“This is a Mid grade Fifth rank Attack Talisman with power that matches Mid-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivation,” Eris explained as she placed the talisman down, speaking to Lucian, who was examining his own talisman with curiosity.
“Isn’t this thing very costly? Why would he just give away something so precious to all of us?” Lucian asked with a frown.
Eris’s expression became serious, “Unlike when a Talisman Master uses rare and expensive Spiritual items to craft a high-tier Talisman with his relatively low Cultivation, this Talisman is different!”
She pointed to the softly glowing rune in the center and said, “Do you see this? That old man used this Rune to store his attack, just like the Blood Dragon sword I gave you.
At that time, my Cultivation was at the Mid stage of Nascent Soul, so what I created only had Early stage Nascent Soul Cultivation.
Considering that this Talisman has the power of Mid stage Divinity Transformation, that old bag most likely has Peak Divinity Transformation stage Cultivation.
Moreover earlier, I could faintly sense the Five Elements in that gaze, so I’m afraid he might already be half a step into the next stage… Fuck it…”
“What stage is after Divinity Transformation? And what Five Elements!?” Lucian asked curiously.
“The Primordial Spirit needs to comprehend Five Elements to transcend the Spiritual Origin Tribulations of Five Transformation to break through to Soul Integration stage.
Let’s not talk about such distant matter. What I’m afraid is that this old bag might already have sensed my and Iris’ real identities long ago…!” Eris eyes turned cold.
“Then why didn’t he try to do anything to us all these while?” Iris’s purple eyes suddenly widened, “Wait… Is he after that cursed–”
She abruptly stopped and her eyes flashed with irritation as she turned to Lucian’s left side where Sylvia stood quietly. She had been silently observing their conversation, not making a single sound.
“I’ve been meaning to ask why is this weird woman here? Who is she?” Iris turned to Lucian, her finger pointing at Sylvia, “She’s been following you around like a shadow since we boarded the ship.”
Lucian grinned mischievously and, before Sylvia could react, he wrapped his arm around her soft waist and pulled.
His Demon Bloodline almost erupted, but he swiftly restrained it.
Sylvia stiffened and ended up in his lap, nervously asking in a rough voice, “W-what are you doing?”
“She is my seventh wife,” Lucian said, staring into her veiled eyes.
“Huh! You!” Iris immediately stood up and jumped toward him, her fists pounded against Lucian’s chest repeatedly, “Seventh wife? How dare you take another woman! It’s not like I’m jealous or anything… You’re lucky I even acknowledge you at all!”
Each punch landed with increasing force, though Lucian merely grinned wider, which only fueled her fury.
Meanwhile, Sylvia didn’t attempt to move away.
Instead, beneath her mask, her beautiful silver eyes grew teary as she experienced warmth for the first time in so long that she had nearly forgotten what it felt like!
“Wait! 7th! You told me I’m 4th, then who is the 5th, then the 6th!?” Iris suddenly stopped.
She crossed her arms over her plump chest, tapping her foot impatiently against the deck, “Explain yourself…”
Lucian had a mischievous grin as he winked at Eris.
“Calm down dear,” Eris coughed and pulled Iris away from Lucian.
She had not yet revealed to her that the sixth one was her own mother. For now, she felt that now wasn’t the right time.
Eris turned to Lucian and spoke, “I’ve already checked that wrist band on Sylvia’s hand. Don’t worry, it doesn’t have any voice transmission type rune, but more like a location tracking device. Weishang or Scholar Zhu probably uses it to keep tabs on her.
Regarding her mask, it too is a Fifth rank treasure. I’ll attempt to break it without causing her any harm within the Tribulation Realm, so that the treasure’s owner won’t be able to sense.”
Lucian nodded, his hands softly caressing Sylvia’s hair.
Although she trembled and wanted to move away, with her Golden Core Cultivation it was impossible.
Moreover, a part of her wanted to feel this warmth a bit longer.
“Right! I almost forgot.. what was that mysterious energy I sensed earlier!?” Eris suddenly asked, “It was similarly profound like my cursed weapon, yet different somehow.
And now that I’m looking at you, I also can’t sense your Bloodlines anymore…!”
Without mentioning the System, Lucian gave a brief explanation of the origin of this treasure inside his Sea of Consciousness, “The blade part is yet to fully materialize. When it’s ready, I’ll show it to you.”
Iris looked between Eris and Lucian with suspicious eyes, “Why do you two seem closer now? Did I miss something while I was in seclusion?”
Eris coughed dryly again, and stood up, “You guys have fun. I’ll try to break through during these two months of journey.”
She adjusted her robes and headed toward the door.
Just as Eris was about to leave the room, Lucian heard her voice in his head, “Save some milk for your mother as well…”
A mischievous smile played across his lips as he replied, “Don’t worry about that… I’ll make sure your holes overflow…”
“Fufu… Oh and about what Weishang told you, I’ll verify it once we reach the capital of the Dynasty…”
As the door closed behind them, Lucian let go of Sylvia who immediately moved away from him.
“W-what do you mean by 7-7th wife?” She stammered.
Lucian turned to her, “If you want to escape once we’re in the Tribulation Realm, I won’t stop you. But with the Spiritual Beasts inside, I doubt you can even survive for a day. But if you become mine, I will help you in escaping the Crown Prince’s grasp.”
“But you’re much weaker than…” She hesitated, afraid he would become enraged and hit her.
“Right now, indeed I am. But soon, I’ll surpass them all…”
Then he moved his gaze to Iris and spoke in a lustful tone, “Come here…”
“Hmph!” Iris snorted, yet moved instantly.
“Kneel,” Looking at Iris’s delicious figure, his eyes glittered, as he parted his legs.
