Birth of the Demonic Sword

Divine Demon's inheritance had given Noah a large stash of potions and pills that targeted the three centers of power.

However, Divine Demon had kept everything in the sixth rank and above with him when he ascended, leaving only the resources up to the fifth rank in his inheritance.

Yet, the resources in the heroic ranks were limited, Noah only had a few pills and potions in the fourth rank.

As for those in the fifth rank, he only had three of them, one for each center of power.

Noah treasured them, they could act as lifesavers in situations that would inevitably lead to his death.

Nevertheless, he had decided to take one of them out in the separate dimension hidden under the mystical fog.

Noah didn't accept to remain trapped for centuries in that poor environment, but he didn't delude himself into thinking that he could survive the Tribulations by himself.

He needed the help of the two rank 5 existences that had once been the leaders of the unorthodox sects of the Papral nation.

His space-ring was a rank 6 inscribed item, and its spirit automaton could evaluate a countless number of resources, as well as how effective they could be in certain situations.

Noah had summoned it to analyze Dreaming Demon's condition, and its diagnosis dictated that only a rank 5 medicine that targeted the sea of consciousness could fix her issue.

'This could save my life one day, but I would be forced to stay in this place for centuries if I don't use it. It's just a matter of staying true to my individuality. Resources are just a tool on the path toward power.'

Noah suppressed the remaining traces of hesitation inside him and opened the bottle while turning it upside down.

The bottle seemed empty, but both Noah and Flying Demon could sense that a warm and invisible substance fell on Dreaming Demon and enveloped her sea of consciousness.

Flying Demon gasped at that sight but forced himself to remain silent.

It was as if he was worried that the slight sound might affect the process.

On the other side, Noah completely focused.

Awakening Dreaming Demon was a risk, he didn't know her personality nor her actual power.

He didn't even know if her abilities worked in that place!

However, the separate dimension was too large, and searching for the exit through the barrage of lightning wasn't possible.

He needed her skills to discover the location of the exit.

Dreaming Demon's eyelids twitched as the invisible substance healed her anthropized mental sphere, and a soft moan resounded in the hall.

Flying Demon's tired eyes had widened when he heard her voice again after such a long time, and his whole body trembled when he saw his lover opening her eyes.

Tears fell from his eyes and cracked the skin under them as they traced wet lines across his face.

His body was so weak that even pure tears of joy wounded it, but he didn't seem to care.

His gaze was fixed on the woman that was slowly straightening herself and analyzing her surroundings with a confused gaze.

Dreaming Demon's eyes first noticed Noah staring at her with a cold gaze, but they then landed on the skeletal elder seated on the floating throne.

Her confusion seemed to increase when she saw Flying Demon, but she didn't move her gaze from him.

Clarity slowly returned to her expression, but it was soon replaced by sorrow.

"Arthur, what have you done?"

Dreaming Demon spoke, and her broken voice anticipated the arrival of her tears.

Yet, Flying Demon's mouth formed an ugly smile as he gave an honest answer.

"Everything I needed to do to keep you alive."

The sides of Flying Demon's mouth cracked when he smiled, his body wasn't even able to endure such a natural expression of happiness.

Dreaming Demon stretched her hand toward her lover, but she quickly retracted it.

She was too worried that her simple touch would be enough to make Flying Demon's body crumble.

The duo stared at each other in silence, and their expressions radiated countless emotions.

Noah closed his eyes for a moment when he saw the scene of their reunion, and two pills had appeared in his hands when he reopened them.

"Heal, catch up, make up for the time lost. We'll face the Tribulations when you are ready."

The two pills were rank 4 drugs that targeted the body and dantian, and Noah threw them on the large bed as he said those words.

Then, he flew away from the castle and left the two lovers alone.

He had given the two rank 5 elders everything they needed to recover, but he couldn't do anything about their individuality.

Dreaming Demon had only slept for that period, but Flying Demon had sacrificed his body for a thousand years.

That process was bound to leave lasting cracks in his personality, and it would be up to him to face and solve them.

'They'll heal faster in each other's arms. I can't do anything else for them. Also, I need to focus on myself.'

Noah thought as he flew toward a random area in the prairie at some distance from the castles and landed on its fake terrain.

Giving orders to rank 5 existences, using his stash of potions to heal them, and his resolution to face the Tribulations instead of waiting weren't only decisions taken due to that situation.

They were expressions of his individuality and his growth as a cultivator.

He would have never given up on such precious drugs when he was only a lone cultivator, and he would have never chosen to take the dangerous path when a safe one was available.

Those decisions showed what he was slowly becoming as he explored his depths, and as he absorbed the laws of the darkness element.

His bloodline gave him the pride of a leader, which allowed him to see benefits that empowering his organization could bring.

His unwillingness to be suppressed and his anger toward Heaven and Earth led him to challenge the Tribulations, even if his power didn't seem able to defeat them.

Those decisions ultimately affected his mindset that reflected its insights on his dantian.

Noah had instinctively flown in that empty area since his body had noticed the changes inside his dantian before his mind could.

Gaseous "Breath" kept on accumulating inside his dantian, and a large amount of the laws that the darkness element carried began to fuse with its walls.

Noah felt the absorption speed of his cultivation technique increase before stopping all of a sudden.

The muscles on his low waist churned and squeezed his dantian, which began to contract.

The gaseous "Breath" inside his center of power condensed and started to transform.

Little by little, the black shining cloud inside Noah's dantian became a slim black drop that radiated a sharp pressure.