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Dyon continued as though he couldn't see their shift in attitude. "The reason this Mystical World is so amazing is because it's built with a treasure of the 33 heavens as its core. With a treasure that even a transcendent would pine after, it's no wonder that this world is so amazing.
"The Life Stone is able to use its creation characteristics to solidify the laws the Mystical World is built upon, making it almost as powerful as an Independent World and giving the one who controls the Master Symbol the power of a God.
"Still… That's only one treasure of the 33 heavens, no? I wonder… Just how much more effective would my suppression of you all be if I added another treasure of the same caliber? Hm? What if I add two?" Dyon's grin grew slyer, to the three heads, he looked no different than a devil. "What about three? I wonder, what would your true domains mean in the face of that?"
The three heads grew tense. Maybe if they were in the right frame of mind, they'd find Dyon's words ridiculous. Even one treasure of the 33 heavens was impossible to find, even for the greatest clans and sects, how could one boy have three?
However, Granny Celest's white eyes glowed at Dyon's words… Because she knew very well that The Seal was an heirloom of their Celestial Deer Clan for countless epochs. Maybe Dyon was exaggerating about having three treasures of such a level, but at the moment, just The Seal in concert with the Master Symbol would be enough to deal with these three hundreds of times over.
… If only Granny Celest knew that Dyon was exaggerating about the number three in the slightest.
Suddenly, Dyon laughed uproariously, keeling over and clutching his stomach.
"Look at you all, how ridiculous. I really must have scared you for you to believe my words so easily this time around." Dyon wiped the tears from his eyes. It had been a long time since he had just goofed off like this, it was exactly what he needed.
"Of course, I have methods of dealing with you all, but there's no need to use them. Not only will you step aside and not dare to speak a single word of discontent, you'll do so with a smile on your faces."
The three clan heads boiled with rage at Dyon's words, how dare he humiliate them like this?
However, in the next instant they froze in place as two comedically adorable voices sounded out.
"Who do you think you are looking down on my big brother Dyon!" Little Yang's pristinely white fur shimmered and stood tall, conveying her unhappiness.
"Hmph." Little Yin loved to pretend to be arrogant as though he was a little emperor, but he clearly didn't like seeing his choice being doubted by the likes of these has-beens.
Granny Celest's eyes widened as everyone's eyes trained on the two little hamsters on Dyon's left and right shoulder.
Head Tudo trembled. 'I questioned the ability of a chosen to lead?'
Even as old as she was, she seemed to age a hundred years more as she slumped under the weight of her black, obsidian shell. If it wasn't for her two Apprentice Scholars catching her and mustering every bit of their strength to keep her upright, she would have been crushed under the billion jin weight.
Dyon's eyes sharpened as he flashed forward, utilizing the Master Symbol to move at too fast a speed for anyone to react.
His palm slammed into Head Tudo's forehead, stealthily sending a stream of sealing power to lock her consciousness away. Of course, he could only do this with the help of The Seal.
"You!"
"What are you doing?!"
The Apprentice Scholars forgot everything about the appearance of the Celestial Hamsters after seeing their family head treated in this way. But, in the end, it was Head Tigris and Head Simia that held them back, each with complicated looks on their faces.
"Thank you." They both said simultaneously.
Dyon didn't say anything else and simply walked away with Granny Celest and the two saintesses. He had nothing else to do here. It was only Little Yang and Little Yin who wiggled their little butts and stuck out their small tongues in protest, as though they needed to make absolutely sure that everyone knew how displeased they were.
After Dyon was gone, the two Apprentice Scholars shivered with rage, still clearly not having calmed down.
"Does he think he can treat us like this just because he was chosen?"
Seeing the supposed wisdom embodiments acting like this was truly too surprising for the other attendants. They were supposed to be the least likely to lose their temper like this.
The two family heads shook their heads.
"When your family head wakes up, she'll educate you on just how stupid your actions were then." Head Simia said. "Even if he wanted you all to strip naked and service him, you should do so without blinking an eye. If he wanted you to castrate yourselves, you should do so with a smile on your face. If this was the Celestial Era, even looking at a normal chosen inappropriately was grounds for losing your life… Not to mention a chosen of the royal bloodline.
"Plus, none of that even considers the fact that had it not been for his movement, your family head would be dead. You're Apprentice Scholars yet you can't recognize the imminent collapse of a Dao Heart? How could you let an essence gatherer understand the signs before you?"
The greater your cultivation, the more important your dao heart became. Obviously, the absolute extreme of this was the transcendent realm where dao hearts were directly linked to one's lifespan.
In her old age, Head Tudo could definitely not withstand such backlash. Dyon's act of sealing her consciousness was akin to saving her life.
The moment the two Apprentice Scholars understood this, they paled, immediately understanding that they were in the wrong.
For someone of Head Tudo's caliber, to have spent her entire life forging her temperament and disposition, not to mention placing knowledge and wisdom above all, yet make such a mistake so late in her life… It was no wonder her dao heart nearly crumbled. She felt as though her whole life was wasted.
When it mattered the most, Head Tudo had allowed her own anger toward Dyon's comments about their cowardice to blind her to the truth.
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"Little Dyon, I know that they've done wrong. But…" Granny Celest couldn't help but say this, hoping that Dyon would show some leniency. After seeing Dyon go out of his way to save Head Tudo, she understood that he wasn't a rigid person.
It may have seemed simple, but judging by Dyon's heavy breathing and irregular soul energy flow, it took a lot out of him to seal the consciousness of a dao formation expert, even with the help of the Master Symbol.
Simply put, he didn't have to do what he did, especially not for a person like Head Tudo.
Dyon smiled. "I'm actually very selfish. I only saved her life so that it would be impossible to blame me for her death. I've seen many shameless people in my life, and I have no doubt that they'd take advantage."
Granny Celest remained silent as she looked at Dyon's side profile. She could tell that he was lying, but she didn't bother to call him out on it.
As if someone like Dyon would care about shameless people. He'd just kill them so he wouldn't have to listen to their incessant whining.
"Don't worry, Granny Celest. I have something far better than your ancient blood reserves. In fact, I have two ways that probably work better than the methods you've been using." Dyon smiled mysteriously.
Granny Celest's eyes widened. Maybe if it was previously, she'd knock this grandson of hers in the back of the head for exaggerating. But, after seeing him toy with three dao formation experts, she didn't have the heart to do so.
"Forget about that for now." Dyon's eyes warmed considerably. "It's a problem that hasn't been fixed for millions of years, it could stand to stay unsolved for a few more days.
"How about you come out, Master? Don't you want to see your mom after so long?"