Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

Leo Reynold smiled as Das finally agreed to help the creator of the weapon spirits by stepping into the Spirit World. The weight of uncertainty lifted from the air, and the young monk exhaled with relief. Leo Reynold stood up, walking toward his daughter, who was still trying to process everything that had just unfolded. Her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes darted between Das and Reynold, uncertain about the future that had been laid out before her. Reynold gently placed his hand on her forehead. A soft golden light radiated from his palm, swirling around the woman like gentle wisps of divine fire. Her body trembled, and a gasp escaped her lips as she felt something awakening within her—something she had never known existed. Slowly, her wrinkled skin smoothed, her brittle white hair darkened into thick silken locks, and her hunched frame straightened with newfound vitality. She reached out, touching her face in disbelief as she realized she no longer felt the weight of years dragging her down. "W-what is this?" she whispered, her voice filled with awe. Reynold chuckled softly. "I have opened your meridians and activated the first chakra of life. Your latent potential has been unlocked, my daughter. You were never meant to live as a frail old woman. You carry the blood of two powerful lineages—the Aries and the Leo. It is time you embrace it." The young woman turned to Das, her eyes filled with emotion. "Father…" she started, but her words faltered. Das, who had always been her protector, the man she had called her father despite the truth, only gave her a gentle nod. "Go with him," Das said, his voice steady but carrying a weight of finality. "He will guide you, teach you, and make you stronger than I ever could. I have kept you hidden and safe, but you were never meant to stay in the shadows." She clenched her fists and nodded determinedly. "I will always remember you. Thank you for being my guardian angel." Reynold smiled at Das. "I promise you, Das, she will become one of the finest witches in the Spirit World." Das let out a deep breath, a burden finally lifting from his soul. "Then I can leave without regrets." Das spent the next day tying up all loose ends. His departure was imminent, and he knew that once he left, there would be no turning back. He ensured that capable hands took over the ruling of his lands, making sure that no chaos would arise in his absence. He visited the tombs of the women he had once loved, warriors who had stood by his side, only to fall in battles that had shaped his destiny. As he stood before each grave, he made sure their families and descendants would be taken care of. This was the least he could do for them. Standing before the Eden tomb, he clenched his fists, his heart heavy with sorrow. "I lived for power, but in doing so, I lost what truly mattered," he muttered to himself. "Maybe... this new world will give me a chance to live differently." By sunset, he returned to the meeting point where Reynold stood, his daughter by his side. The space around them shimmered unnaturally, as if the air itself were bending under an unseen force. A ripple in the fabric of reality formed, distorting the space like a wavering mirage. "It's time," Reynold said. Das hesitated for only a moment before stepping forward. But just before he could cross into the unknown, Reynold spoke again. "Das," Reynold said, his voice uncharacteristically serious. "Even I have never ventured into the Dragon Realm. That place is unlike anything we have seen." Das turned to face him. "Explain." Reynold crossed his arms. "The Dragon Realm is bound by animal spirits. Unlike the Spirit World's traditional cultivation paths, where wizards, charmers, and body mages reign supreme, the Dragon Realm is ruled by beast lords and demon monarchs. And right now, a Demon Prince has claimed dominion over it. The laws of power and cultivation are different there, and you will need to adapt quickly." Das listened intently, processing each word carefully. "My only advice is this—do not think and act with the values of Earth," Reynold continued. "Opportunities come rarely, so grab them by any means necessary. The path of cultivation is painful and tedious, and only those who dare to seize power will survive." Das smirked slightly. "You don't need to tell me twice." Reynold wasn't finished. "And one more thing—do not reveal your true strength. Fake it till you make it. The Demon Prince rules that realm, and if you want to rescue the creator of the weapon spirits, you'll need to play a long game. Be patient, be smart. Learn the ways of that world before making any moves." Das nodded. "Understood." Reynold reached into his robes and pulled out a small, glowing object—a pulsing, golden kernel that radiated immense energy. He tossed it to Das, who caught it effortlessly. The power within it buzzed through his fingers like a living heartbeat. "This is my final gift to you," Reynold said. "The Leo Spirit Kernel—the last weapon spirit of my family. With this, you will have one final trump card when the time comes." Das stared at the kernel for a moment before gripping it tightly. "Then I'll make sure it doesn't go to waste." The space ripple expanded, crackling with raw energy. Beyond it, a world unseen to mortal eyes awaited. Without another word, Das stepped through, his body vanishing into the unknown. The last thing he heard was Reynold's voice, carried by the wind: "Survive, Das. And when the time comes—change the world." The portal closed behind him, and Das was gone. — THE END — With this, my first web novel after a long and great journey with some of the best readers finally comes to an end. I want to give my deepest thanks to those who stayed with me throughout this adventure, encouraging and supporting me with your thoughts, discussions, and enthusiasm. A special thank you to Nosliw, ScorpiousMalfoy1981, @Ecom_Consultant_, taanish, abdulraseedh96, Ayush_Singh_3751, Ankit_Gupta_9584, and Ace1055. You have been amazing companions on this journey. To my best coin supporters—reggierea, Azael777, Daoist8jeCG, Edward_Darkstorm, Juveny, Howard_Gildson—your unwavering belief in my story kept me motivated to keep writing. A very special mention to Vic30 and als_sekiro24, whose insights and feedback helped shape some of the best moments of this book. There are so many of you whose names I cherish but haven't listed here because I want to see you all again in my next book, which is the continuation of this adventure. So, tell me—how many of you are ready for Brothel Manager 2 - In the World of Dual Cultivation? What do you want to see in the next book? 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