Just moments earlier, Connery Sapientia had sensed Dyon taking away Ri and Madeleine. In fact, because of that moment, he nearly cracked his throne again. Why? Because he was fully convinced at this point that Dyon’s array alchemy had far surpassed his. For him to sense Dyon taking away his wives meant only a single thing: that Dyon had wanted him to.

It had only lasted a split moment before Dyon completely disappeared, but that was enough. It wasn’t that Dyon wanted to provoke Connery. He only wanted to continue playing their little game. In the back of Connery’s mind, although he found the percentage likelihood to be very small, a piece of him still believed that there was a possibility that Dyon could be bluffing. Something was itching at him, telling him that Dyon didn’t want their competition as much as he didn’t want it. But, he had no proof.

Every move Dyon made was perfect and made sense. No matter how much backing, money, or power Dyon held now, there was no way for him to fight the entire universe on his own. If he continued to push Connery, it might lead to other leaders that hated him taking advantage.

Connery understood that and even knew that the only reason he was holding onto that faint possibility was for his own pride. But, he still couldn’t fathom how a mere child could have surpassed him so easily. And now? They had seemingly also lost a first in line genius as well…

**

Far from the world tournament, Dyon sat on a large cushioned throne with Madeleine and Ri on either of his thighs. He felt content, holding their waists lightly as they rested their heads on his neck.

They were currently in the Demon Sage’s Tower. It was a supreme treasure Dyon hadn’t made use of since the day of the legacy world opening. In fact, he still had many trials he hadn’t taken either. But, he had been so focused on other things that he never got around to opening higher floors.

That said, the Demon Sage Tower was perfect for travel and when Dyon didn’t need to make it go as fast as he had to escape that day, the energy stone usage was minimal.

“Where are we going?” Madeleine asked. She had been content to lean in and enjoy Dyon’s embrace, but they had been flying for almost an hour over the ocean now, so even she was getting curious.

Dyon smiled, “I was wondering how long it would take you two to ask. When I asked if you two wanted to go home, I really meant home.”

“You mean?” Ri looked up.

“Mhm. The human world. That’s the only place I can take you guys out without having to fight my way through an army of horny men. At worst you’ll have to deal with some stares.”

Ri and Madeleine giggled. They were excited to know more about Dyon’s origins. It wasn’t that it was impossible to travel from the human to martial world, it was more so that it was tedious and the humans weren’t as weak as the martial warriors liked to presume.

Prime examples of this were Dyon’s father and the soldier’s armor Dyon had used the arm guards of back at Focus Academy. Then there was Dyon’s shield that was capable of easily blocking Ava’s attack. It was suffice to say that the human world had technology capable of matching up to at least the lower extremities of the martial world. They were mysterious enough the top end experts didn’t bother with them and strong enough that the lower end experts knew not to encroach on their territory.

But, there was another reason martial experts never seemed to bother with the human world. This reason also happened to be why although Dyon’s soul was innately of the fourth stage, he had been at the lower first stage when he stepped into the martial world: There was a complete lack of cultivation energy. Not a single drop of it existed in the human world. Couple that with the fact that mortals had their body cultivation sealed, and you had to perfectly legitimate reasons for why Dyon had never taken note of his powerful soul.

That said, because of Dyon’s near death experience with Darius Storm, his soul had been forced to grow stronger – ignoring the weakness of his body. Then, because of the 25th White Mother of the Celestial Deer sect, Dyon’s master, he was able to catalyze the awakening of his body cultivation by absorbing essence blood.

“Do we really not need to worry about the Sapientia anymore?” Madeleine asked softly. She was almost scared about the answer. She wasn’t willing to leave Dyon again.

Dyon smiled, “If you said the word, I could destroy the entire Sapientia family network in this universe. You never have to worry about them.”

“Pervert. You just want Madeleine to give you her virginity.” Ri lightly flicked Dyon’s nose before teasingly poking Madeleine’s breast.

Madeleine giggled. “You know that twitch his leg does?”

Ri nodded vehemently, “He’s like a new born calf when he’s cumming. They should have put that up on the monitors instead. Much more embarrassing.”

“Hey, hey. When did this become bully me time?”

“Ever since Madeleine and I boast a winning record.”

