Reaper of the Martial World

Book 9: Chapter 22: Fused (1)

If Dyon had to be honest with himself, even after believing he had reached the True Deity Grade of meridians thanks to his sovereign flame, he hadn’t experienced any stark change, aside from his meridians being larger, everything else was the same.

Of course, Dyon didn’t really have anything else to go off of. He was only aware that his meridians were larger than they had been in the past, but he wasn’t aware of what the meridians of others were like in comparison to his. But, the moment he regained his energy cultivation talent, everything seemed to flip on its head.

If Dyon had to describe it, it was like the first time he wore the Dragon King as a band on his wrist. Before doing so, the world might as well have been black and white, but the moment he did, he felt as though a swirl of color had invaded his senses.

The world seemed colorful and full of life, as though there was nothing more beautiful than existence itself, even the air seemed to smell better.

However this feeling, it was hundreds if not thousands of times that.

Dyon’s meridians doubled, then even tripled in size, it reached a point where he doubted if they could even fit in his body any longer, just where were they going?

But, just when he thought it was finished, a sound that could only be compared to the unsheathing of a vibrant sword resounded from his body. In that instant, his meridians that should have been forged of flesh, became as hard as diamond.

It cracked and reformed, repeating the process again and again.

As though forced to act, Dyon’s body responded in kind. He could only push Alauna’s small body across the room on a cushion of wind qi as he underwent reconstruction once more. Just weeks after entering the silver silk stage, Dyon shattered the barrier to the gold silk realm.

The truly shocking part, however, was that this time, even while Dyon was holding back so as not to scream in pain, and his body disappeared into thin lines of silver silk, there was a portion of him that remained behind.

Sturdy and intricate lines as complex as blood vessels. Beautiful didn’t seem like a grand enough word to describe whatever it was. They were as clear as the purest water, perfectly reflecting the light that bounced along its surface.

“Meridians…?” Luna looked on in shock along with the recently clothed Clara. “… That’s impossible…”

There were few individuals more familiar with meridians in existence. In fact, despite being unable to cultivate, Luna’s meridians would technically be ungradeable. True Deity simply wasn’t enough for her. But, even she had never seen meridians like this.

This obviously wasn’t to say that Dyon’s energy talent surpassed Luna’s, that would be ridiculous. It was rather that these meridians were far too different… They seemed like something beyond meridians.

Luna’s eyes shone. Could this be related to Dyon and Clara’s race of people?

Luna could very clearly see Dyon 118 meridians, but the formations of meridian pathways were far beyond that of what a human should have.

When Luna turned her attention toward Clara, her sensitivity to energy immediately picked up that Clara’s meridians were different as well, they just hadn’t evolved to the final state Dyon’s had quite yet.

‘Is this because of the Sovereign Flame?’ Luna speculated.

Thanks to the Sovereign Flame, Dyon’s meridians had evolved to the final, perfect, True Deity stage. However, Clara’s meridians were now of the First Grade.

‘The meridians and blood vessels have perfectly fused, creating a new network. Not just this, but the meridians of the brain are far more intricate than one would find even among the Sapientia…’

If Luna’s thoughts were revealed, the shock was ravage the whole of the martial world.

The Sapientia were also a special evolved race of humans. Their strength manifested in their minds, which was why they were known for their knowledge. They were generally far smarter and had higher comprehension than other Clans did.

This wasn’t a matter of affinity. The sprites might have higher comprehension toward a certain element due to their lineage, but the Sapientia had a deeper holistic comprehension ability which was why they had the most Higher Existences among the Outer Powers. To say that another race of people had greater brain development than the Sapientia bordered on blasphemy.

But, when Luna looked toward Clara’s mind, the proof was right before once more. Not only were the meridians and blood vessels of their minds more developed, they had more folds than average humans did as well, meaning they had more brain matter surface area than others did.

Luna’s gaze shifted over to Little Alauna who Dyon had sent over to her. She could only be surprised once more when she saw that Little Alauna too carried these traits she could have only gotten from Dyon.

If this wasn’t shocking enough, this wasn’t even the most surprising thing of Luna’s commentary. The idea of meridians perfectly fusing with blood vessels… It was ridiculous. Luna couldn’t even begin to comprehend what it could mean.

Unfortunately, Luna’s opportunity to observe more vanished as lines of beautiful gold silk descended, reconstructing Dyon’s body once more.

When Dyon reappeared, he had undergone yet another drastic change.

His hair remained just as long and fair, but the silver had been replaced by a shiny, reflective gold. The silver hue his skin gave off was nowhere to be seen, taken over by a lustrous and commanding golden halo, pulsing with life and vitality. Then there were his eyes, a piercing pearl of gold, twinkling with the depths of the cosmos.

Though Clara hated to admit it, her husband really was more beautiful than she was. Was she meant to be upset, or happy about this?