Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 128: Sage (4)

Jade was in no condition to move herself. By Dyon’s estimation, it would have taken her several years, even under the healing abilities of the life stone, in order to wake up.

The punishment Jade went through wasn’t small. She had experienced countless millennia of time within that ice. Due to the slowing effect, even Dyon didn’t know how much time she truly experienced. Her mind needed to rest and heal.

Therefore, Dyon was certain that she didn’t get up and leave herself.

Did someone kidnap her? Even more impossible. No one could simply enter and leave Soul Quadrant without Dyon’s permission. The only individuals who could be here were individuals that were here from the very beginning… Individuals like Evangeline who Dyon hadn’t seen ever since those matters surrounding the Nine Cloud Yang aphrodisiac ended.

Dyon suddenly remembered Rose, the little maid Evangeline had. Now that he thought about, she had disappeared too.

Why was Dyon so certain of this seemingly baseless conclusion? It was because he felt the precise moment Evangeline’s lifeforce disappeared. Whether he recognized her as his wife or not, her Primordial Yin was chained right beside Luna’s within his inner world. He knew the moment her life ended.

When he came here and saw Jade was gone, he understood it then… He understood why Evangeline said not to blame himself.

‘I need to know what happened… I need to know now.’

**

“No.”

Dyon’s veins threatened to burst. “I swear to god you old bastard sage, if you don’t remove that bullshit trial you set up I’ll make sure my and Amphorae’s children believe their grandfather is a lunatic for the rest of their lives!”

“You wouldn’t dare!” The Demon Sage’s eyes opened wildly, his spirit shaking with so much rage that it almost blinked out of existence.

“Try me!” Dyon roared toward his father-in-law. “You added those trials for next to no reason. You think I believe that you managed to pass the tests of a treasure from the immortal plane? What a joke. You couldn’t even save your own empire, now you want me to believe such nonsense?”

Dyon’s words were harsh, but he was peeved.

He came here and lowered his head, asking the Demon Sage nicely. He explained the situation and what was troubling him, yet this old man dared to say no to him?

After Dyon learned that the Demon Sage Tower was a war machine from the Immortal Plane, he knew immediately that the trials for each of the floors were bullshit. The Demon Sage only implemented them as one final ‘fuck you’ to Dyon because he hated his successor with every fiber of his being.

The only reason Dyon didn’t come to force the Demon Sage to lift the rules earlier was because he knew it wasn’t the right time for him to know the truth about Evangeline. But, the moment he finally pieced together that Evangeline was actually from an alternate timeline, he understood that he could now withstand the truth. In addition, Little Yin’s battle bloodline awakening gave him even more assurance, his mastery over space and time had reached a profound level.

Now, Dyon didn’t need to personally comprehend space and time, he could directly ignore them and rely on Little Yin whenever he wanted to use them.

But this bastard of an old man actually said no.

“You little shit.” The Demon Sage wanted to strangle Dyon but he still a spirit, and his soul was weaker than Dyon’s even in his prime. “You want your father-in-law to help you learn about a woman that isn’t his daughter?! Have you lost your mind?! Over my dead body!”

The Demon Sage started regretting not getting started on restructuring his body. He changed his mind completely now. He didn’t care if he had to rely on Dyon. He’d use this little bastard’s resources and reconstruct his body and dream of the day he could pummel him into the ground.

“You already are dead!” Dyon growled. “This woman is dead already too, yet you’re actually being this petty! It’s no wonder your wives hated you!”

“Y-y-you.” The Demon Sage trembled. “You’ve really pissed me off!” historical

“Pissed you off?! Maybe you should have treated your women better! Now you want to project your bullshit onto me!” Dyon’s eyes practically glowed red. “Unlike you, I can keep what’s in my pants under control, you “Demon Sage”. How about you focus more on the Sage part of your title and less on the Demon?!”

The Demon Sage had so much built up anger but nowhere to aim it. He could only roar into the skies with all his might.

In the end, it took Amphorae strong arming her father before he finally undid the trials, giving Dyon access to all 9 floors of the Demon Sage Tower. Then, Dyon renamed it the Sage Tower, taking out the Demon just to piss Sargeras off more.

Dyon hardly cared about the abilities of the 7 floors he had yet to touch. He didn’t hesitate to ignore them all and call out the tower spirit.

“Please show me what happened that night. I need to know.”

The tower spirit didn’t seem to have its usual bland, snarky response and simply went forward with Dyon’s request silently. Like this, flickering images began to form before Dyon’s eyes.

Finally, Dyon could see the events that happened that night as they occurred.