Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 322: Mask (3)

Although Jasmine was shocked by Dyon’s appearance, it wasn’t because of his elvin features. Due to the cloaking abilities of Dyon’s mask, it was difficult to make out his attributes. He was only a vague image in their minds. So, no one knew any details about his appearance, whether that be the length of his hair or the sharpness of his ears. All of it was shrouded.

In truth, it was because of this reason that no one felt 100% confident in pegging Dyon as an angel despite seeing his wings. It was impossible to see through him when his mask was on.

[Cooperation…] Jasmine’s voice was no longer as light and airy as it once was. Instead, it was replaced by a high-pitched grating noise that made those hearing feel incredibly uncomfortable. The only thing that kept her somewhat palatable was the fact her features were still beautiful.

However, as veins of black slowly took over her once healthy complexion, even that was quickly becoming insufficient.

“I have the ability to ensure that all of the resources of the Dark Ocean fall into our hands. But, in order to pull this off, it requires the Mist Clan being held off for 3 years. If we’re even a single day short, everything will go up in smoke. The only person capable of helping us is you.”

[And what do I receive in return?]

“I’ll give you 5% of those resources.” historical

[Just five percent?] Jasmine’s grating laughter shook the castle. It seemed that even the world was beginning to lose its color. If Dyon didn’t know any better, he would have thought that his Eternity Pupils had inadvertently activated.

“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?!