Novel Full Book 7: Chapter 162: Divine Pulse (2)
Book 7: Chapter 162: Divine Pulse (2)
Dyon shook his head. His instincts told him that this couldn’t be it. Plus, you could take the Divine Pulse pill at any cultivation. Even a newborn could take it, which was implied by its last ability. Dyon already had plans to store some away for his own children whenever that time may come. Of course, he also mentally set one aside for Eli and Delia’s child as well. Even though he doubted that kid would need it.
That said, the painful part of the process wasn’t taking the pill, it was reconstructing the body to adjust to additional meridians. The Divine Pulse was just a first step and didn’t count as a meridian. One needed to use its abilities to form new meridians within one’s self. Each newly formed meridian was akin to standing before the gate of life and death… Whether you survived was a complete unknown.
Still, having this Divine Pulse alone was enough for many. Although it wasn’t good enough to act as a 109th meridian alone, it was akin to gaining a half order. Considering how far apart the strengths of the 8th and 9th order geniuses were, gaining another half order atop the 9th would allow you to rule over even True Gods. Plus, most people weren’t 9th order geniuses to begin with. For a second grade expert, reaching the first order was more than enough compensation.
In addition, this Divine Pulse would make clearing meridians far easier. So, if you gained this divine pulse in the saint realm, reaching the peak celestial realm and the peak dao formation realm would have an exponentially smaller barrier.
A Divine Pulse was capable of clearing the way, widening passages that were otherwise narrow, and strengthening paths that were otherwise weak.
Even in someone who had gained meridians practically forged by heavenly metals like Dyon, a Divine Pulse would be able to act even more aggressively. Essentially, this was a pill that rewards both the talented and untalented proportionately.
“What do you think is so special about the celestial realm?” Dyon suddenly asked. Since his master wasn’t here, he thought it wouldn’t hurt to ask Madeleine.
Madeleine thought for a bit, ignoring the pills before them for a moment. In the end, her eyes lit up with an answer.
“The Celestial Realm is the first step toward becoming a God. Not one in title, but a real, tried and true God.”
Dyon’s eyes flashed at this answer before falling into contemplation of his own.
What was special about the celestial realm? It was the moment most learned their Pseudo-Domains. To allow yourself absolute mastery over an area – albeit a small one – wasn’t that an act of God?
At the same time, Celestial Energy itself was special. When one begins their cultivation journey, they spend the vast majority of the time dealing with essence energy. In fact, all three of the first realms dealt with essence energy solely. It wasn’t until one became a saint that the form of energy changed, while entering the celestial realm gave way to another change.
Celestial energy had the ability to influence the space around you. In fact, even the celestial level intents had this ability as well. Someone who can wield a 7th stage intent could seal space just as easily as someone who was a lower celestial could.
This sort of control could only be described as the beginning of Godhood. But what did it represent?
Dyon sighed. “I’ll worry about this another time.” Wiping is pensive expression, he smiled. “How about we taste the power of a star grade pill?”
It wasn’t long after Dyon’s words that he found himself looking at a two-inch-wide beige pill in his palm. He had already put away the remaining pills in the pill storage room of the Demon Sage’s tower. Although he felt weird placing such magical pills in the same space as beast nurturing pills, it couldn’t be helped.
‘One day, I’ll be able to concoct you myself…’ Dyon said with a light smile of confidence. ‘In fact, I’ll be able to concoct one better than you.’
The pills vibrated in his hand, fueled by his arrogance. Pills of such a high level had a certain sentience to them and a baseline of love for their creator. It was the same way Dyon’s Queen Fairy Pill was very happy to see him when it was first created. So, this pill didn’t like Dyon’s arrogance very much.
But, when it felt Dyon’s soul strength, it obediently stopped shifting around.
‘Although you’re only of 70% purity, I’ll forgive it on account of your high grade.’
It was certain that if the alchemist who created these pills heard Dyon’s thought, they’d pass out in anger. But, who knew where that heavenly alchemist was now? Likely long dead.
In fact, Dyon should have thought about this fact before. Just how great were the preservation abilities of this room if these pills were in perfect condition even after trillions of years?
Without another thought, Dyon popped the pill into his mouth, catching Madeleine doing the same out of the corner of his own eye. He could almost hear Lilianna grumbling about how unfair this was. If only she had found such a pill in her youth. Maybe she would have been able to help the Holy Goddess more.
Dyon’s body began to glow with a fierce light.
In the next instant, the lines of his meridians began clear from the outside, showing off the intricate and delicate patterns filled with heavenly secrets. Dyon hadn’t even thought for a moment… What would it mean for the magic circles he awakened in the future if he suddenly had more than 108 meridians?
But, he didn’t get a chance to simply because a shocking change was occurring in his inner world.