Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God-Novel



"5% and the services of a Planet Lord for ten years following the completion of the first three-year period."

Jasmine could no longer remain calm at these words, her emotions fluctuating for the second time that day.

[What did you just say?]

It had to be known that the divisions of array alchemy mastery, and many fields related to it, were divided in such a way that mastery one step below a certain cultivation level was able to help cultivators a single step above – Weapon's Smithing being one of the few exceptions.

This might sound complicated, but it was actually simple. Simply put, a Common Grade Alchemist was able to concoct pills useful for Meridian Formation stage experts. This logic continued onward, meaning Grandmasters could concoct pills useful for celestials. Finally, Comet Lords could concoct pills useful for dao experts.

When one reaches this point on this train of logic, the value of a Planet Lord suddenly become world defying. Their very existence stands at the pinnacle of all that was.

If Jasmine had a Planet Lord to personally concoct her pills, just what kind of result would it have? The truth was that the Water Mist Sect and many other Clans and Sects that shared similar rankings with it had numerous Planet Grade spiritual ingredients simply gathering up dust, unable to be used. Sometimes, they were forced to make the painful decision of directly consuming these spiritual fruits and plants despite knowing how much they were giving up by not concocting them into a pill!

With a Planet Lord, this sort of heartbreak would be a thing of the past!

Even Ri was shocked. She knew that Dyon's master was a Star Lord, but she was still a partial spirit. She didn't have the stamina to concoct such high-level pills. Even if Dyon got her a body, it would take some time before that body grew powerful enough to withstand the full brunt of her soul prowess. This meant only one thing: Dyon was a Planet Lord now!

Almost as though to respond to his wife's thoughts, Dyon's soul strength bloomed. Jasmine felt her own soul tremble with inferiority as the beautiful images of planets of red, blue, and green hovered in the air.

[You… You're a Planet Lord!]

Of course he treated her safety measures as a joke. He was actually such an outstanding existence!

If Jasmine was uncertain before, she was completely convinced now that Dyon couldn't be a celestial. Her instincts had to be wrong. It was simply impossible for the body of a celestial to withstand the strength of such a powerful dao soul.

She broke out into a cold sweat when she thought of how much contempt she had held Dyon in. Could it be that he was actually far more powerful than her?

"Three years from now, as long as you provide me with the ingredients, I'll concoct whatever Planet Grade Pill you so choose. There is no upper limit. As long as you hand me the ingredients before our ten-year agreement ends, I will concoct them for you even if it takes more than ten years."

Jasmine's ample chest heaved quietly. The beating of her heart reverberated through the throne room.

"I do want to make one thing clear, though." Dyon said with narrowed eyes. "I'm only choosing to work with you because I have no other chance. The amount of people you've murdered using that bright smile and innocent appearance is far more than I can fathom. While I understand you stepped onto this retched path for the sake of surviving under the onslaught of the Mist Clan, you should know that I look down on you!

"The pills you ask me to concoct cannot be related to the Path of Evil. If you need Devil Path or Demonic Path pills, I will oblige. But I will never help your evil deeds.

"If I find out that you've continued your evil practices after today's meeting, I will personally kill you!"

Jasmine's grating laughter suddenly filled the hall once more.

[Once one steps onto the Path of Evil, there is no going back. I will oblige your requests, but I will do as I please after our deal concludes. I'll invite your ire with open arms afterward.]

Her eyes narrowed once more, searing holes into Dyon's body. [But I wonder if you can accomplish what the Mist Clan couldn't?!]

In the past, she was a mere child, yet she survived within the jaws of such a behemoth. Now, she was Higher Dao Expert, an existence that even the outer quadrants wouldn't turn their noses up at. Even if the Clan backing Dyon was far more impressive, wouldn't the difficulty still be much less?!

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"Can we trust her?" Ri asked. The source of this content is ɴo(v)elFɪre.net

Hours later, Clara and Ri lay Dyon's arms, a thin sheen of fragrant sweat covering their flawless bodies. It had been a long time since any one of them had had a true break, so they took some time to enjoy themselves with the demon sage tower as they journeyed toward Soul Rending Peak.

Dyon, who had been enjoying the soft bodies of his wife until now looked toward the ceiling with a pensive expression.

"I don't know what she was like before she fell to the Evil Path, but it's almost impossible for her to step off of it now. If it was as simple as her gaining strength through unsavory methods, it might be alright. But, the Evil Path distorts even your personality to its core."

The best way Dyon could describe it was by comparing it to how he felt when he caught a glimpse of the hidden truths of his Chaos Flames. Even a strong-willed individual like him completely lost his way, falling to despair. If it wasn't for his undead body, he would be dead right now.

The Evil Path worked on the mind in a similar way. However, it was far more sinister. In the beginning, an individual wouldn't even notice the changes in themselves. Then, one day they'd wake up and realize they'd become exactly like Jasmine.

To make matters worse, they wouldn't feel any regret or remorse. Maybe some small, deeply hidden part of themselves would. But, it would get drowned out.

For Jasmine to have cultivated to the dao realm using this method, she was too far gone. Dyon could tell that she started before she entered the celestial realm, which meant that at least several dozen thousand years had passed. This was all she had known for basically her whole life.

In truth, Dyon was already preparing a method to kill her. Due to the soul contract the two of them had signed, it was impossible for him to use the pills he concocted for her to accomplish this, which meant he could only think of another method.

"This is too dangerous." Clara said with a frown.

Dyon sighed. "Maybe, but I really don't have any other choice. You two probably haven't been back to Soul Rending Peak in a while, but it's in complete shambles. It was a mistake to have them migrate without my supervision. Now, fixing the issues will become a massive hassle."

"That might not be as hard to fix as you think." Clara said thoughtfully.

Dyon blinked.