Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Although improving your cultivation realm did improve your appearance, it was only insofar as your natural ability allowed to begin with. Obviously, not everyone would be as beautiful as Jasmine or Amphorae after they entered the dao realm.

This might seem like a meaningless topic, but it made Jasmine pause in her assessment of Dyon. Could it be that she was wrong in thinking he wasn't a dao expert? Even with his mask gone, she couldn't sense his cultivation due to the barrier of divine sense he had put up. This sort of doubt greatly benefited Dyon.

That aside, Ri was surprised as well. But, her thoughts were far different from Jasmine's. She was used to Dyon stunning her after he made a breakthrough. There was a reason why he had spent so long as a mere essence gatherer, yet never seemed to fall behind his wives in appearance. What she was more shocked about was just how he entered this form.

Ri was absolutely certain that this wasn't a disguise! It was Dyon's "true" form… Or, rather… It was one of his true forms?

What Ri didn't know was that Dyon could only so perfectly replicate the appearance of an Elvin Royal precisely because Ri was his wife. That was right… This appearance was thanks, in large part, to Ri's Primordial Yin! After breaking into the Celestial Realm, Dyon's comprehension of many things had skyrocketed. It seemed he could finally comprehend the uses of Primordial Yins.

Much like the other mysteries of the martial world, Primordial Yins were difficult to comprehend and make use of. Often times, a man could go their whole lives without ever understanding them at all, believing them to be cheap trophies they could lord over a woman.

But, in large part due to what Dyon believed were the actions of the Sovereign Flame, Dyon's understand of the world had reached a new level.

Primordial Yins weren't just a representation of a woman's virginity. If that was the case, then a Primordial Yin like Luna's wouldn't be able to fight against being taken. Their secret lied in half of their moniker, hidden in the word Primordial.

Some saw the word primordial as the representation of savagery or a time long past. But its core represented a beginning, a root, a quintessence. This was why Primordial Qi was capable of helping the celestial beast re elevate their bloodline!

Primordial Yins carried the secrets of a woman's Origin. Just like a Primordial Yang carried the Origins of a man. A husband and wife could use their Primordial Yins and Yangs to learn and grow together. But, that was only the tip of the ice berg. They could also use them to comprehend the Origins of their ancestors!

By stimulating Ri's Primordial Yin, Dyon was able to tap into the Essence of the Elves. This energy, so long as he wished to continue tapping into it, could change his bodily structure right down to the individual cell.

As things stood now, even if a transcendent descended from the immortal plane and used their Immortal Sense to scan Dyon, even they wouldn't be able to tell he was a regular human! Without fail, they would all believe him to be a Royal Elf.

Why were Clans so guarding of their daughters but much less so with their sons? This was the reason! If an Heiress married the wrong man, it was akin to passing down the very core of their Clan to an inferior being. How could they allow such a thing?

Although many had long since forgotten the root cause for how this culture became so ubiquitous, some of the larger Clans and Sects will always remember. Some of them even had special methods of their own to extract Primordial Yins that survived from the Chaos Era itself!

Of course, the worries of these Clans bordered on paranoia. The level of comprehension needed to accomplish what Dyon had was unfathomable. It simply couldn't be done without the help of the Heavens. Even Dyon, with all his intelligence, was completely stone walled before he fused with the Sovereign Flame.

But now… An entirely new world had been opened up to him.

"Now…" Dyon spoke lightly, his voice changing to soothe the ears of the two women by his side like a sweet summer's breeze. "… Shall we speak of cooperation?"

Although Jasmine was shocked by Dyon's appearance, it wasn't because of his elvin features. Due to the cloaking abilities of Dyon's mask, it was difficult to make out his attributes. He was only a vague image in their minds. So, no one knew any details about his appearance, whether that be the length of his hair or the sharpness of his ears. All of it was shrouded.

In truth, it was because of this reason that no one felt 100% confident in pegging Dyon as an angel despite seeing his wings. It was impossible to see through him when his mask was on.

[Cooperation…] Jasmine's voice was no longer as light and airy as it once was. Instead, it was replaced by a high-pitched grating noise that made those hearing feel incredibly uncomfortable. The only thing that kept her somewhat palatable was the fact her features were still beautiful.

However, as veins of black slowly took over her once healthy complexion, even that was quickly becoming insufficient.

"I have the ability to ensure that all of the resources of the Dark Ocean fall into our hands. But, in order to pull this off, it requires the Mist Clan being held off for 3 years. If we're even a single day short, everything will go up in smoke. The only person capable of helping us is you."

[And what do I receive in return?]

"I'll give you 5% of those resources."

[Just five percent?] Jasmine's grating laughter shook the castle. It seemed that even the world was beginning to lose its color. If Dyon didn't know any better, he would have thought that his Eternity Pupils had inadvertently activated.