Reaper of the Martial World

Book 12: Chapter 148: Troll (3)

At that moment, a taller beauty with an aura so sharp it made her impossible to glance directly at, and a shorter beauty with delicate brown skin and a presence as heavy as a mountain suddenly appeared before Dyon.

“You two are planning on stopping me?” Dyon asked expressionlessly.

“And so what if we are?” Lilith put her hands on her hips. “If we didn’t appear, you really would kill her.”

“She deserves death.” Dyon replied in a monotone manner.

Saru ignored Dyon and had already gone to console the crying Amethyst. She truly looked too pitiful. The moment she got the slightest hint of support, she practically leapt into Saru’s arms.

“Be more lenient or else you’ll have no choice but to come to a brothel too.” Lilith said in a stern manner.

At this point, Dyon was speechless. After she said such a thing, how would he maintain his imposing demeanor? Was this even fair? It seemed these two were very much aware that they had special privileges others didn’t as his wives, and they clearly took full advantage of it.

Seeing Dyon not knowing how to respond and the fact his expressionless visage had cracked thanks to his now twitching lip, Lilith grinned, revelling in her victory.

The two of them had spent many decades with Amethyst. Even if she came here of her own free will, they wouldn’t sit idly by while she was killed like this.

One might think that their old memories might override the new ones much like Dyon’s had in large part, however there were two important matters to consider. Firstly, they hadn’t lived for trillions of years like Dyon had. But, that truth could be set aside because even if it wasn’t that long, it was still billions at the very least.

The second and most important point was that they had a good impression of Amethyst while Dyon had never had one.

No matter how Dyon’s old memories had overrides his new ones, it wasn’t like he could say such a thing to his own master if she was sitting here.

If it really was Esmeralda who was in Amethyst’s place, wouldn’t the connotation be similar? However, there was no way that Dyon would threaten to kill the master that helped raise him up in this life.

Ultimately, it was simply a matter of him not liking Amethyst very much. Who asked her to try to kill him the moment she first laid eyes on him? She could only blame herself.

Many hours later, long after Dyon had left the destroyed front gate of Sparkling Zither Pavilion, Amethyst had finally calmed down enough to explain what happened.

She had indeed joined of her own free will.

After leaving the Well Clans, it was a bit difficult for her to make it out on her own. Even if she wanted to make it back to the Phoenix Hegemon, it would take thousands of years of travel at the very least. She didn’t have any resources and her knowledge of the outside world was too lacking. So, since Dyon so unceremoniously kicked her away without leaving her any help, she could only try to make her own way.

Travel across the immortal plane simply took too long. Even the Immortal God they sent after Dyon took the several years Dyon spent within the Yin Soldier immortal legacy world to finally make it within striking distance of him. It was just a pity for her that the moment she got close, he pierced through the final bits of his restriction and used it to kill her.

The most pitiful part, actually, was that that Immortal God hadn’t even been aware that Dyon was her target. She was simply caught a whiff of his breakthrough into the fourth facet and began making her way in his direction to investigate. Then, years later, his final chain broke just when she was about to find him. It could only be said that her luck was terrible.

Eventually, maybe by coincidence, Amethyst ended up taking up the same profession Kukan and became an immortal hunter. She had joined the Sparkling Zither Pavilion for many years because she had reason to believe that one of her targets liked to frequent it.

However, ‘frequent’, in the mind of immortals, could be anything from once a day to once a decade. So Amethyst was settling into her role so that her target wouldn’t find her sudden appearance to be suspicious to her target.

Ultimately, Dyon had wronged her a bit. But, he had no intention to apologize.

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Days later, Kukan woke up to find herself in a lab with silver tables and bright lights. When her eyes landed on Dyon, she almost fainted again, thinking that she had landed in the hands of some pervert that was about to dissect her.

“You’re finally awake? You’re really too pathetic to be considered a half master of my wife. If I don’t do something about this, the immortal plane will think I became soft.”

Kukan’s expression warped at these words and her head whipped around to find a route to escape, only for her to find a pair of violet eyes looking back at her with a pitying gaze. Who could understand what Kukan was going through now better than Amethyst?

In the next moment, though. The two women forgot their fear and helplessness, only to have those two emotions replaced by a searing rage.

“Let’s get down to business then.” Dyon wiped his hands almost too diligently. “I feel a wave of disgust whenever I remember I have the Primordial Yin of you two within my body. Luckily for me and for you, there’s a solution to this.

“I will use them as a replacement for your faith seeds and help you reconstruct your foundations. By then, you two will be perfect transcendents with perfected mortal bodies.

“With my help, I guess you’ll be barely worthy of having some connection to my wives.”

To the side, Saru and Lilith looked at one another before rolling their eyes. Their husband was such a troll.