Reaper of the Martial World

Book 10: Chapter 37: Headache (1)

“[One Above All]…” Dyon muttered to himself, the heat in his right eye continuously throbbing.

Above the Origin Technique grade? Dyon couldn’t wrap his head around such a thing.

Origin Techniques were something Dyon was very familiar with. For example, his Innate Aurora was one such Origin Technique. These were techniques so perfect that the Heavens accepted them as part of the Heavenly Law, allowing them to thus be passed down through the generations.

In truth, these abilities wouldn’t show their true strength until one transcended, which was the only reason why Origin Techniques that appeared on the Mortal Plane like the Innate Aurora or True Empathy seemed a bit … lackluster despite their strength.

However, even with this being the case, their existence was already enough to force many to tremble.

Aside from Soul Universe which had birthed several thousand Innate Aurora wielders, just how rare was the Innate Aurora? Even further, just how rare was the birth of a True Empath?

A more accurate gauge of the strength of an Origin Technique was Dyon’s own [Titan’s Emperor Will], an origin technique passed down with his Titan Diamond Body. Even the first stage allowed him to multiply both his energy and bodily strength by twenty!

Yet, [One Above All], according to his master, may be even above that.

“This is the technique your master wanted to become your strength.” Esmeralda said lightly. “But the requirements are simply too stringent. And, the pressure it places on your soul is beyond imagining. I didn’t have much hope that you’d be able to use it in the short term, but seeing you now… It may truly become possible.” historical

Esmeralda’s gaze failed to hide the worry hidden deep within her.

Back then, the only method she saw for Dyon to have a chance against The Entity was by using Faith. Only by uniting the mortal plane and holding its Fate in his palms would he be able to put up a fight.

However, even that didn’t fill her with much hope. Maybe if the Mortal Plane had been as large as it had been in the past, there would be a chance. But, long ago, The Entity had already seen through this possible hindrance to its plan.

If, in response to its threat, the Mortal Plane formed a Plane-wide alliance to combine their Fate, with the suppression the Heavens placed on its cultivation, even it wouldn’t stand a chance.

That was why it made use of the Dark Phoenixes. During those years, the near infinite number of universes and quadrants was slowly dwindled one by one until now there remained less than 2000 quadrants.

Even if Dyon gathered up all the Fate within them, would it be enough? Esmeralda was doubtful.

However, if Dyon could grasp even a small percentage of [One Above All]’s strength, even if Esmeralda would still be doubtful, at least the small light at the end of their path would be just that little bit bigger.

Dyon smiled. “There’s no need to worry, Master. If there’s even the smallest chance, I’ll grasp it.

“I’ve already been scouting the 99 universes for a very long time now. I know them as well as the back of my own hand. I will retrieve what remains of our Legacy and re-establish our Sect.”

Esmeralda smiled lightly, placing her small hand on Dyon’s cheek. Her gaze glowed with a motherly love that couldn’t hide her pride.

She hadn’t been able to do much for Dyon as a Master aside from setting him on the right path. In some ways, she felt she was undeserving to have such a bright light call her master. But she was also unwilling to miss out on this feeling. To her, the two most important people in her life were Zaire and Dyon.

Dyon grinned. “Also, Master, I have good news. According to the life cycle of the Epistemic Tower, the Valley of Geniuses of the celestial floors should open soon. If Uncle Master isn’t there, I’ll enter the dao floors and enter theirs.”

Esmeralda trembled. Dyon could feel the shake of her palm along his cheek.

Though Esmeralda felt she hadn’t done enough for Dyon, in Dyon’s mind, he owed her everything. If she had never taken him as a disciple back then, would he even be able to stand here today? No matter how much confidence he had in himself, it wasn’t to the point of foolishness. He understood his accomplishments had come with a great deal of help.

There was little else that made him as happy as making his master smile.

Taking a deep breath, Esmeralda soon regained her elegant air. Well, as elegant as a mature woman could be as she pinched the cheek of a young man she saw as her own son.

“You think you’re already old enough to tease this master of yours, hm?”

Dyon smiled, but didn’t say much despite his stinging cheek.

“You know, you’re still so silly despite having grown so big.” Esmeralda stopped playing around and began to seriously instruct Dyon. “I didn’t tell you this before because I assumed with your intelligence, you would have already seen through it. But…

“… Why are you struggling so much trying to find Divine Grade techniques when you have the Soul Tome? Did you think the Celestial Deer Sect’s library of techniques just appeared out of thin air? Most of them were shared with us by the Elves.”

Dyon choked on his next breath and almost facepalmed himself.