882 Bald Head 6 (1/2)

”What do you think? Is there such a treasure here?” Dyon asked after explaining his thoughts to his grand teacher.

'To balance out the Demon Sage's blood essence?' The old man spoke thoughtfully, sinking into his own mind.

The very first time he had met Dyon, he had sensed the Demon Sage within him. Remembering the rampage the Demon Sage had gone on due to losing himself to the demonic path, Dyon's grand teacher couldn't help but worry for his little grand disciple. After all, Dyon's personality was much too similar to the Demon Sage.

However, after time passed, and he observed Dyon more, he began to see the error in his previous thinking. Although their personalities were similar, Dyon never despaired.

In truth, the losses the Dyon had suffered weren't any less than the Demon Sage already. He had lost his parents at a young age, he was forced to endure shame and misery at the hands of powerful clans, his entire world was quite literally destroyed by a menacing old lady. Yet, unlike the Demon Sage, Dyon didn't break.

Honestly, that was partially due to Dyon's master sacrificing herself to bring Dyon's mind state back from an unchangeable depth, but something told the old man that Dyon would have eventually climbed back out of those hells before anything too terrible happened. He just had too much confidence in Dyon's dao heart.

That said, it wouldn't be too bad of an idea for Dyon to mitigate the risk of the Demon Sage's bloodline. But, this would be a highly difficult thing to do.

For one, the Demon Sage was an incomparable talent, and his body cultivation reached the peak possible in this plane of existence. To find someone matching in this talent was nearly impossible.

Secondly, body cultivators tended toward the demonic path to begin with. So, not only was it difficult to find a matching talent, it was even more difficult to find a matching talent of a counter path.

Thirdly, there was the matter of quantity of essence. It was simply too rare for an expert to leave all of their blood essence back in a single place or to a single person. Usually, they would leave a drop or two in order to give their descendants a boost in talent or affinity. It was rarely enough to boost cultivation like what the Demon Sage had done for Dyon.

These three problems were a great hurdle to leap. There were definitely blood essences that might work here, but the quantity they were left in simply wasn't enough for Dyon who had already assimilated 32.2% of the Demon Sage's blood essence.

'Maybe…' The old man started, but suddenly paused. Shaking his head.

”What is it?”

'It's not possible for you right now… But it could be in the future.'