Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 219: Above (1)

Dyon breathed in Madeleine’s heavenly fragrance. Without a care for his image, he firmly planted his head between her soft mounds, wrapping his arms around her body and smiling a content smile.

“A grown man acting like a child, how pitiful.” Lilianna’s disdainful snort came from Dyon’s mind. It seemed her insulting abilities had skyrocketed in recent months. After using Dyon as a test subject, she had graduated from the school of ‘scoundrel’ and ‘evil’. historical

Truth be told, she wasn’t entirely wrong. Dyon played every bit the part of a child currently.

His arms and legs wrapped around Madeleine’s naked body like some sort of overgrown koala bear even as he used her chest as a pillow. In fact, Madeleine even stroked his short, goldish-brown hair as though she was coaxing a baby. However, Dyon didn’t seem to care about Lilianna’s words. He was in a heavenly paradise he rarely got to enjoy.

Madeleine sighed, a sweet smile on her face. “You’ve thoroughly embarrassed me now in front of Junior and Senior Sister, how can I face them in the future?”

Dyon grinned. “Proudly. The wife of a Sacharro should display no other character.”

Hearing these words, Madeleine’s smile only grew sweeter. There seemed to be an endless hallow of light shimmering around her uncontrollably. It was clear that her Goddess’ Disposition had grown to a new height.

“What did you think of the technique book?” Dyon suddenly asked.

“It was very profound…” Madeleine said softly. “It wasn’t an actual technique, but it contains several small worlds that project images so real I can barely fathom them. I feel like this book is more valuable than even a Mystic Grade technique.”

Small realms were worlds too restricted in their creation to be counted as Mystical Worlds. A true Domain, that only a dao formation expert could comprehend, would be categorized as a small realm. The pseudo-domains that celestials comprehend, however, fall short of this categorization.

“Every page contains a new image,” Madeleine continues, “If one meditates on it for extended periods of time, it’s possible to hear a profound melody.”

Dyon raised an eyebrow. “Then why do you not categorize it as a technique?”

He found Madeleine’s words a bit confusing, mostly because he hadn’t looked into the book himself. From what his wife described, each page was a result of an expert Composer. The greater understanding one had of the images, the louder the music became and the more of it you could comprehend and play.

If things were described like this, wasn’t this a technique book where each page was a new technique?

Madeleine smiled, understanding Dyon’s confusion.

“I have a feeling that the reason you felt music will emanating from this book is because you were going out of your way to find me a useful treasure. You were thinking of music will, and thus you sensed music will. You understood that despite the fact I’ve gained Amethyst’s approval, this wife of yours still loves music will the most…” Madeleine’s delicate fingers ran through Dyon’s hair, a peaceful calm overwhelming her.

What had Dyon and her first bonded over? Was it not music will?

The very first time Dyon met Madeleine, he had played her a beautiful song to alleviate the pain her constitution put her under. It was also during this encounter that Dyon gave Madeleine an aurora flower connected to his soul. In fact, although that flower lost its color after Dyon was assaulted by the death qi within Focus Academy’s golden fountain, Madeleine still kept a place for it in the corner of her spatial ring.

“… This is the magic of this book. It’s able to feel the will of its observer and create based on this will.

“When I don’t seek to improve my music will, but instead my fire will, the images change, and I suddenly see seas of fire and blazing suns. In fact, my fire will reached the 9^th intent level just a few days ago. However, at the same time, someone who has not touched upon the creation path will only sense that this book is ordinary beyond belief.”

Dyon’s brows furrowed. If this book was as Madeleine described, its worth was unimaginable. Even enigmatic stones wouldn’t be enough to buy it. It was then that Dyon understood why the Demon Sage said that some things couldn’t be bought with money and could only be traded for…

“But… When did I touch upon the creation path?” Dyon fell into deep thought. As far as he was aware, all of his will paths followed a single lane: the sovereign path. He had never once deviated from it ever since he comprehended it thanks to Ri and her mother’s cave.

However, despite this, Dyon believed in Madeleine’s analysis. It wasn’t that he didn’t think his wife could ever be wrong, but if she felt doubt in her analysis, she would have said so. The fact she didn’t meant that she was 100% confident. If she was 100% confident, he was 100% confident.

Simply put, something within him followed the creation path or else he too would have found this book to be ordinary…

“Could it be something related to your Manifestation?” Madeleine slowly nudged Dyon in the right direction.

Suddenly, a wave of enlightenment overwhelmed Dyon. His Manifestation! He had been lamenting about not being able to increase his strength anymore, but didn’t he have the Heaven’s Selfless Breath tea leaves?

His manifestation… Aside from his domineering humanoid spirit, he had six halos.

His weapon’s pagoda. His all-seeing eye. His sovereign crown. His heavenly lightning. His flame of chaos. And his flame of purity.

Which of them followed the creation path? Dyon couldn’t help but wonder.

What if they all did?