In the end, Dyon could only push it from his mind. The best explanation he had was that the accumulation of soul talent had caused this morphing of his soul. It was just that this explanation was lacking… If it was really for this reason, why was his body still intact?
It had to be said that since Dyon began his journey in the martial world, his soul had always been a constant problem in that it grew faster than his body could handle. He thought that by absorbing the male portion of body cultivation talent that this problem would be solved, but for some reason he still felt that his soul was far more talented than his body.
For example, his body cultivation had stagnated for a while now. At first it was just because he was consolidating his realm, but now it was because he legitimately didn’t have the resources for continuing to cultivate a celestial level body. The kinds of spirit fruit he needed costed an astronomical amount, even for him.
In a way, he felt like his body cultivation talent was part of the problem. Every step for him was the equivalent of ten or twenty steps for everyone else simply because every percentage he improved was worth much for. It was like his body was the equivalent of a first grade expert, while everyone else was a 5th or 6th. Although he was stronger, it was harder to get there as well.
It was unfortunate, though. Unlike energy cultivation which had a very easily understood meridian number system. Body cultivation wasn’t so straight forward.
This realization made Dyon think of the Demon Sage again. If his information was correct, the rest of his inheritance was in Universe Chaos, the only uninhabited universe in existence. If Dyon wanted to leap over this hurdle of understanding, he needed to first receive the rest of that inheritance. Maybe he’d even find the information of runic vein theory he needed in order to utilize the dragon transformation technique.
It was at that moment that Dyon suddenly remembered something else, ‘The Demon Sage’s Tower… I’ve been so busy with so many things that I’ve yet to pass his test to gain full control of it…’
The tower was a supreme treasure that Dyon had received from the Demon Sage almost 16 years ago, now. Dyon faintly remembered that Demon Sage telling him that in order to gain full control of its upper floors, there would be a few more trials to pass.
Of course, directly after receiving this treasure, Dyon was forced to escape and fell into a coma for almost half a year. Then there was the Elvin Kingdom fiasco where he once again fell into a coma, and that led directly into his first campaign and the World Tournament, which unfortunately led to yet another coma. He really had to stop falling into comas…
Either way, now that Dyon had no choice but to stay here for a few months to keep up appearances, why not test out what these other floors could be?
The tower had been in Ri’s possession while Dyon was in his trial world because he wanted her to have protection, but now that she knew about Soul Market, she insisted on giving it to Dyon. Since she had bared her adorable canines, Dyon could only accept.
That said, Dyon would be lying if he said he wasn’t intrigued by the tower. It was able to completely ignore the spatial lock of dao formation level kitsune adept at Void Will even in its lowest state…
What other secrets did it have?
In the next moment, a massive tower fell with a loud thud before Dyon’s Master’s statue. It looked as domineering as ever, a pure black accented with fierce reds. It looked like the home of an overlord.
‘What’s this?’ The Archer suddenly asked.
‘This was part of the Demon Sage’s inheritance.’
‘Demon Sage?!’ By this point, the Archer was tired of being surprised. He almost felt gloomy about the kinds of people he was trying to compete with until he remembered the value of his own inheritance.
Although the Demon Sage came far before their time, his name reverberated as the most lamented death of a genius in the history of the Epistemic Tower. There weren’t many geniuses who others guaranteed would transcend, but the Demon Sage was one of them, until his life was cut short prematurely.
Dyon didn’t mind the Archer’s reaction. Instead, he wanted to speak to his master about something first.
‘Master, what’s with the Soul Rend quadrant?’
The 25th White Mother frowned. ‘What do you mean? Remember I told you, you’re still too young to seek out Leader’s Legacy World.’
Dyon shook his head, “That’s not what I meant.” He then began to explain all of his experiences with the 98th quadrant from beginning to end as he walked into the black tower, completely oblivious to the fact that the more he spoke, the more his master paled.
‘Soul Market? Soul Cultivation is banned? Soul Rending Peak is being controlled by Devil Path Cultivators?’ The 25th White Mother’s voice trembled with rage. She knew that the ally quadrant would suffer some hardship after they were destroyed, but she didn’t know that it would be to this extent.
‘Dyon, you have no idea how important Soul Rend Quadrant is to us. The Celestial Deer Sect is the mouthpiece for the Celestial Beast Clans. Celestial creatures need very special environments to grow, and only the soul energy rich Soul Rend Quadrant can provide that.
‘The home of the Celestial Beast Clans is in the Mystical World of Soul Rending Peak!’