Reaper of the Martial World

Book 10: Chapter 142: Scheme (3)

Rose’s expression flickered continuously.

Though she never really combined the current Jade and her master’s images into one, subconsciously, she truly treasured Jade even when she was harsh. Seeing her push back so fervently all of a sudden made her realize that maybe she really had been too unbending.

“Master… I appreciate all you’ve done for me… But your judgement is clouded this time. I don’t know what happened between master and Dyon… But I’m certain that Dyon would never do anything to harm any one of us.

“In fact, the fact he went out of his way to find us like this just shows that he’s worried about us. The next few centuries will be very dangerous… Being alone isn’t… It isn’t smart.”

Rose clenched her jaw.

She was well aware that Jade was correct. Over the last few decades, she had managed to digest much of the elder Jade’s Faith Seed, but it had to be remembered that that Jade was only a newly advanced Higher Existence.

In addition, in order to have a chance to advance beyond the elder Jade’s level, Rose took the cultivation foundation for herself, but the comprehensions had all been cast away by her master before she even had a chance to absorb the Faith Seed.

As a result, Rose’s qi wielding ability was already rapidly approaching Jade’s peak ability. However, her comprehensions were sorely lacking. She only understood one divine grade technique to the Small Success Realm. In addition, her best will was only at the first Dao Stage. historical

She was still stronger than Fallen, but it was only marginal. She was the weakest of Higher Existences currently. She really had no capital to survive alone, let alone protect Jade at the same time.

Rose gazed into Jade’s eyes. Their swirling colors grasped her attention. She could see the resolute will hidden deep within.

She sighed. ‘… It seems it took that man again to bring this version of herself out…’

“… If you’re so confident, you won’t mind a test, right?” Rose suddenly said.

“Test?” Jade was taken aback, as were Saru and Lilith.

“Yes, a test. The Nephilim Gathering will be in just a few months. It may be pushed back due to the sudden change with the Sprite Alliance… But either way, it won’t be too long from now.

“If … Dyon both appears and has a substantial performance, I’ll agree to go back with you. If he isn’t even worthy of taking part in such a meeting, then he has no right to speak of protecting the two of us.”

Saru and Lilith grinned. As for Jade, she was much less confident since she hadn’t seen Dyon in so long. But in the end, she grit her teeth and nodded her head.

“Deal.”

**

Deep within Nephilim Territory, in a palace as large as a mountain, a group of Elder Giants were meeting.

Within the Nephilim Alliance, everything was decided by strength while something like ‘seniority’ was thrown to the back of line. As a result, not only were there individuals of all sorts of ages taking part in this meeting, but many of them were of vastly differing surnames as well. Nepotism was practically nowhere to be seen.

“The Sapientia sure have a lot of nerve.” One of the Giants sneered. “It seems they’ve forgotten who the most ancient clan of us all is and who wields the larger fist.”

“Their tone is infuriating, but there’s nothing wrong with the content. It was confirmed by many that this Dyon Sacharro shattered the soul on one of their royals before slaughtering 8 of their kind. You know Clans like that don’t take such things lying down.”

“Don’t you think the fact this Sacharro boy was so confident in letting this news out that he simply doesn’t care how the Sapientia retaliate?”

“His movements do indeed make such a conclusion clear… We heard nothing for weeks, which means he more than had the capability to stop all leaks. Yet, after those weeks passed by, he released them all without restraint. He’s very clearly displaying his prowess and confidence.”

“Doesn’t this just mean he’s slapping our faces as well?”

“How much did the Sapientia pay you to say that?” An elder hopped in without restraint. “What nonsense. He didn’t touch any of our people, and even if he had, so what? It just meant that they were weak. So he’s slapping our faces because he wants to ensure he’s not looked down upon? What good logic you have.”

“There’s no use in arguing against each other like this. At the end of the day, this Dyon Sacharro slaughtered 13 Fallen. The number of Fallen on the entire Mortal Plane doesn’t surpass 2 to 3 hundred, and that’s only if we include the obscene numbers the Dragons have. If we ignore them, the number is won’t surpass 100 by much.

“Cutting down 13 with such lack of care is a significant blow to us. We have no idea who this Dyon Sacharro is or even what his motives are… We can’t casually allow him to do as he pleases.”

“Grand Elder is correct. This Sacharro Clan came out of nowhere, and the timing of their appearance is far too suspicious. They very well may be a chess piece set aside by a Failed Clan. In such a case, we can’t show any mercy.”

“Though it’s obvious the Sapientia only brought forth this theory because they want to borrow our hand to end his life, their conclusion isn’t without merit. They know we aren’t fools. It’s impossible for such a powerful Clan to rise up so quickly and so abruptly without there being a hand lurking in the shadows…”

“So what’s the decision?”

“If this Dyon Sacharro doesn’t appear at the Gathering, we’ll join forces with the Sapientia and the Transcendent Beast Alliance to clear them out before the battlefield descends.

“If he does appear…”

A scheme brewed in the depths of the hall.