“Ridiculous. I’m undefeated.” Dyon’s eyes flashed with a sinister light. By the time Madeleine and Ri figured out what was going on, Dyon had clamped down on their hips too tightly for them to escape.

Shining lights of golden flames and crystals filled the throne room as Madeleine and Ri’s faces flushed, each burying their face into Dyon’s chest while trying to control their breathing.

Dyon grinned triumphantly, slyly lowering his hands to massage their plump asses.

Madeleine was especially sensitive. Her bestial aura wasn’t as prominent as Ri’s, but it would increase the more she improved her connection with her faith seed. That said, that wasn’t the reason she was so sensitive.

She hadn’t felt Dyon’s touch in two years. She had ignored the longing, instead focusing on her campaigns and cultivation. But, that didn’t mean it wasn’t there. So, it wasn’t a surprise to anyone that Madeleine was the first to raise her head and gently kiss Dyon, accepting his tongue’s twirl around hers.

But, before they got very far, flashing lights and booming alarms filled their senses.

Dyon pulled away and sighed. “Goddammit…”

Dyon stood, gently laying the flustered and still weak legged Ri and Madeleine down where he had sat.

There was a large panned window before them. Or, there would have been had Dyon not lowered the shield.

Hearing the blaring alarms, Dyon had a good idea of what was going on. So, he raised the tower’s metal shields to find a very familiar sight.

In the distance, there was the city line of a large and technologically advanced coastline. But, it was still tens of kilometers away. What was more glaringly obvious was the large space-station-like silver construct that hovered over the ocean.

It was made up of tens of spherical hubs connected by long and transparent pathways that extended in each direction as far as the eye could see. Each spherical hub housed hundreds, if not thousands, of patrolling soldiers and also had numerous fighter jets and helicopters on their roofs.

Dyon covered his eyes as he looked out. He had seen this sight before. The last time was when the silver yacht that brought him away from it. The times before was when he had helped in its upgrade.

“Stop all forward progress. State your purpose.”

Hearing this voice, Dyon couldn’t help but grin. Flashing outside, Dyon stood in the air on his array and looked out before projecting his voice.

“Unc, when’d you become such a cockblock?”

“Dyon?” A soldier standing on the roof of one of the spherical structures asked in confusion. His eyesight obviously wasn’t as good as Dyon, being a mortal, so he immediately pulled out a set of binoculars to set his eyes on Dyon’s figure. He almost didn’t recognize the mature young man that stood before him, but when he couldn’t mistake was that wardrobe. Only Dyon would step out of a glowing tower with a white shirt and sweat pants.

“You snotty nosed kid. If your father were here, you wouldn’t dare say those words out loud!” The soldier’s voice boomed in laughter.

This soldier was a close friend of Dyon’s late father. Dyon called him Unc, short for Uncle, but they weren’t actually related.

Dyon laughed. “So what’s up? Are you going to let me through?”

“Ah, this. We’ve got new management. But, you shouldn’t have too many hoops to jump through. Go ahead and come onto the station, we can skip the search step for you.”

Dyon smiled and nodded, heading back in to get Ri and Madeleine. He knew who this new manager was. It was a running joke really because this manager wasn’t new at all. After Dyon’s father died, he had become the new highest-ranking member of the military. This meant he had been here for decades and had been managing for seven years already. But, loyalty to General Sacharro wasn’t something hard to come by.

Walking back into the throne room, Dyon found Ri and Madeleine tangled around each other. They had seemingly ignored the blaring noises, assuming that Dyon would handle it.

Dyon couldn’t help but pause at this seen. He never thought he would be happy to see his woman entangled with someone else, but this was definitely an exception. ‘Definitely an exception.’

It was clear that Ri and Madeleine’s bestial aura had … opened them up a bit. Dyon definitely wasn’t complaining. They hadn’t gone so far as to kiss, though. Or, yet, more accurately. It was almost a shame to break up their cuddle.

Dyon chuckled. “Let’s go meet my uncle. Well. He’s not really my uncle. But, he is for all intents and purposes.”

Ri and Madeleine pouted at first, but also realized that this was an important moment. So, they both went to tidy themselves up before Dyon gave them more modern clothing to wear.

