Dyon’s expression was incomparably serious after he tortured the story out of Elder Nova. He only slightly relaxed after learning that they didn’t leave any other counter-measures behind.
However, how could Dyon’s “good” mood possibly last?
“My allies were meant to come the day after the original date of the auction, which just so happens to be the day after tomorrow.” Elder Nova sneered. “That old bat wouldn’t have the courage to tell them that she changed the original date.”
Dyon’s foot flew forward, slamming against Elder Nova’s chin before he buried his face into the dirt. Although Dyon didn’t have the ability to harm a dao formation expert, he could definitely humiliate one that didn’t have the ability to retaliate.
Elder Nova roar out like a ravenous beast, but that only sent a surge of pain through his body. He could only shiver in anger as Dyon grinded his face into the ground.
However, doing this didn’t make Dyon feel any better.
According to the original plans of Soul Market, the auction was meant to be held tomorrow, it was just that the now dead “Mother” had moved the date up because she had a gut feeling.
The good news was that the “Mother”, despite being right about her gut feeling, failed even after shifting the date up. The bad news was that she didn’t have the courage to tell her bosses her shift in plans because she was afraid that that would reflect poorly on her.
Think about it, how could a mere Cathedral steal children from the remaining 99 other universes? How did they deploy teleportation formation in their territory without ever being found out?
The truth was that there was no need to be “found out” or “steal” because those of the Energy Path were in on the plan from the very beginning. In fact, they would have enacted the plan themselves if it wasn’t for the fact they were using this universe as bait. They actually hoped that the existence of Soul Market would enrage the dregs of the Celestial Deer Sect to come out.
Those children stolen from their families were from impoverished areas with little to no protection. Those of the Energy Path would never give up their own children!
Dyon sneered. ‘You all gave your core techniques to be learned by those poor soul slaves, I bet you never thought that those techniques would now fall into my hands.’
After a moment, the panicked expression that Elder Nova hoped to see never appeared on Dyon’s face. Even as a clone, if you gave Dyon time to prepare, you were setting up your own downfall.
With the combination of the Soul Tome, the Energy Core, and the ridiculous amounts of soul energy in this universe, Dyon knew that his main body would recover in just a few hours.
Dyon realized that his encounter with Evangeline had given him more than he thought. He originally believed that it would take him months to recover, but suddenly, what should have taken months shrank to just a few hours.
It was at that moment that he had a thought that made his thought tremble.
When he had sex with Clara for the first time, they split the body kernel into yin and yang portions… The energy kernel, from Dyon’s observation, also had yin and yang halves… So, the question was, what happened to the yin half of the soul kernel? It was impossible for it to be in Dyon’s body, so who the hell had it?
‘Could it be that Evangeline fused with the yin portion?…’ Dyon’s eyes flashed with an indiscernible light.
This line of thought added more questions than answers. If she had the yin portion, how did she receive it? Was she from Dyon’s universe? Why hadn’t he met her before then?
Although this line of thinking made Dyon even more confused, he had to think of this as the most likely possibility. His soul had received too much of a boost for him to ignore.
Half-step transcendent or not, Dyon didn’t believe that was anyone in existence who could match his soul talent enough to boost it, yet Evangeline had. There was only one explanation for that.
Dyon thought of one more thing. If Evangeline was truly the wielder of the yin half, then it was likely she had sex with Dyon to help herself. After all, just as much as Dyon benefitted, she had to haveS as well.
Poor Dyon was still looking for reasons to explain away a half-step transcendent being in love with him. It seemed that the entity was correct, Dyon wasn’t as arrogant as he pretended to be.
However, almost in sharp contradiction, Dyon’s eyes still flashed. ‘Don’t think of escaping now that I have your primordial yin. If you dare think of another man, I’ll spank you into submission. No one can touch a woman I’ve claimed, half-step transcendent or not.’
Dyon removed his foot from Elder Nova’s face and picked him up, slapping his cheek as though it was an action of endearment.
“From now on, you’re my henchmen. You’ll watch from the sidelines as I destroy everything you and your people have built.
“Your life is no longer your own. Your thoughts are no longer your own. Your dreams, your ambitions, your hopes… None of them are yours.
“The moment you made me your enemy was the day you made the worst decision of your life.”
Dyon’s eyes blazed. Heaven’s blessings seemed to shimmer and twinkle on his caramel skin, giving him the presence of a God.
The crowd couldn’t help but acknowledge that Dyon was born to rule.