Profane Prince of Domination

Following a succession of grueling speeches, Daksha had Konrad's party temporarily settled within the Core Zone, and left to prepare the remainder of the team. There wasn't much preparation to do. Surya had already done precise math. The 250 experts would come from the Sea Dream Temple's 30 Cosmic Gods and 232 High Gods. As per the agreement with Daksha, Konrad would replace one of the low-level High Gods to bolster the team's overall strength.

As for the elder, it would undoubtedly be one of the top. A peak-stage Ancestral God. No - perhaps even a half-step Legendary God or Goddess. Although only half a level stood between the two, the strength gap was non-negligible. And among Daksha's daughters and sons-in-law, only two qualified for the task. The great elder, Daksha's eldest daughter, Rati. And her husband, the strongest son-in-law, Kama. However, though he held the rank of second elder, in this contest, Kama wasn't a viable choice.

The reason? He was a Royal Blooded Ravamalahk, and not any one of them but Surya's very own little brother. With that identity, there was no way Daksha would choose him. Rati was, therefore, the most probable option. The thought curved Konrad's lips with a bright smile.

Within the chambers assigned to him, Konrad and his ladies sat crossed-legged in cultivation, letting the nine suns set, and the moons rise to replace them. As they did, while Konrad's eyes remained closed, in a twister of black light, another identical version of him appeared. This one didn't don the Mara disguise, showcasing the icy-blue eyes and empyrean looks that made trillions shiver.

The Second Devil Body and Truth Embodiment.

In silence, that Devil created a flawless Mara replica of the closed-eye Konrad, and the two Devils then stood up to cast their far-seeing glance toward the Radiant Light Mountain, the Cardinal Light Lord, Brihaspati's sect. The Devil dived into the main body, and his lips curved into a smile. With a step, he crossed space to teleport before the Radiant Light Mountain.

Standing absurdly high with more than 90,000 kilometers, the Radiant Light Mountain seemed cast in pure gold, and even under the night sky, it glittered with dazzling light. According to hearsay, this mountain was born and grew alongside Brihaspati, reaching its limit the day he achieved Light Embodiment. It contained a part of him and was his second most cherished possession. The first being his beloved wife.

With his all-seeing eyes, Konrad swept the Radiant Light Mountain, examining every nook and cranny of the sect built on top of it, and locating the hundreds of thousands of Rishis inside. Brihaspati currently stood in his cultivation cave, only five hundred meters away from Tara's. On top deva sect scope, that was nothing.

There weren't many non-Rishis within the Radiant Light Mountain, Tara was undoubtedly the strongest exception. But naturally, in Konrad's eyes, that strength held no weight. Made invisible by his Devil Shroud, Konrad directly stepped into Tara's cultivation cave whose unremarkable outside betrayed an outrageously luxurious inside. The gilded rocks of the outside were nothing when compared to the gemmed walls of the inside.

A succession of diamonds the size of a man's head adorned the gilded walls while twenty-four pillars of shimmering God-Jade, twelve on the left and twelve on the right, paved the way toward the "cave's" center. There, a twenty years old looking divine goddess with long brown hairs draping over her shoulders sat crossed-legged in silent meditation.

Even in that position of apparent peace, her full lips seemed pursed in indignation while her long eyelashes trembled at various intervals, betraying the unrest of her spellbinding face. Five Rishi maids surrounded hair, each on their knees with clasped hands and heads bent low.

"How irritating!"

Tara exhaled and opened her eyes, revealing the hessonite hues of the yakshis. In exasperation, she stood up, unwittingly showcasing the wide-hipped, voluptuous frame yakshis were so famous for. And as above her waist, she only wore an Egyptian-styled diamond necklace, her cantaloupe-sized breasts bounced in plain view.

Konrad nodded in approval. And with the smell of sexual frustration emanating from Tara's body, it didn't take a genius to figure out the root of her irritation.

"That damnable old monk only knows to cultivate, preach peace then cultivate some more. Does he even remember that he still has a wife? How long has it been already? Ten, twenty, or thirty thousand years? I am not a nun!"

Tara exclaimed with unfurling waves of indignation. And hearing those words, the Rishi maids could only lower their heads further.

Tara's mother, the Yaksha Primogen Bhumi was well-known for her frugality. Her two children, however, were a whole other matter. Her eldest and son, Kubera, fancied himself the God of Wealth, and indulged in the greatest material excesses possible. Having been spoiled rotten by that doting elder brother, Tara followed in his footsteps and wouldn't accept any less than the most luxurious of lifestyles.

To get rid of her excesses and temper her, Bhumi accepted Brihaspati's marriage request and wedded her daughter to him. Never did she expect that the Cardinal Light Lord would soon cave in, and fulfill all of his wife's wealth-lust!

Alas, while she was quite satisfied in the luxury department, Tara was forced to accept a remarkably dull sex life. Although Brihaspati had nothing against sensual pleasure, for the billions of years monk, once every 100,000 years was perfectly acceptable!

They'd now been married for five million years, but Bhumi had no doubt that they'd not slept together more than seventy times! If it wasn't out of consideration for his good treatment, she'd have undoubtedly greened his head!

Still, the maids remained silent. Having been by Tara's side for some time, they knew well enough that this was a passing tantrum. After several hours of cursing, she'd get back to secluded cultivation and not awaken for another three thousand years.

For Deva Gods, in times of peace, spending ten-thousand years in secluded cultivation was a routine matter. Were it not for the events of two centuries ago, many would now be in such a state.

But as Konrad heard those heartbreaking words, he couldn't help but sob!

"Having the nerves to not plow such a ravishing lady on a daily basis. Brihaspati, Brihaspati, you deserve to be cucked!"

Konrad inwardly said before dispelling his concealing shroud and appearing in his full glory. At first, the maid knew nothing of his presence, but when they saw Tara's outraged eyes make place for pure disbelief, they turned toward its source and were astounded by the appearance of Chandra, the Cardinal Moon Lord.

Konrad waved his hand, and the five maids collapsed without a sound. This was but a little Truth Law trick. With his Embodiment level, it posed no difficulty. The maids saw Chandra, but in Tara's eyes, it was the picture of a white-haired, icy-blue eyed youth of lustrous snow-white skin that appeared.

And as she stared at those empyrean looks able to snatch Talroth's throne of handsomeness, she subconsciously took a step back. The realization that she couldn't see through the other party's strength dawned onto her, and she took another step back.