Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel

Chapter 1949 Hmph

Once everyone learned that the mighty Unblemished One had lost her purity to a mere Lower Dao Formation expert, the fallout would be massive. The other four factions who had just been on their backfoot would likely use this as a method to counterattack.

There was only one solution to this problem. Dyon could no longer play around the younger generation. He had to prove that even among the elder generation, he was a force to be reckoned with. If he couldn't, Luna's reputation would plummet, and she may even alienate the very Heavenly Sprites she had spent so much time stabilizing.

As though on cue, images of Alauna's appearance in the Mystical World were projected for all to see.

Like this, the Heavenly Sprites began to doubt their leader's judgement. How could she, with her lofty status, choose to bed a member of the younger generation? Was she that kind of woman?

When the images of Dyon's handsome visage was projected for all to see, the doubt grew fiercer… especially so when Madeleine, Clara and Ri were seen to be by his side.

Could it be that their Unblemished One was actually sharing her chosen man with others on top of all of this? Had she really chosen a man based on looks and not ability?

The perpetrator was indeed quick. It hadn't even been minutes since those words left Alauna's lips, yet everyone was aware of this matter in an instant. The chimes of Demon Generals breaking record after record suddenly became dull.

However, the catalyst for these matters was smiling brightly, watching as her father's killing intent climbed and froze the whole of the Sprite Capital.

She couldn't be more elated. Whenever her father entered such a state, someone was going to suffer.

'Hmph. My mother made a bad choice? Open your eyes and see clearly for yourselves.'

...

"You. Stand up."

Dyon's voice was cold, causing the eight geniuses to involuntarily shiver. However, seven of them sighed a breath of relief when they realized the aim of his words wasn't themselves, but rather, Bowaye.

Bowaye was unable to control his body as the qi around him swirled to life and brought him toward Dyon.

Though his face was expressionless after recovering from the shock of Alauna's words, waves were being sent through his heart. This first mystical world of their training tower was specifically created to stop one's ability to control atmospheric qi… How was Dyon so casually circumventing these rules?

"I've taken a liking to you. You will be my third disciple."

Bowaye's eyes widened in shock. How could he, the Battle God of the Earthen Sprites, who had cultivation even higher than Dyon's, possibly become the disciple of this man?

"I… Already have a master." Bowaye said through gritted teeth.

"Then tell him or her to come and get you. If they can manage to succeed, you can stay under their tutelage. But the way I see it, your talent is being wasted."

Alauna smiled sweetly. "You should accept, Brother Bowaye. Being my father's disciple will be a great boon for you."

Bowaye's lip twitched. Hearing Alauna call this mysterious young man father so easily really let matters sink in. This Dyon really had bedded the Unblemished One.

Alauna usually kept her distance from the other youths, but she wasn't exactly an ice beauty. She had inherited much of her father's personality, so she was fun loving, sarcastic, and mischievous. So, though he didn't become too close to anyone, she had a warm place in the hearts of many.

Still, the only one of the eight so-called Battle Gods she called brother was Bowaye. Only he didn't irritate her.

Without waiting for their conversation to finish, Dyon walked by the seven kneeling geniuses, his daughter following behind while Bowaye floated after them against his will. As for Madeleine, Ri, and Clara, Dyon sent them into his Inner World as well.

Though these fools who were no doubt on their way didn't dare to touch a hair on Alauna's head any longer, this didn't mean they wouldn't threaten his wives. Dyon wouldn't allow them the chance.

'[Seal Shackles].'

Dyon casually stirred The Seal, locking the seven geniuses in place.

Now that he had awakened his Immortal Sense, he no longer had to be so careful in hiding his Treasures of the 33 Heavens. His enemies were in for a rude awakening.

**

Outside of the Mystical World filled tower, a gathering of elites was quickly taking place. Having had an opportunity of this magnitude fall into their laps, there was no way they would miss this advantage.

As for Luna, she sat in her Palace with an uncharacteristic nervous expression hidden behind her veil.

When she heard her daughter's words, though she had felt immediate warmth, it was soon taken over by worry. She believed in Dyon as much as Alauna did… What she didn't believe in was herself. Were her feelings and her dignity worth Dyon making a move and disrupting some of his own plans just for her sake?

The smart thing to do would be to ignore the situation entirely. Even if the foundation of the Heavenly Sprites that she built shook some, it wouldn't crumble in a day. Plus, with the Ancient Battlefield descending so soon, there wasn't enough time for the prominent Clans of her territory to pick up and move their foundations.

In all likelihood, the four other factions would only use this ploy as a chance to make Luna back down from seeking reparations for the matter of Alauna's attempted kidnapping, and things would end like that. Though her reputation would be stained, she was still a Higher Existence level character, it wasn't as though the Sprite Alliance would cripple their strength all for the sake of booting her out. It was better if they maintained a delicate balance.

If Luna could think of all of this, she was certain that Dyon could as well. Wouldn't it make sense if Dyon weighed his options and decided to forego her feelings for the sake of hiding his true strength until the opportune time? Even if he chose this route, she wouldn't blame him… The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.ɴet

There were too many people lurking in the shadows, plotting Dyon's downfall. The less they knew about him, the better. In her heart of hearts, Luna would even rather him ignore her feelings.