Chapter 1966 Naught

Chapter 1966 Naught

However, to those with great attainments in the soul path, it's a great battle weapon.

'For example, some with sword manifestations upon reaching this realm would make their Vajra Body into a nascent weapon, making it into their lifelong partner. Some of the best treasures on the Immortal Plane are the nascent weapons of long passed experts forged of their Vajra Bodies. You'll discover the inception of this content at n0v@lbin★

'However... humanoid manifestations like yours are exceedingly rare. Even I can only think of a very select few who have living manifestations. What you can do with yours should of course far surpass this narrow option.

'Still, you need to be exceedingly careful using your Vajra Body on the Mortal Plane. It's not an existence meant to appear here...

'You still have little understanding of the Immortal Plane, but even Immortal Law Realm experts aren't guaranteed to form Vajra Bodies. The attainment in Dao Heart State needed are simply too high.

'If you use this Vajra Body too freely, you may very well catch the attention of the Heavens. At that point, it may forcefully send you to the Immortal Plane!

'One half of the reason why I told you to evoke your sealed world was to protect this plane, yes. But the other half was to help you hide from the eyes of the Heavens. If you exhibit strength too far exceeding the Mortal Plane, it will take action without a doubt. By then, all you have built here would be for naught.'

Dyon's only response to the Dragon King's words was to cough up another mouthful of blood.

'Forgive me for asking...' Though the old lizard started his words like this, Dyon could already hear the deep sneer in his voice. '... But why is it that a so-called alchemist isn't using alchemy to cure his own injuries.'

Dyon froze.

Dyon smiled lightly despite the pain surging through his body. "Thanks, old lizard."

The Dragon King's laughter paused before a deep snort resounded in Dyon's mind. Afterward, the old guy disappeared once more.

Dyon, who was struggling on all fours, battled to push himself up, falling down to his butt and crossing his legs.

Not long afterward, an adorable bobbing alchemy cauldron appeared before him.

"Hey little guy." Dyon said with a light smile. He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that he was the center of attention for the whole of the Sprite Capital. If it wasn't for the fact his clones had sealed off access to the teleportation formations, maybe many would be pouring in to see the origin of this commotion already.

The little cauldron escaped Dyon's hands, turning around and ignoring him.

Dyon smiled bitterly. "I'm sorry. I should have brought you out to fight too."

The cauldron's lid opened and slammed shut multiple times. Dyon could feel the little guy was ranting. Maybe if it had arms, they would be crossed as Dyon faced its back.

"Okay, okay. You're right, you're right. From now on, you can stay by my side. Since my identity is exposed anyway, there's no need to put you away. Now you'll never miss a fight again."

The adorable little cauldron turned around slightly, seemingly liking the sound of Dyon's words. However, it was shocked to see Dyon, who had been trying to hold back, cough up what seemed like another vat of blood.

Seeing this seen, it rushed over, its lid flapping. It was no doubt concerned, even rubbing itself against Dyon's cheek and passing some of the medicinal essence built up within its body to him.