Chapter 1620 - Probation (2) (1/2)
The glaive was far too oversized for Dyon. That said, he never intended to use it to begin with. The more profound Dyon's understanding of weapon wills became, the more useless he suddenly found high grade weapons. Similar to how he didn't care for alchemy furnaces until he found the Battle Cauldron, the concept was analogous. It probably wouldn't make much of a difference to him unless he found some next level weapon.
Still, taking this glaive had nothing to do with his own d.e.s.i.r.es. Or rather, they did, but not d.e.s.i.r.es pertaining to receiving a new treasure. Dyon needed to find a systematic way to cool himself down, and only this method both caused irreparable harm to Anak while also not reach the point of mobilizing the whole Emperor Giant Clan.
In all likelihood, the next few years' worth of that Clan's resources would all go toward finding a method to heal Anak's soul properly. If they didn't, his talent would be permanently harmed. As for Dyon who could easily heal Anak's soul, he obviously had no intention of doing so.
”Alexandria Snow, are you aware of your wrongs?!” Second Elder Mist could only vent her anger in the only way she could. Even Viola couldn't stop her from implementing Sect rules, right?
Ri slightly yawned. ”I don't remember doing anything.”
”You… Two of your fellow disciple sisters are hanging on to their lives by a thread, yet you dare to say that you've done nothing?!”
”Did I attack them?” Ri looked at the Second Elder as though she could only see a dancing clown.
However, the Second Elder was very crafty herself. Hearing Ri's words, she immediately pounced.
”I'm glad you've said this. You've allowed a hostile threat into our Sect to harm not only a Legatee of our esteemed Water Mist Sect, but also an astounding genius of merit and the future Prince of our Mist Clan.
”The penalty of betraying the Sect in punishable by public execution, do you acknowledge your wrongs?!”
The moment these words left the Second Elder's lips, she suddenly felt a tremble travel down her spine. An inexplicable sense of cold shook her to her soul. She didn't understand what was happening. As a dao expert, she couldn't remember the last time she felt cold. In fact, this was only made more exaggerated by the fact their Sect and Clan specialized in water and ice abilities.
It was only an instant later that she realized that this feeling came from a gaze, the gaze of a young man who had yet to speak a single word, a gaze that said if she continued, she would lose her pitiful life here.
Luckily for the Second Elder, Ri's laughter cut through the heavy atmosphere.