Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Of the eight kneeling geniuses here, four of which were men, there wasn't a single one of them that didn't have dreams of marrying Alauna one day and grasping the foremost beauty of not just their Sprite Alliance, but the Mortal Plane itself in their hands.

However, they had no idea that their first obstacle toward such a dream was right before them. Unfortunately for them, they had already gotten on the bad side of the father of the very beauty they wanted to marry, being none the wiser.

It was at that moment that the tower's mystical world opened once more, revealing the image of a fairy-like goddess descending from the skies.

The eyes of the eight geniuses lit up with hope and excitement. Who else could it be if not Little Alauna? But, her next words caused their eyes to widen with shock.

"Dad!"

Dyon smiled bitterly at his daughter's exclamation. He wasn't planning on revealing the true extent of his and Luna's, not to mention Alauna's, relationships. At least not yet, at the very least. However, he didn't expect that his usually obedient Little Alauna would actually play such a mischievous trick now.

With how intelligent his daughter was, Dyon didn't believe for a single instant that she made an honest mistake, calling out to him on reflex. There was no doubt in his mind that she had done it on purpose.

Alauna floated down from the skies and landed before covering her mouth as though she had made an oopsie. However, seeing her father's expression, she knew that her act had been seen through.

Madeleine giggled, standing up to greet and pinch Alauna's cheeks.

"You little troublemaker."

"Ow, ow. Momma Madeleine, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Alauna pouted adorably, trying to run away from Madeleine's piercing fingers.

Dyon sighed. Although his daughter had just now made his future path more difficult, he didn't have the heart to scold her. He knew exactly why she had done such a thing.

Little Alauna obviously loved her mother no less than she loved Dyon. Their relationship as mother and child was exceptionally close as well, especially in recent times with Alauna helping Luna to manage the Heavenly Sprites.

Her scheme's goal was obvious. She wanted Dyon to accept Luna, or at the very least, give Luna the status she deserved. Even if she could not be Dyon's wife, Dyon should at the very least not hide the fact they had a child together.

If others knew Alauna's thoughts, they'd probably spew blood.

To them, Luna, the Unblemished One, was a mighty existence that stood above practically every woman on the Mortal Plane. If anything, hiding Dyon's status as the father of her child was more beneficial to her reputation. Why did Alauna seem to think that being the mother of Dyon's child was such a lofty position?

But who could explain the love of a daughter for her father? In Alauna's eyes, there was no man greater than her own father. So, of course she saw the status of being his woman as a great one that her mother deserved.

"What… What did you just call him?"

Bowaye was a man of sturdy stature. He stood at more than seven feet tall and was the number one ranked genius of the Earthen Sprites. While most sprites had weak bodies, he was an exception, having a frame brimming with power.

Much like his standing, his temperament was as motionless as a mountain. Of the eight kneeling geniuses, he was the only one who had not spoken a word from start to finish. He was only silently etching this humiliation into his Dao Heart, tempering himself and fueling his desire to grow stronger.

Of the eight, he was the only one who caught Dyon's attention. In fact, Dyon almost had the impulse to make him his third disciple. This sort of character was truly worth nurturing… Though, whether he accepted or not was an entirely different matter.

This aside, even Bowaye couldn't help but tremble at Alauna's words. The revelations were too astounding.

Dyon knew that this matter couldn't be hidden. When these eight geniuses were sent in, they were obviously sent with various monitoring mechanisms so those old fogies on the outside could see what was happening without directly interfering. There was no doubt they were currently running around with their hair on fire seeing their prided geniuses easily subdued like this.

Being pushed into a corner, they begged and pleaded with the Heavenly Sprites to send in the Unblemished Heiress, believing her to be their only hope of saving face before the upper echelon had no choice but to step in.

But who would have known that the Heavenly Sprite elder would be correct? She had sneered and accepted their request, knowing that Alauna would never attack Dyon.

Still, even she could have never expected the word "dad" to leave the Heiress' lips. Even she had the impulse to try and clear her ears out, just to make sure she hadn't misheard.

"… Now go."

After being scolded by Madeleine, Alauna walked toward Dyon who was still lying in his hammock with her head down. She didn't dare to look up and meet Dyon's gaze. Though in the mortal world she would already be an adult in her mid-twenties, before Dyon, she still acted like a little girl.

"… Dad… Are you mad….?"

Seeing Dyon remain silent, Alauna couldn't help but speak first.

In truth, she had never been scolded before. Back when she was training with Dyon to cross the formation protecting Hell's Right Eye, Dyon had been hard on her, but she hadn't taken that to heart. However… This time was different.

Dyon sighed. "How could I be mad at you, this is my fault. You only want the best for your mother… I understand."

Dyon sent Amphorae to a comfy bed in his Inner World before standing. Things had just gotten more complicated, so he couldn't casually handle matters as he had to now any longer.

As one of the five supreme leaders of the Sprite Alliance, Luna's face was directly tied to their Faith. If her reputation was squandered, it would cause their Faith to plummet.