Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Compared to Reaper, Chibi was lacking by several levels. After all, she was just a Lower Venerable treasure while Reaper had entered the Lower Empyrean Realms. Honestly, Dyon's alchemy skill was already at the point where Chibi actually limited him a bit, but Dyon had never cared about such things, so he never thought of replacing Chibi.

Dyon had spent much of his alchemy career without a cauldron, so he was already used to concocting with a handicap. But, that didn't mean he was adverse to the idea of having a powerful aid by his side.

"You sense something you want, Little Chibi?"

"Yes, yes. This Grand Aunt senses her slave calling for her." Chibi said with a cheeky grin.

Dyon nodded.

He tapped his finger in empty space, causing a ripple of his soul qi to spread outward. After comprehending the fundamental runes of the red star, he had an impossibly high understanding of this lava world he stood in now. Not only could he effectively act as a God in this place, but due to him also fully comprehending the blue star, he could do so outside of Mount Volaire as well.

As a result, Dyon's battle prowess in this world was incredibly high, even higher than it would normally be. This was the power of fundamental runes.

So, something like parting these treacherous lavas with a thought and exposing the hidden vein below was as easy as breathing.

In the blink of an eye, the vein was exposed. It looked no different from a hidden mine of gem stones, snaking through with a striking ruby color. The irregular cuts that made up the veins were both striking and beautiful.

Dyon could see the places Skull and Roe managed to dig up, but he almost felt bad for them when he did.

Their divine sense was too frail to poke around the lava, so they had thought that they were already targeting the main core of the vein. But, the reality was that they were barely scratching a small branch vein in the outskirts.

"Do you need help Chibi?"

"Nope!"

Maybe the most impressive part about treasures with spirits is that no one knew more than them about how to fix, repair and upgrade themselves. If the only measuring factor was how well it could build itself, Chibi and Reaper would be considered God level Weapon's Smiths.

Of course, they had to rely on Dyon's soul qi to accomplish what they wanted. After all, they couldn't produce their own strength and could only do so in connection with Dyon. But when had Dyon ever been lacking in this regard?

Chibi's spirit and physical flew down with a youthful excitement. She entirely ignored the branch veins and even the main vein. She crushed her way through the center, eventually pulling out a powerful pulsing ruby with her tiny little hands.

Watching her lug around a rock tens of times her body size made Dyon chuckle. He couldn't help but miss his daughter.

Chibi's physical body expanded in size until it was large enough to contain what Dyon believed must have been the core of the volcanic vein. She happily, and more gently than Dyon had ever seen her act, lowered it into the opening.

Dyon smiled. 'Since these are so helpful to her, let's see if I can find anymore…'

Encompassing the core of Mount Volaire wasn't a problem for Dyon. He instantly found not only four more volcanic veins of this quality, but also found five mist glass ores as well.

After giving Chibi her fourth vein core, she shut down, seemingly having reached her limit. She didn't open up to accept the fifth core even after he got it.

But that was when something Dyon hadn't expected to happen happened. Little Rain, after almost two centuries of dormancy, sent out his energy and swallowed the core whole.

For a moment, Dyon thought that Little Rain was finally waking up. Ever since the little guy swallowed the Fire Sprite, he had been sleeping within Dyon's inner world. The only time Dyon remembered him stirring slightly was when Clara awakened to her true Fire Spirit Constitution.

Back then, Dyon also thought he might awaken soon. But once again, he fell dormant without a single stir.

In truth, Dyon had given up on Little Rain maybe ever awakening within his lifetime. The sort of timeline Sprites worked on was inconceivable. Dyon saw Little Rain as a child, but the truth was that it had taken the little guy billions to trillions of years just to finally form a consciousness. If he was going through a similar process again, who was to tell whether or not it would take just as long again?

If Dyon thought about it, the volcanic ore core really was the perfect treasure for Little Rain. It encompassed both the minerals that he loved as a mineral sprite, and the aspects of fire that came from his new fire sprite identity.

Unfortunately, even after a few seconds of anticipation, there were no more stirrings from the little sprite. Dyon could only sigh.

The strength of sprites not only came from their age, but the strength of the elements around them. The Sprite Race was one of the strongest Hegemons on the Immortal Plane for a good reason. And unlike the half sprites of the mortal plane, they were true, full sprites. Their power wasn't even comparable.

Little Rain would be a powerful helper to Dyon if he could ever wake up. But Dyon simply didn't have the luxury to wait for the little guy. He had to keep pressing forward with the assumption that Little Rain would never wake up.

Dyon zipped around the core of Mount Volaire and eventually found the five cores of the mist glass ores.

Unlike Little Chibi, Reaper swallowed all five. It wasn't through a mouth of some sort, but rather through that odd projected eye.

In a single blink, Reaper had already fused its broken blade back together and looked as good as new. But, Dyon could tell that Reaper, too, had fell into a state of sleep.