Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 7: 220: Above (2)

Book 7: Chapter 220: Above (2)

Within the Master Bedroom of the Demon Sage Tower, one could find an image of a man sleeping in the nude with his wife nowhere to be seen. However, the image Dyon saw was vastly different. Having sent a projection of himself into his inner world, he sat comfortably with Madeleine on his lap as he carefully prepared the Heaven’s Selfless Breath tea leaves.

Although he couldn’t physically enter his inner world himself, he was a god here. Creating endless clones was as easy as simply thinking it. Whether it be the weather or even the softness of the ground, he controlled it all. In fact, this control had skyrocketed after he ate the Martial Saint pill.

Madeleine rested her head on Dyon’s shoulder, wearing a thin, short silk gown that left little to the imagination. She watched Dyon prepare the tea with an interested expression on her face.

“Where did you learn the Dao of Tea?” She asked curiously.

Dyon smiled. “I wouldn’t call it a dao just yet, but the Evangeline character I spoke to you about before followed this path to a great length. I picked up a few tricks from her, but I’m sure she’d want to kill me if she saw how I was ruining these tea leaves now.”

Madeleine giggled. “Ah, you mean your rapist.”

Dyon’s face turned red, but he thickened his skin with a cough. When he had told his wives what happened, not wanting to hide anything from them, who knew that Clara would start laughing uncontrollably about how he had been date raped. Since when was such a thing a laughing matter? Now his innocent Madeleine had begun to make fun of him too, was there no justice in this world?

The soft peck of Madeleine’s lips to his cheeks made him feel better, though.

“I’ll teach that woman a lesson one day.” Dyon said through slightly gritted teeth. “First I need to climb to the third floor of the Demon Sage Tower.”

Dyon felt that he could already conquer the second floor, but the third was still beyond him at the moment. He suspected he would need to reach at least 500 000 000 jin of weight before he could take its trial with any confidence.

As he spoke, his hands never stopped. Although his Dao of Tea was unrefined and clumsy, he made use of his soul strength to forcibly limit the leakage of spirituality. By the time he finished, his tea would be about the equivalent of a 60% pure pill, which was good enough for his needs now. Unfortunately, even while being a God here, it still wasn’t to the point of manipulating these Planet Grade Tea Leaves at will. So, he could only settle for this.

Luckily, unlike pills, spiritual plants didn’t have a cap on how often they could be taken with the only exceptions being in incredibly rare cases. For example, a plant that could extend your life by ten thousand years could only be used once. But, in the case of these tea leaves, its benefit would only increase during prolonged usage.

Not only could these tea leaves help him enter the selfless state more easily, over time, it would become easier for him to slip into these states even without the leaves. Such was the benefit of naturally occurring treasures.

“Her appearance is really curious…” Madeleine mumbled. However, she felt that if she could think of it, Dyon could as well.

What she found truly odd was that her normally intelligent husband seemed to be at a complete loss in only this exact subject. She deduced that this had something to do with Evangeline’s actions.

Little Yin and Yang scurried around before finding their way to Madeleine’s palms. It seemed they liked being spoiled by her the most.

‘Every time I think about the mysteries of Evangeline, you two show up.’ Madeleine smiled knowingly, lightly petting their small heads. ‘You two don’t want me to figure it out, hm? Since that’s the case, I’ll leave it be.’

“Alright, done.” Dyon smiled lightly at his two completed cups of tea. Just their fragrance already made Dyon feel as though he was transcending to another Plane.

Soon, the husband and wife pair sat before each other on the lush green grass, an empty cup of tea before each of them.

Dyon suddenly felt his soul flourishing, an overwhelming spirituality he hadn’t felt since he took the Nine Cloud aphrodisiac.

Instead of being hindered by the fact it wasn’t his true body taking the tea, Dyon felt that the connection was deepened. It was as though being within his own inner world had amplified the feeling of the tea leaves. In fact, this wasn’t far from the truth. Dyon’s current method made it feel as though the tea leaves were being taken in directly to his soul!

This suddenly opened a new world for Dyon. If it was more efficient to take medicines and spiritual plants within his inner world, the effects in battle would be astounding.

Before he could follow this train of thought further, Dyon suddenly felt that his connection to the world had been cut off. He sank into a selfless state so deep that there was nothing in existence other than himself. It was at that moment that he appeared in a vast space once more.

Shockingly, this vast space was his own inner world, a place he was keenly familiar with. However, not only were the spiritual trees he had planted gone, Madeleine was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, all that stood before him was the looming shadow of his manifestation.

Standing at over one hundred meters tall, Dyon felt his heart quake in the face of his own inner self.

‘Is this really me? Why am I so nervous, then?…’