. How depressing—I've become a one-eyed dragon! Please support Cultivation Chronicles of Explaining the Characters.
It was an interesting story. No, it was a family legend with a great deal behind it.
The Demon was named Stingberg Kertner. He claimed to be the 1,163rd head of the Kertner Lineage. Well, more precisely, he was also the only member the so-called lineage had left.
"We possess a sacred spatial bloodline. We're one of the most powerful Demon families..."
"Well, we used to be!"
Under Baal's stare, the Demon scratched his head and spoke with an awkward grin.
One thousand one hundred and sixty-three generations spanned tens of thousands of years. It was remarkable that this Demon family had survived for so long.
But that long passage of time had thinned the bloodline they took such pride in. By Stingberg's generation, it was only good for fleeing. Every other spatial ability had been lost.
"Our lineage produced several Legends. The third head, the seventh head, and the 234th head, who restored the family's fortunes, were all Primordial Legendary Demons!"
Stingberg's face shone as he recounted his lineage's glorious history, lost in its splendor.
"So the most recent one lived tens of thousands of years ago?"
The 234th generation was still impossibly distant, far beyond Baal's reach.
But then—
"No. There was one more Legendary Demon!"
Stingberg paused, sounding hesitant. For some reason, he seemed reluctant to mention this head of the family.
"Oh? Another Demon? Who was it?"
Baal grew interested. He leaned forward, plucked Bei'er from atop his head, where