Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 9: 171: Gates (1)

Book 9: Chapter 171: Gates (1)

“Mm…. mm mm… hm…”

Dyon held Madeleine’s waist close to his torso, so closely in fact that it was as though he was determined to meld her body into his own.

A faint translucent liquid fell from between her legs, and considering the panties hung from a single slender leg’s ankle to the side, there was nothing left between it and the floor below.

Madeleine could feel Dyon deep inside of her, but their movements were shallow and intimate. If it wasn’t for the slow grinding rotation of their hips, one would almost think that nothing too lewd was occurring.

A part of her yearned for the speed to increase, but another enjoyed Dyon’s gentle but firm caressing. The feeling of his body pressed flush against hers, of his hard, toned torso opened to her every touch and pleasure, it filled her with an endless contentment.

‘You really want me to represent the Flaming Lily Sect and not the Mortal Alliance?’

Madeleine sweet voice filled Dyon mind. She couldn’t bear to remove her lips from his, to untangle her tongue from his own, so she simply sent her voice in this way.

When Dyon came to ambush she had been dealing with Sapientia related matters in their new large territory. As much as Dyon wanted to, he couldn’t just ship all Sapientias out. He could only force them to destroy their glasses after he took hold of all their means of possible communication with the main Clan.

Plus, he was beginning to feel that his prejudice against the Sapientia might lead to results he wouldn’t like to see the fruit of. It reminded him too much of racial bias. If he allowed that sort of mentality to seep into his Mortal Alliance, it would fester uncontrollably. This wasn’t something Dyon wanted to see.

Since only key Sapientia were at fault, Dyon decided to only punish them and slowly integrate the rest into his society. The Sapientia were cultivating talents of their own, the only reason this wasn’t displayed was because of the strict neutrality they imposed. Maybe if Dyon could change this, they could become a strong fighting force for him.

Plus, the Sapientia housed a wealth of knowledge. Dyon would never assume himself to be infallible. Their contributions to the Mortal Library would be indispensable.

In the end, Madeleine’s role became leading them much like Ri took hold of the elves, Amphorae took hold of the Pakals, and Clara oversaw the mortals.

Though, Amphorae was quite reluctant to do much at all for the Pakals. Unfortunately, the Demon Sage was still rebuilding his body. And since he needed to share the Soul Tome with Esmeralda, Dyon’s master, it was taking some time. So, she had no one to pawn off this job to because Caedlum was still too weak.

Suddenly, Madeleine felt the heated rod within her tremble.

Dyon pulled out much further than he had to now before thrusting forward firmly.

Madeleine gasped, biting Dyon’s lips and clutching his neck.

‘It seems that if you still have the time to think about other things, my skills must be dulling.’

Dyon inwardly grinned, teasing Madeleine.

Truly, thinking about the Flaming Lily Sect while being intimate with your husband? This sort of slight couldn’t be taken lying down.

For the next few hours, Madeleine felt Dyon’s wrath. She felt like a tiny boat amid an ocean of waves, unable to even breathe, let alone think about other things.

By the time Dyon finished venting his frustration, releasing his pent up ‘anger’ within his wife, she lay boneless in his arms.

Dyon had gotten so carried away that the two had been standing the whole time. Or rather, he had been standing. As for Madeleine, her limbs weakly wrapped around him as though she was only there for the ride.

Her eyes fluttered close weakly as rested her head on Dyon’s shoulder.

“I’ve been getting weekly treatments from Eilei, maybe it won’t be too long before I too give you a child.”

Eilei was Donari’s mother, the wielder of the Fruit of Life constitution.

As Dyon noted before, her talents extended past just allowing her children to gain great talent. In addition to this, she could increase the fertility of cultivators as well. Such a talent was invaluable, especially for the Dream Panthers.

Unfortunately, she had two major weaknesses.

Just like her son Donari with his Assassin’s Symphony constitution, Fruit of Life had three grades as well. It could manifest at the God, Heaven and Earth Grades.

Obviously, by the tone of this news, it was clear that Eilei had manifested the weakest Earth Grade. And, unlike Donari’s constitution which could constantly improve with killing, Eilei’s progression path wasn’t so simple. Though it wasn’t impossible, it might as well be.

But the second issue was even more potent. Eilei’s Fruit of Life constitution manifested with Soul Cultivation. Like Dyon’s Titan Diamond Body did with body cultivation and Ava’s Silver Mirror Constitution did for energy cultivation.

What did this mean?

Having grown up under The Cathedral’s influence, in order to hide her soul talent, Eilei’s soul was purposely crippled in her youth. In addition, because her constitution had never been fully awakened, she experienced decades of having a weak, crippled body and poor energy cultivation.

After noticing her talent thanks to the Soul Tags, Dyon began paying special attention to her development, even using the Soul Tome to heal her soul, but even though her talent had recovered, it would still take her time to progress.

Simply put, though Madeleine saw hope in Dyon’s seed taking root, it would be unlikely even if Eilei managed to enter the Dao Realm. The husband-wife pair was simply far too talented.