Ri settled for skin tight black leggings and a blue blouse that complemented her long blue-silver hair, while Madeleine wore tight fitting dark jeans a white shirt, and long purple cardigan.

**

Moments later, Dyon had shrunk the tower down to once again fit into his spatial ring and had stepped onto the roof of the silver spherical structure to find a tall and stout man with an ugly scar running vertically down his left eye. It was partially covered by an eyepatch, but the scar was too long to cover completely.

He looked quite menacing and held an aura that shocked even Ri and Madeleine despite their years of battle experience. They couldn’t help but involuntarily shiver under this man’s gaze even though he clearly had no cultivation.

However, that demeanor of his completely shattered when he saw Dyon. In fact, the large man even started tearing up, bringing Dyon into a tight embrace. “You stupid kid. Were you too distracted by women to think of visiting me?”

“Ah, Unc. You’re still a big cry baby. This is why dad never promoted you!”

Ri and Madeleine didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was a cry baby? What about the rest of them then?

“Let me introduce you, Unc. This is Ri.” Pointed toward the beautiful Elvin girl, before shifting his gaze. “And this is Madeleine. They’re my wives.”

“Wives?” Unc leaned in and whispered. “As in two? That’s allowed? Get me out of here!”

Ri and Madeleine giggled. Unc didn’t know that their hearing was too good for his voice to escape them. But, even more than that, they found it funny that his first reaction wasn’t that Dyon was too young, but rather that there were two of them.

“Lieutenant General Barbaros.” A sharp voice came from an opening stair case. It seemed to come out of the ground but was covered by a trap door that had to be opened with a special access code.

“General. The unidentified vehicle was just Dyon and his wives.”

Soon, the head of the general came into view and Madeleine and Ri suddenly understood that Barbaros really was a cry baby. Their General was nothing like him. The aura was so stifling that Ri was reminded of the sentinels that guarded dead kings valley. She remembered how Dyon had to step in front of her at that time and she remembered how strong Dyon’s back had been during that whole experience and she suddenly understood something…

It wasn’t normal for someone as young as Dyon to be so used to dealing with such pressure. This was a pressure that was meant to be built and forged over years of experience. And yet, between Ri and Madeleine, how often had they seen Dyon ignore such pressure?

During the opening ceremony, Dyon stood unperturbed by 6 elders. During Madeleine’s “wedding”, he had faced the head elders of the big sects, completely unfazed. When he was forced to run to the Elvin Kingdom, Dyon had maintained his composure even while being chased by experts from God level clans. In the Elvin Kingdom, Dyon stood to even their grand elders and then their ancestors. Then, as if all of this wasn’t enough already, Dyon had challenged the head of a God Clan. The head of the guild headquarters. And through all of this? He had never put any of them in his eyes.

Why? That was all anyone who witnessed these things could ask themselves. But, what they never thought was to ask Dyon. Because if they had, he would have given them one very honest answer.

“I don’t feel anything from them.”

Having made his way up and heard the words of Lieutenant Barbaros, the General made his way to Dyon, standing a mere half meter from him.

In reality, Dyon knew that this contest would be over as soon as he leaked his demonic will. But, he did no such thing. This was a contest between mortals, as such, he was respectful of that.

“Is there a problem General?” Dyon asked with a smile on his face.

“You’re just as disrespectful as ever. Your father taught you better.”

“Hardly. I have nothing but respect for second best. It’s hard to live your life in a shadow.” Dyon’s smile didn’t fluctuate. In fact, if you muted the conversation, you may have very well thought he was complimenting the general.

The truth was that the more time Dyon spent in the martial world, the more odd he found the death of his parents. His father and mother were both completely healthy before their deaths. But, what was even more odd was the note his mother had left him for his thirteenth birthday. Everyone here obviously knew about the martial world considering the testing was public. But, that didn’t explain why Dyon’s mother had been so adamant about him going. Or why she was even more sure that he’d either pass the test, or at least find a way to pass it.

Whenever you wanted to start an investigation, it was best to start with whoever had the most to gain. And, with that in mind, who could have possibly gained more than the person who replaced his father.

