“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Lilith said when she was certain the only two who could hear her were Dyon and Saru.
“?” Dyon blinked innocently.
“Of course. Such a beautiful virgin girl laying her maidenhood on the line in front of so many people for you. It must stroke your ego.”
Lilith smiled sweetly, little dimple dipping into her soft cheeks.
By now, Dyon realized that Lilith’s jealousy was just her ans of teasing and having fun with him. She seed to enjoy flustering him. But, even if he was aware of this, he didn’t dare to ignore her, or else maybe this teasing would beco sothing more real. He didn’t want to have to deal with her tears again. That had shaved at least a decade off of his life.
“Never. I am a man of integrity and morality. Plus, even if I wasn’t, how could she compare to you two?”
Dyon grinned a cheesy grin and gave the two beauties a thumbs up, feeling he had succeeded when he got a giggle out of it.
Though Kywen and Tedric couldn’t hear what the three of them were talking about, just seeing Dyon dare to continue to entertain other won after Crystella’s words filled them with rage. Even if Crystella personally told them that she was okay with them having other won, would they dare to act on such thoughts? Of course not!
Yet, a re mortal dared to act so casually, laughing with and teasing other won even when Crystella was right there.
Crystella, however, didn’t seem to care. In fact, she didn’t spare a glance backward, not feeling the need to.
In her mind, Dyon simply checked off all the boxes she needed in a husband. He was a generational talent, he was more than handso enough, and though his lineage was lacking, helping him enter the Immortal realms wouldn’t be a problem.
Topping this with the fact he had so backbone and he t her standards. Nothing more, nothing less.
Though she had many suitors from higher level bubble worlds, those n only treated her like a prize to add to their collection. If she truly married them, her Nightwell family would simply beco a pawn. This wasn’t sothing she wanted.
However, if she had such a genius alchemist for a husband, the rise of her Nightwell family was only a matter of ti. In such a case, who cared if he indulged other won? It wasn’t as though she loved him.
Once he entered the Immortal Celestial world, he would help her conceive a child and the rest of their relationship could be platonic for all she cared.
On the ground below, madly chasing after the two flying treasures, the Immortal Saints of the bubble world in the midst of Armageddon ran. Zabel, who believed he had made an enemy of Dyon, was especially gloomy. He had even left Zaneta City without a word to Taline. She could very well die in this catastrophe, yet he turned his back on her without hesitation.
In such an environnt, only Immortal Saints could protect themselves with so asure of success. Immortal Essence cultivators could only hope that an eruption didn’t happen near them.
“Careful.” Dyon suddenly said. “An eruption is about to occur over there in just about 3 more seconds.”
After saying these words, Dyon didn’t stand on ceremony and swerved Chibi’s cauldron. Crystella’s ears perked up and swerved as well.
There wasn’t much of a chance to doubt Dyon’s words because re few ticks later, the ground blasted apart.
A pillar of fiery red and gold, holding out with a diater of 50 ters shot into the skies, piercing through the smoggy blue above. In this kind of atmosphere, the clouds couldn’t even last, leaving nothing but a greyish blue all around.
Droplets of molten lava beca the only rain they knew, falling from the skies to be accompanied by the screams of pain the Immortal Saints behind them left.
Who knows when, but the number of Immortal Saints had grown to about 12. This was probably the maximum total that could appear in this bubble world. They had likely been inford by the Immortal Saints of Zaneta City to co here. After all, the more of them there were, the more concessions they’d be able to pull from Crystella and the other two.
However, due to their ingrained biases toward mortals, many of them had snorted at Dyon’s words, only to end up heavily injured.
Crystella’s eyes sharpened, looking toward Dyon with a heated gaze. It was more emotion than she had ever displayed before, yet it was sohow still subdued.
“You’re a Spiritual Sage?”
The eyes of those who heard this question widened. Just what kind of status did a Spiritual Sage have? Even Crystella’s ho world only had one, and even her grandfather had to treat him with the utmost respect.
Dyon smiled. “You could say so.”
Crystella’s heart quickened, as did the hearts of many others. Kywen and Tedric found it difficult to regulate their breathing. They could only console themselves, trying to hypnotize their minds into believing it had only been dumb luck.
“… You lead, then. I will point out the direction to you.”
Dyon shrugged and went on ahead. The two young n were especially hoping that he would slip up, but as more ti passed, it beca obvious that Dyon wasn’t making things up. A mortal Spiritual Sage… It really did exist!
After several careful maneuvers, the group made it to their destination half a day later.
It was a massive mountain. There wasn’t a drop of lava around it unlike the pooling molten tal and rock that had slowly begun to cover half of the bubble world. However, it still glowed a furious red.
It was obvious with a glance that this wasn’t the mountain’s natural state. Rather… Whatever was inside of it was so hot that the mountain itself began to heat up to obscene levels, causing a terrible crimson color.
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