Chapter 1266 - Red Lights (2) (1/2)

The moment Dyon spoke those words, the law of the world seemed to change.

The angered Tigris Head, the mischievous Simia Head and the insufferably arrogant Tudo Head all had their expressions change, suddenly realizing it had become impossible to stay afloat.

Under the astonished gazes of the two saintesses, the nine opposing figures in the sky came floating downward, unable to stop their momentum as they landed on the ground, each of their faces redder than the last.

Granny Celest giggled like a little girl, enjoying the show. It seemed she really didn't need to interfere.

”You…” The three clan heads spoke at once, none believing what they had just witnessed.

Why did Head Arie not believe Dyon was a hot-headed fool? It wasn't just because she blindly believed in her daughter's choice despite not truly knowing Dyon, it was because unlike the other clan heads, she understood the power of the Master Symbol very well… And she also knew that anyone who could gain its recognition was an unmatched talent.

Knowing the abilities of the Master Symbol so well, she knew that Dyon could hear their conversation, and not only that, but could teleport directly into their meeting room should he have wished to.

For the ”hot-headed” Dyon to be well aware of his abilities, yet decide to slowly make his way up and take his time to train, following his own pace instead of that set by them, he was clearly as level-headed as he could be.

What was clear to Head Arie was only just becoming clear to the other family heads as they glanced at Dyon with an added caution. He was King here, not them.

”Truthfully speaking, I didn't plan on interacting with you all at all. I was only going to fulfill my goal before leaving. How you felt about it was irrelevant. But… Since you're so insistent on doing things your way, I have some time to be the petty hot-head you think I am.”

The three heads tried to move, but to their horror, they suddenly found that they couldn't. The reality dawned upon them that if Dyon wanted to massacre them all, he'd have a good shot at doing so…

”What's your name?” Dyon ignored them for a moment and turned toward the Saintesses.

Saintess Rue blinked before realizing that Dyon was speaking to her. ”I'm Rue, she's Ray.”

Dyon smiled, ”Tell me, do you have an age stone?”

”We have an age stone and a cultivation age stone.” Saintess Rue replied.

”Cultivation age stone?” Dyon had never heard of this.

'A cultivation age stone calculates based on the number of years you've been cultivating. Technically, the foundation stage is like a rebirth. In reality, the stone outputs an age based on the time you've spent actively cultivating.' Dyon's Master explained.

”Interesting.” Dyon grinned. ”Can you give me the both of them?”