Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 11: 100: Disdain (3)

Book 11: Chapter 100: Disdain (3)

“Do you feel it?”

Alauna’s face constricted, he jaw tightening and her brows furrowing.

Dyon had brought her to the trial grounds and allowed her to experience the world suppression on her own. His question was more so his way of expressing worry than anything else. It may have been easy for him to defeat his daughter in meaningless competitions, but he knew first hand how oppressive this world suppression was.

Still, maybe due to being the offspring of a Heaven’s Child, Alauna’s reaction was as severe as even Dyon’s own. Though her cultivation was also suppressed, it was only to the lower Dao Realm while Dyon’s had been suppressed all the way to the lower Celestial Realm.

That said, Alauna was a true Supreme while Dyon had yet to breakthrough and become a Higher Existence for fear of being repelled by the Heavens.

“This really is another world?”

“Yes. This place has a hard block on anyone above the Dao Formation Realm. But, I have some minor control over its suppression so it’s enough to let you in.”

Alauna’s brows raised. “Doesn’t that mean that a traitor to a world could easily backstab their people?”

Dyon smiled somewhat bitterly. “It seems you understand even without me telling you directly.”

“Should… Should we be worried?”

Alauna knew of the kind of enemy her father had to face hidden within the inner shell of Earth. But, she could have never expected that even before stepping forward to defeat The Entity, another challenge would appear.

“With me here, there’s never anything to worry about.”

Dyon rubbed his daughter’s head. In that moment, all the pain and suppression she felt entirely vanished. She felt endlessly comfortable.

“I didn’t bring you here so that you could share this burden. It doesn’t matter what enemy lies in wait, you can trust me to handle it. I brought you here only to broaden your horizons.”

Alauna’s eyes uncontrollably watered for a minute, unable to hold back the sweetness in her heart. But in the end, she managed to nod.

“I want to do something unprecedented, but I don’t have enough knowledge to do it. This world may be a first step toward that.” Dyon said slowly, removing his hand from his daughter’s head.

“What is it?”

“Can you feel it?” Dyon asked again. “If you wanted to concoct a pill here, what would you do?”

For a moment, Alauna didn’t understand the question. Wasn’t concocting a pill easy? With her proficiency, she didn’t even strictly need a cauldron either.

However, the moment she acted on those impulses… She suddenly realized that something was wrong.

“… I can’t?”

Her words seemed to question herself. She couldn’t understand just what was happening.

“The laws of this world are completely different. The heavenly herbs are different, the evolutionary pathways are different, there aren’t even carbon-based lifeforms in this world.

“Our techniques of separation, of grafting, of extracting and expelling. None of it works here.”

Alauna could hear the frustration in her father’s voice. But at the same time, there was an underlying unyielding command that almost sneered. His intentions were clear. Her father had every intention of subduing this world completely.

“The theory of array alchemy we’ve learned, that I’ve taught you, are supposed to a flawless foundation. It’s supposed to allow us to comprehend herbs we’ve never seen before and concoct pills that we’ve never conceptualized. But the reality is that it’s flawed, it’s much too flawed.

“When I first saw the [Dao of Array Alchemy], my first thought was of how arrogant such a title was. It’s only now I knew how ridiculous it really was to do such a thing.”

“Dad…” Alauna interrupted. “… Wasn’t Array Alchemy created in our world? Other worlds likely don’t have it.”

Dyon nodded. He knew that the aurora was created by the old man’s first disciple, following with array alchemy was also created by him.

“You mean to say that it’s fair for it to be called the Dao of Array Alchemy since it was only meant to encompass our own world to begin with, right? But I don’t see it that way.

“Array Alchemy is an attempt to snatch victory from the jaws of Fate. Its core is Creation itself. At its highest levels, it can not only concoct pills, but create the heavenly herbs the pills are concocted from. Such a lofty ideal couldn’t possibly be limited to one world.

“Yet, even now, the limit of Array Alchemy is the creation of Grandmaster Grade Herbs. I have no ability to create even Comet Grade Herbs, let alone Immortal Grade Herbs. The distance from the peak of this world alone is too far away, forget about the peak of everything.”

Alauna giggled. “Dad, most people can’t even create common grade herbs. You’re the only one who can create even Master Grade herbs, but you’re still complaining.”

Dyon shook his head, pinching his daughter’s nose lightly. “After slaving away for 80 years, the Grandmaster Grade is still my limit. That’s too pathetic. Before that, I was even worse, only able to create Common Grade Herbs.”

Alauna pouted. “Then what does that say about me?”

Dyon grinned. “That just means you’re still worse than your old man, no?”

Alauna slapped Dyon’s hand away from her nose, huffing with indignance.

“This is the key.” Dyon suddenly became serious, an imposing might spreading from his limbs. “You’re my daughter… I want you to see this first step. I want you to see what it means to disdain everything.”