Reaper of the Martial World

Book 7: Chapter 49: Complex Emotions (1)

As the 36 young geniuses and Clara climbed in a transportation vessel pulled by Little Wind, other, similar occurrences, were happening all across Earth.

The Belmont Palace shifted into motion, the remnants of the Cavositas clan, even the lesser clans made moves of their owns, including the Big Sects and outer edge academies. Although Focus Academy no longer existed, many of their former rivals were very much alive and well.

However, one Holy Land in particular stirred that would have definitely caught Dyon’s attention: The Bai Clan.

The term ‘Holy Land’ was used quite loosely in the martial world. It simply referred to a place where the valuables of a clan including their tombs and treasures were stored. This place also held the core teachings of a clan and the will of their ancestors.

For the Elvin Kingdom, their Tombs were located in another dimension entirely. The same was true of the celestial beasts. This was also the case for the Bai…

When Dyon learned that the Bai were devil cultivators, he suddenly understood many things.

During his Focus Academy days, he was well aware that Pillar Family Heads were lower essence gatherers at best, with most of them still being within the Meridian Formation stage. The only exception to this was Patia-Neva who was actually already a celestial at the time.

As for Head Bai, Meiying’s father, he was also a meridian formation expert… However, the reason was more complex than this.

Although the Bai family couldn’t be said to be overtly powerful, a cultivation realm so low was definitely too pitiful for a clan the Daiyu took seriously. The truth of the matter was that Head Bai’s cultivation of the conventional path really was at the mere meridian formation tier. However, his cultivation of the devil path was already within the celestial realm.

The Bai family’s Holy Land was filled with curse energy not as a form of protection, but rather as a by-product of their devil qi accumulating methods.

When Dyon first met Meiying, the number one thing he noted about her were her Violet eyes. The second thing he noted about her was the strangeness of her Feng Shui Compass will.

Niche wills like Meiying’s compass will were never given formal rankings, but you’d sooner find a needle in a vast ocean before you found one that was weak.

Why was it that Meiying couldn’t come with Dyon? Why was it that her family placed such importance on this will? And why was it that they found this will to be so important, yet still ship off Meiying to be married to the Daiyu?

The truth was that Meiying’s Feng Shui Compass will was the key to accumulating the devil qi that the Bai family needed to properly cultivate their core family teachings… By making use of her comprehension of the nature of the heavens, Meiying was able to find and lay formation that allowed for the accumulation of energy where they might otherwise not appear.

As for the answers to the remaining question?… Dyon didn’t know. All he could guess was that the Bai family was trying to recover from a devastating blow they suffered in the past…

“Father,” Meiying’s brow furrowed, clearly looking very much annoyed. Her appearance had matured since the past, her beautiful oriental features blooming in full force. However, she still had that same mischievous character, “Let me go. There’s a massive disturbance in the heavens. If you keep holing me up here, I won’t help you or the family out anymore.”

Head Bai’s short stature snorted at his daughter’s words, clasping his hands behind his back and gliding across the throne room. “The outside world is not safe. It’s filled with hypocrites and fools, yet you treat it as though something is waiting for you.”

Meiying rolled her eyes. “Do you really believe that you’ll become all powerful hiding in this hell hole and relying on your daughter? What kind of man are you?”

Maybe a normal father who heard these words would fly into a rage, but Head Bai was so used to his daughter’s fierce tongue that it rolled off his shoulders.

“Wait, don’t answer that,” Meiying snorted, “You’re the kind of man who sells his daughter off to the highest bidder, then pretends to love her when she comes back.”

“If you hadn’t helped the Belmonts at the last moment, we wouldn’t still be in this ‘hell hole’.” Head Bai remained unmoved.

“You expected me to cause the death of my Big Sister’s husband? Drop dead old man. Plus, I helped them out far too much, yet they still failed. Clearly, the better bet was Dyon. Yet you’re too stubborn to admit it.” Meiying sneered. “I can practically smell that impotent emperor energy you’re giving off. Unwilling to admit your mistakes, but still overcompensating for something your crotch lacks.”

The guards at the entrance of the throne rooms bit down on the inside of their cheeks hard. No matter what, they couldn’t allow even the faintest of snickers to escape into the world, or else the consequences would be dire.

What kind of daughter spoke to her father like this?

“Bet on that arrogant little boy? He’s lucky I didn’t kill him when I first met him. Those Focus Academy bastards might have been scared of the Mortal Realm’s retaliation, but what have I, Bai Qiangda, ever been afraid of?”

Meiying clapped happily. “What a big man you are. You’re not afraid of killing a little boy who had just stepped into the martial world? Too bad for you that Patia-Neva was also a celestial at the time and would have never allowed it which is the real reason you never made a move with that temper of yours.”

Head Bai’s face twitched and reddened slightly, but he was used to thickening his skin around this daughter of his.

“Let’s make a bet old man.” Meiying stood from the throne that should have been only her father’s to sit in. “If Dyon can defeat you by now, we’ll do things my way. If you can defeat him, I’ll never question you again.”