Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Without a single word, she fell into his embrace, clutching him tightly.

Dyon didn't need to ask to understand why she was being this way. If he did, wouldn't he be a terrible husband?

It had already been more than 20 years now since her father disappeared into the True Empath Trial of the Epistemic Tower. Yet, they hadn't heard a single word of him since then.

Everything was seemingly perfect, and there was nothing Ri could want for… But not having her father by her side was weighing on her.

In truth, if she had to be honest, the father she knew in her youth had been gone for a long time. The guilt he felt leaving his Kingdom in pursuit of his wife was something he had never forgotten, and it ate away at him every day.

Dyon honestly didn't know if he would ever crawl out of that pit of despair.

Dyon lightly stroked Ri's hair.

"There's no need to worry." He said softly. "That old man is the one who runs those trials, he wouldn't dare take it too far on father-in-law or else he'll hear from me!"

Ri sniffled lightly and giggled, breathing in Dyon's scent.

Maybe only her husband would dare speak of threatening a Transcendent. But, judging by the change in the depth of his eyes… She felt that even if she didn't know Abraxus would never harm him, that she would believe he could do it anyway.

At the same time, she felt a sweetness in her heart. This was the first time Dyon had ever called King Acacia 'father'. Though she knew he was only doing it to appease her, she still loved his attention to detail. Only this sort of man was worth marrying, even if she had to share him.

Ri stood to the very tips of her toes and wrapped her arms around Dyon's neck, looking into his eyes with beautiful silver-blue pearls.

"Looks at you, a crying mess." Dyon teased. "What would all your countless pursuers think seeing their queen dripping tears and snot?"

Ri smiled. "I'm sure they'd lead an army to kill the man who put me in this state. I'm afraid they'd blame you first. I hope you're powerful enough to fend them off."

"My bones are weak and fragile, I'm too old to be doing such things anymore. Leave it to the youth. I'll let Little Alauna handle it."

Ri pouted. "I hear old men lose their prowess in bed." She sighed lightly, as though lamenting a time long passed. "I'll have to start conducting interviews. You may be old, but I'm still a young woman in the prime of my youth, I have needs."

Dyon grinned evilly. "Us old men might be lacking in certain areas, but we more than make it for it with experience."

Dyon swept Ri away. But, he would have never expected that not even fifteen minutes later, Ri would be laughing hysterically. In fact, she could hardly hold it in. Due to her cultivation, even when she struggled to keep it down, her voice covered the whole of Elvin Territory within the Mortal Alliance.

Though Dyon was surprisingly unhappy to hear this laughter, Kawa, Ri's mother, finally smiled for the first time in a long time.

'… It seems that son-in-law of mine is back… Only he could make her smile and laugh now…' She sighed and looked off into the distance. '… When will you come back to my side… husband…?'

Within the royal chambers of the Elvin Palace, the enticing scene of Ri's laughter was a feast for her eyes.

Her breasts weren't as large as Madeleine's, but they were like two perfect little cups of dew, molded perfectly to fit one's hand. As her laughter rippled through her body, the jiggled healthily, making Dyon's blood boil.

Her petite frame could have only been sculpted by a God. The way her pale blue hair clung to the glistening, sweaty curves of her body was an image beyond words.

To say she was a world class beauty could only be an understatement. In Dyon's eyes, only his own wives could reach this standard. He didn't care how beautiful or gorgeous others were, to him, there were only them. Only they could stir his heart.

However, at this moment, even with his wife's perfect naked body before him, Dyon felt more annoyed than he ever had in his whole life.

He looked down at the rod between his legs, his prided joy, one of the few things in his life that had never failed him… hanging limply without a reaction.

Ri caught her breath, trying to steadily slow her laughter, but when she saw the sight of Dyon's heart broken expression, she broke down and started laughing again.

'Dammit… If Clara finds out about this, I'll never hear the end of it!' Dyon felt like crying but had no tears to give.

Did he really think he could sit in that environment and cultivate for five whole years without facing any sort of consequences? He thought he was fine, but the truth was that his body was currently filled with hidden injuries. Some were small, and some were large, but the fact was that they were all numerous in number.

[One Above All] could only be cultivated in an environment like the Immortal Plane because only such a place would have the appropriate and complete laws to begin proper comprehension, but the consequences of doing so weren't negligible.

When Ri finally managed to stop bursting into fits of laughter, she reached over and pulled Dyon down from his kneeling position on the bed. Her naked body embraced his own, a content smile on her face.

She knew well that her husband must have been suffering through all sorts of terrible things these five years for his body to be in this condition. So, though she laughed, it was only the way family members would jeer at one another.

As for the thought of replacing Dyon, it never truly crossed her mind. She wouldn't choose even the world itself over him.

Like this, the husband and wife pair fell asleep in each other's arms, attempting to wash away years of stress and toil with rest.