Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 7: 218: Innocent (3)

Book 7: Chapter 218: Innocent (3)

Long after Dyon had left, the geniuses stood in the castle hall with ugly expressions on their faces. Because all of the keys were gone, not only would they not be able to enter the third phase, but the second phase had closed too, barring them from contending for any of the remaining treasures here.

Deep seeded rage burned in their eyes. They were all geniuses, used to living with their noses angled high, when had they ever suffered such a loss? Even in the face of True Gods, especially not those so far below their cultivation level, they wouldn’t suffer such a devastating blow.

Kali’s regret was only further multiplied at this point. She had thought that she could console herself by making some small gains here, she had even gone all out against those puppets outside, yet this was the result. She got nothing, all because she was foolish enough to look down on a True God.

True God Tatsuya suddenly started laughing. His body was bloodied and mangled in many placed, but his eyes burned like eternal embers. This level of injury could only be expected. Despite being a True God, they did have to fight against a pseudo-dao puppet, after all. But, to think that they would get nothing.

Unfortunately for them, the black-armored guardian was forced into hibernation just seconds after Dyon took the last key, so none of them comprehended the kind of prowess he had. Plus, the wounds the hall had suffered from the battle had healed. All of them believed that Dyon had simply strolled in, taken the keys, then left. This only made them angrier.

“Good…. Good…” God Goldeen mumbled to himself, a sinister and horrid aura emanated from him as the flames that coated his golden hair flickered wildly. He had been entrusted with an incredibly important mission, but to think he would have failed so miserably.

The Sovereign Flame wasn’t ranked first in offensive power, nor was it some magical alchemic flame, but it held a value that was unimaginable. Simply put, if God Goldeen knew that this Mystical World would open in his lifetime, even in the face of his shrinking potential, he would have never broken into the celestial realm before getting his hands on it…

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Months passed at a blinding speed. Well, they did for Dyon, anyway. For the other geniuses, it was mind numbingly slow.

Some only wanted these events to hurry and come to an end. After all, it was impossible to find any more treasures on the ground with so many pseudo-dao beasts running around, and they had already lost out on the second phase. Many could only give up and be content with the gains they already had while they hid.

For another, slight majority, group, they had already begun looking for the third phase castle. They didn’t care what they had to do, they’d force True God Sacharro to cough up the keys he took.

Dyon, however, couldn’t be bothered to care.

During the first four months, he only focused on stabilizing his cultivation. Making use of his silver mirror constitution, he tempered and increased the density of his energy. By the end, due to his additional 9 meridians, he had more than twenty times the energy another regular peak saint would have, even if they filled their 108th meridian. Of course, this didn’t include his inner world.

By the end of that fourth month, Dyon felt that he could break into the celestial realm whenever he wanted, but he didn’t do so. Something was nagging him at the back of his mind, telling him it wasn’t time yet.

Whenever he thought of breaking through, he’d get an unbearable itch in his eyes. After this happened repeatedly, he began to tie this to his Eternity Pupils. Could it be that the lines of karma he could see when they activated were guiding him toward a better path?

Dyon had no way of knowing that this was not even half the story. His Eternity’s Balance constitution might have been pushed to an otherworldly level due to him stacking three of them, however he wasn’t at the point of being all seeing. These things simply tied back to Evangeline in a way he had no chance of grasping…

After discarding the idea of breaking through for maybe the millionth time, Dyon could only sigh to himself. How could he not know that the other geniuses were likely plotting against him now? If he broke through, they wouldn’t even be able to touch the hems of his clothing. Maybe only a True God of the peak middle celestial realm – the 6th celestial stage – could give Dyon some competition at that point. Considering both Titus and Falkor were still in the lower celestial realm, they wouldn’t be a problem.

Yet, at such a crucial time, a mental block had come up on the idea of the breakthrough. Although Dyon didn’t know this now as he complained to himself endlessly, he’d be blessed beyond belief for the decision he made during these days.

When the fifth month started, Dyon finally focused on refining the Golden Yacht. It was then he learned that he had severely underestimated this supreme grade treasure once again. He had thought that it would take days to refine, but, unexpectedly, he took the entire month. He wondered how Clara had refined the supreme grade Dome he gave her, but what he didn’t know was that she hadn’t refined it entirely. In fact, it was impossible for a saint to fully refine a supreme grade treasure. Only Dyon would be capable of such a thing.

By the end, he felt completely drained of energy and fell into a deep sleep.

When he awoke, he found that half of the sixth month had already passed. But, he was pleasantly surprised to find himself slightly drooling on Madeleine’s lap.

Madeleine giggled lightly. “You finally woke up.”

Seeing the wife he had spent so many years worrying about awake and in such high spirits, Dyon couldn’t help but push himself up and grab onto her hips.

“Hold on,” Madeleine said in mock resistance, as Dyon’s lips kissed along her neck, “Yandevere and Sabona will hear.”

Dyon grinned, purposely not putting up a concealment array, “Let them hear then.”

Soon, the Demon Sage tower was filled with the sound of pleasurable moans, Lilianna’s groaning, and the faint blushes of innocent ears.

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