In addition to that, Dyon’s mother wasn’t normal either. She may have retired to raise Dyon, but she was still once the head of Logistics&Intelligence and had a lot of influence. If she had been alive, the likelihood of this General, General Mace, being appointed to his position would have been near 0.

“You’ve gotten bolder. Did you think losing your virginity made you a man now?” Unlike many of the martial world’s so-called experts, General Mace didn’t lose his temper at Dyon’s words. If anything, he invited them.

But, he didn’t speak blindly. They did have some intelligence on the martial world. According to what they knew, the academy Dyon went to was among the weakest and Dyon’s talent had been evaluated as normal, even for them. In just two years, it was impossible for Dyon to have become powerful enough to be much of a threat.

Dyon feigned surprise, “General. Inquiring about the sex life of a minor isn’t too good, no? You’re practically a political official. What would the public think? People have been fired for less.”

A faint light flashed in the general’s eyes at Dyon’s words.

“You’re being quite rude to someone that can keep you here for months if need be.”

Dyon smiled, taking a step forward. His nose was a mere inch from the General’s, his eye’s sharpening in response. “There’s nothing I find funnier than someone who doesn’t know his own limits.”

The surrounding soldiers had no idea what was going on. This front was one that had a lot of turnover. Not many were willing to spend much time here. In fact, the only reason General Mace was here was due to an inspection. This wasn’t a border that required a lot of protecting because of the treaty.

So, when they saw the general they couldn’t even look in the eye being stepped up to by a sixteen-year-old boy, they didn’t know how to feel.

“Oh? But the man who raised you didn’t seem to know his.” General Mace’s words were laced with malice. Even cry baby Barbaros couldn’t help but shake in anger.

“You know, in the martial world those words are enough for me to kill you.” Dyon’s eyes burned with a black flame that caused a serious expression to surface on General Mace’s features. It was the first time he had felt a threatening aura from Dyon.

“Threatening a government official is enough for me to arrest you right now.”

However, before he had even finished his words, Dyon had gone back to face Ri and Madeleine. “Not everyone here is like him. He’s just got a big a mouth. He has an inability to put much to action though. Let’s go.”

Taking their hands, a brilliant array appeared below Dyon’s feet as he raised into the air under the astounded gazes of the soldier.

“See you later, Unc!” Dyon waved.

“I don’t remember authorizing your entry into our world.” General Mace called out.

“Why don’t you go talk to the President about that? In fact, why don’t you also tell him about how I threatened your life too. I’m sure he’ll help you out with your grievances.” Dyon laughed, flying away leisurely.

His words had quite an obvious meaning. General Mace’s authority enough wasn’t enough to hold him here. And General Mace knew that.

**

Later that evening, General Mace stood alone in his office. It was a large space in the frontier’s main sphere and was filled with large panning windows. However, they were currently shielded by metal blinds.

“Are preparations nearly complete?” A voice Dyon would have recognized came from seemingly everywhere at once. General Mace didn’t even bother to look, he knew he wouldn’t find the person.

“We’ve been working steadily toward this goal for hundreds of years. I wouldn’t mess up now.”

“Do you realize what it is you’re doing?”

“These people mean nothing to me.”

The voice hummed in acceptance. “It’s a shame that the soul kernel has been lost.”

“That could not be helped. But, I believe I have a fairly good guess of what happened to it now.”

“You’ve realized the same thing we have, hm?”

“You too have heard of the boy from our world?” General Mace asked questioningly. He was a bit surprised. Dyon’s presence should have been too lowkey for these figures to notice. Could he have miscalculated something?

“We know of him. When the time is right, the soul kernel will be ours too. But, for now. Focus on properly nurturing the energy and body kernels. After all, your people have been practically placed on a sacrificial alter for them. It’s only right that one of their own be the one to hand it off.”

“As long as my life is extended as promised.”

“You’ve already lived hundreds of years past the normal mortal. Are you still not satisfied?”

General Mace’s eyes flashed with something imperceptible. “I should be the one cultivating. But, that isn’t possible. So, I’ll settle for the life associated with it instead.”

The voice paused before disappearing completely. The hobbled figure that projected the voice disappeared over the horizon in an instant with speed only possible by a Celestial expert. Their back was hunched and aged, but their features remained recognizable.

This person was Elder Daiyu.