845: Chapter 52: Subspace Demon’s Poison (7800) 845: Chapter 52: Subspace Demon’s Poison (7800) It was but a mont, and with a sudden gust of wind, the King of the Mountain descended before Ian.
He had just looked up when he saw that noble and gentle face.
The beautiful woman’s silver-white hair was tied up at the back of her head, then cascaded down her right shoulder like a waterfall, accentuating her slender and fair neck and chest.
On that perfect facial shape, a pair of soft golden-red eyes, elongated and carrying a hint of allure, blazed with an intense light akin to molten lava, compelling one to instinctively lower their gaze, daring not to look directly at them.
Amoknosedir, the King of the Mountain Range of Bison—though taking the form of a human woman, still exuded an aura of beauty and imposing presence that was both awe-inspiring and oppressive.
To be fair, the most beautiful woman Ian had ever seen was the fae master and disciple duo, Hua’an and Gansong—one with intricately perfect details, the other with an ethereal temperant; but the woman incarnated by the King of the Mountain was not far behind, conveying a maternal gentleness, yet simultaneously, the majesty of a monarch.
All were so perfect that they seed not of this world, but rather like the embodint of everything beautiful.
After all, they were all crafted.
The King of the Mountain was clad in an ordinary robe and shawl, no different from the won commonly seen in South Ridge, but Ian noticed that the robe and shawl were all made of Dragon Scale Dragon Skin material, capable of withstanding the bombardnt of Alchemical Cannons.
It seems they had taken to self-producing and selling.
“It’s been a long while, you’ve actually condensed a Heartlight Body, not through the Magic Potion Sublimation Path of this era but through the spiritual arduous Cultivation thod of the previous civilization?”
Upon her arrival, the King of the Mountain promptly regarded Ian with surprise.
She could detect the scent of Primal Aether, knowing it to be the precursor to the Heartlight Body, which theoretically, is a new power that only the Third Energy Level could achieve.
Just having advanced to the Second Energy Level, and already at the cusp of a Heartlight Body?
Even a True Dragon hasn’t been this outrageous!
However, the King of the Mountain, being learned, was aware of the spirit Cultivation thods of the previous civilization.
She knew that if soone could align their words and deeds, have unity of knowledge and action, and possess Spirit Energy, it was indeed possible to condense a Heartlight Body from the previous civilization through spiritual sublimation…
or in other words, create a soul projection.
But this kind of Heartlight Body had no combat ability and was extrely fragile, vulnerable to harm.
Not to ntion other Sublimators, even slightly intense sunlight and thunder could cause it great trauma, which is why it was abandoned by the new generation of Sublimators.
However, since it doesn’t require Magic Potions, theoretically, anyone could achieve it, so if it could indeed be accomplished successfully, it would prove that the Cultivator was of an unbelievably genius caliber!
And Ian, after all, was not an ordinary person from the previous civilization, but a Sublimator with a Second Energy Level Bloodline True Form, thus being able to condense so Primal Aether and manifest the Heartlight Body.
In theory, it was indeed possible.
“It’s all thanks to family heritage.” Ian didn’t elaborate, knowing that the King of the Mountain wouldn’t inquire further.
Sure enough, the silver-haired beautiful woman simply smiled lightly at Ian’s answer that bordered on perfunctory: “Don’t worry, it’s a secret, as long as you don’t wish for others to know, I won’t tell.”
“You can take the promise of a True Dragon to heart.”
The voice of the King of the Mountain was gentle and magnetic, sowhat husky, very appealing: “I have learned of the news of the Sacred Fire Reignition, and that you obtained the Dragon God’s Healing Mystic Arts from the Book of Silver Radiance…
I believe you won’t deceive , but could you perhaps…”
She raised a finger to her lips, apologizing: “Um, provide proof?”
The words of the King of the Mountain were straightforward, but she also knew that such questioning was quite ‘impolite’.
“It is only right.” Ian certainly wouldn’t mind, as the likelihood was the King of the Mountain had searched for decades for healing secrets to treat Sio; at the most critical mont, as a mother/father, she couldn’t be anything but cautious.
“Where is Sio?” Looking around, Ian did not find any trace of his friend—he had thought that at the very least, the King of the Mountain would have brought Sio’s chanical body along, but it appeared not to be the case?
“Sio…” The King of the Mountain slightly furrowed her brow, but ultimately, she sighed: “She is sowhat scared.
The child took a good while to be persuaded to set off, and is now on the way, escorted by my True Form.”
“I see.”
Ian understood imdiately; the principle of fearing the doctor after a lingering illness was simple.
Having been sick for so long, the fear was of the doctor declaring a death sentence, severing all hope, thus reluctant to accept treatnt…
this contradictory psychology proved that Sio was indeed a young dragon.
“These are the Healing Mystic Arts left by the Qing Steel Dragon.” He raised his hand and handed over the docunts from his embrace to the beautiful woman: “As for its prototype, the Dragon God Sacrificial Fire…”
After the other party accepted the papers, which gave an overview and formulas of the Healing Mystic Arts, Ian gestured for the King of the Mountain to follow him to the Holy Mountain: “Once seen, you will understand that when I say ‘it can cure Sio,’ I speak not an untruth.”
The King of the Mountain did not say much more; she glanced over the papers Ian handed her, taking all the information in, and her eyes lit up: “Indeed, it is the secret technique left by the Dragon God!”
Many techniques, many dark clouds, and ravines are essentially just a matter of perspective.
After all, the King of the Mountain was also a Fourth Level True Dragon, and she imdiately understood the Dragon God’s approach: “I see, condensing one’s own soul and essence of life into a seed, regarding the entire carapace as ‘a filthy thing that can be discarded,’ and then stimulating the Spirit Energy Field to resonate with the Natural Spiritual Energy Field.”
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