Dyon turned an interested eye to the floating orbs. Truth be told, he had relied on himself for most of his fighting prowess mostly because transcendent grade treasures were almost glorified ornants in the hands of anyone below the celestial realm. Dyon even rembered that he had one wore a domineering battle changpao to his first campaign that he had never worn since simply due to the fact it wasn’t worth it.
It had looked quite cool to wear a white leather changpao, laced with silver and gold. But, not only was it heavy, restricting Dyon’s movents, its defensive and offensive capabilities were locked to him since he didn’t even have an ounce of energy cultivation at the ti.
However, now, matters were different. Not only was he very close to breaking through to the celestial realm, he had even gained so abilities of celestials before even entering their level. In just a few more months, his cultivation would completely stabilize at the peak of the 18th Order and he would be able to accomplish things practically no other saint could.
When that ti ca, such transcendent grade treasures would be highly beneficial to him. Also, his treasures of the 33 heavens would take a massive leap in their abilities as well.
For Dyon, whose cultivation path was innately slow, the best way to explosively increase his combat prowess in as little ti as possible would be to rely on these treasures.
Of course, he also rembered his master’s rule that he couldn’t use them until he breached the 1st innate level of his Weapon’s Master will, he was sure that she’d forgive him for breaking this rule in life and death situations.
‘This room shouldn’t be so simple, right?’ Dyon directed this question toward Red and Green.
‘Lord Creator never gives out anything without taking sothing back.’ Red explained. ‘The better the treasure, the further from this floor they are. You have to send out a rope of energy to pull them down, but the amount of energy needed is dependant on how far the treasure is. Also, the treasure can pull back as well… If your feet leave this marbled floor, you’ll lose its support and you could end up drifting aimlessly until the Mystical World closes and you’re forced out.’
‘I see…’ Dyon thought to himself. If it hadn’t been for those Martial Saint pills, Dyon would have been out of luck in this second phase. Without the abilities of a celestial, it was impossible to project energy out from one’s self without a dium like wills and intents or a weapon. Only celestials and above could project their actual energy to influence the world around them.
This may seem like a useless ability, but it was quite helpful. It not only gave celestials most deft control on their techniques, it could also be used as a sort of telekinesis. Stories of cultivators grasping their enemies from afar and crushing them all stemd from this ability.
Sabona stamped her feet angrily when she realized this reality. “This damn Lord Creator!”
Although she too had used her various fortuitous encounters to break into the celestial realm, her realm was still unstable and her control was still weak. By her calculations, to take even the weakest treasure here would take the energy pool and control of a first-grade higher celestial. This was too hateful.
Dyon smiled lightly, but said nothing. He had helped them enough.
Although Dyon’s saint energy couldn’t compare to celestial energy, his depth of energy was unmatched. He could rely on his control and stamina to reach the treasures he wanted as long as he took his ti.
“Senior Sister Yandevere, are there any treasures here that you must have?” Dyon asked lightly. He didn’t want to start any unnecessary fights that could be avoided. He had to help out his beast companions as well as Madeleine, so he wanted Yandevere to pick first.
The quiet Yandevere sent a glance toward Dyon before pointing toward a Lower Moon Grade protective vest. From Dyon’s senses, he could tell that it improved energy recovery and was also a great defensive treasure. But, most of all, its energy recovery ability was linked to its hidden strength of improving energy flow. By his estimations, it could increase the speed of a cultivator by almost 20%.
Dyon nodded and said no more.
Sabona pouted and sat down in a huff. Eventually, she focused on one of the weaker treasures, deciding that she should at least try her best.
“I want that one!” She said defiantly, pointing toward a small book with wings printed on its cover.
Dyon looked over in interest. He rembered that he had trouble fusing his movent skills with his wings. If that book was a movent technique that involved its user have this natural flight ability, it could be very helpful to him.
Looking at Sabona’s red rcury wings, he could guess why she wanted it as well.
“How about this. If you fail, I’ll help you get the book and you can let take a look at it for a few hours.”
“You?” Sabona’s brow furrowed. No matter how she looked at it, Dyon was still a peak saint. His abilities here should be even worse than hers. But, after seeing him do so many heaven defying things, she just nodded subconsciously.
Dyon smiled. “It’s settled then.”
After this, Dyon’s eyes focused on a golden treasure in the distance. Since he was so good at offending people, he definitely needed a faster mode of transportation…
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