Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 14: Manage (2)

“You know you two could just stay in my inner world, right? It’s a bit too oppressive here…”

Dyon walked through the desert, his bare feet gliding across its harsh glass-filled sands. This place no longer bothered him at all, but he was still worried for Lilith and Saru, both of whom claimed either his left or right side as though they were scared he would flee from them.

In truth, he found it quite hard to gauge their strength, something that was definitely a weird feeling for him. With his Immortal Sense, and now his mutated eyes, there wasn’t much he couldn’t see through. He couldn’t help but think this was related to why Junior sent them here.

That said, Dyon already believed he knew why they were sent. If it wasn’t for a situation like this, would he ever have accepted them? Though he hadn’t said so verbally, Dyon had already reached a point where he had no ability to reject them any longer.

One might think this logic was flawed. After all, why didn’t Junior send Jade as well then? But to Dyon, it made perfect sense. The only two women Junior ever mentioned to him was Saru and Lilith. So, obviously, after his sacrifice, Junior would want Dyon to care for them both.

What Dyon didn’t know is that Junior already felt Jade was a done deal. Dyon had already crossed a line with Jade that was impossible to step back from. There would come a day he would have no choice but to take responsibility.

“We’re fine.”

The two replied quickly, cutting off Dyon’s means of responding. After getting a small glint of happiness from being by Dyon’s side, it wasn’t a feeling they wanted to give up too quickly. Plus, it wasn’t like they spent 50 years idling.

In truth, 50 years was nothing more than a blink of an eye to a Dao Formation expert, and especially an Overlord like Saru. There wasn’t much improvement a normal individual could make in that time. But, not only were neither Saru nor Lilith normal, but they had been in a great training environment.

Dyon smiled helplessly. ‘It’s fine, I’ll just protect them in case anything goes wrong. It isn’t too bad having too beauties by my side anyway… Don’t kill me, Clara…’

Dyon’s steps paused. Taking a deep breath, he steadied his mind.

With a flash, his soul qi swept out, enveloping the world of sand and glass in a flash.

Every detail was greedily consumed by Dyon. Every city scape, every village settlement, every major landmark…

After a minute, Dyon’s vision wavered as he grasped his head and gasped for breath.

He truly wasn’t used to this. Usually perfectly memorizing the things his senses swept over were as easy as breathing, but currently, Dyon found that not only was doing such a thing here impossible, but he even found it difficult to maintain a perfect picture of things he thought he had already committed to his memories.

Truthfully, this was just Dyon’s lack of experience. Though it was said that a true power couldn’t claim control over a world without at least one Spiritual Sage, this didn’t mean that said sage was always working. In reality, a Spiritual Sage only manifested their abilities in special cases, they acted as more of a deterrence than anything else. In addition, they learned how to selectively block certain things out when they spread their senses – lowering the resolution, so to speak. These were things that Dyon would have to learn himself.

Still, it was enough at this moment.

As Dyon expected, in a world like this, there were no others qualified to sense the spreading of his Immortal Sense. This world didn’t seemed to have even a single Spiritual Sage. In addition, their strongest experts were of the Immortal Saint Realm.

‘Not a bad starting place. I wonder if I should thank Emytheus.’

That said, Dyon didn’t plan to stay here for long. In fact, he would already be making plans to leave if he wasn’t still waiting on the Dragon King who seemed to be taking his sweet time. 60 years and he still hadn’t found this place. It humbled Dyon with the knowledge of just how vast this Immortal Plane was.

“Which city would you two like to go to?” Dyon asked with a smile. “There are three prime candidates, they seem to be rival cities considering I counted three separate military systems and uniforms.

“Zaneta City, Blazen City, Metodej City. The first has the best economy, but it seems almost like a puppet state of both Blazen and Metodej. Not only are many of its industries occupied by citizens of its two rivals, but its military is also the weakest. I suspect that it’s a pawn used in order to keep a veneer of peace.

“Blazen is located near one of the two main resources of this world: volcanic ore. Metodej is near the other: mist glass. It seems that both are subordinate states of powers from another world, so they both have transportation arrays going out, but they don’t seem robust enough to send living objects. So it’s either I’m right, or they’re importing and exporting from other worlds, something that seems far less feasible…”

Dyon had his reasons for thinking this, but he didn’t say them aloud. Saru and Lilith were both intelligent enough to understand why it was more likely that these arrays were used to send tributes and not trade.

“Go toward whichever has the best alchemy guild.” Saru suddenly said.  

Lilith smiled in agreement. “The best choice is to make money, right? From what you said, there aren’t any arrays here capable of sending humans or beasts in and out of here, so we’ll need to build one ourselves. Plus, my husband can’t be too poor, how will he support my lavish lifestyle?”

Dyon laughed at Lilith’s joke. Something about her demeanor made him forget his worries.

“Alright, Zaneta it is.”