This is not 97 units of Source, but rather 97 units of shares and permissions, equivalent to having "97 units" of ownership in the Dream Realm.
Part of the vast sea of Spiritual Energy passes through the Dream Realm.
This is energy that cannot be stored, only used.
In Rod’s usual understanding, it’s like "free charging."
The more Source he controls, the more Source Energy in the Dream Realm, and the more "free charging" energy he gets.
Using "free charging" energy to kill monsters, acquire Soul resources and directly restore Spiritual Energy with "Spirit Quality," is downright profitable.
If not for the Book of the Future informing him that a considerable amount of Divinity awaited him in the Royal City, he wouldn’t return to the city.
Therefore, when faced with Bossivale’s doubts, Rod briefly replied with three words.
"Trust ."
At that mont, Bossivale felt a strange sensation similar to when facing the Pope, who would often say, "Trust ."
No matter how great the difficulty, upon hearing these words, Bossivale’s heart would beco calm and unwavering.
This ti was no different.
——
Soon, Rod brought the person to face him.
This was a stunningly beautiful woman, with silver hair and silver eyes, pale skin like ice and snow, an aloof expression, appearing not very old, at most in her early twenties.
She was phit.
The Book of the Future prophesied that this person could beco Bossivale’s alchemy assistant, and it was indeed her.
She once served as Rod’s dedicated alchemist, providing raw materials for Dream Creations for Rod. Later, as Rod grew stronger, those Dream Creations were seldom needed, and phit had not crafted Spirituality materials for a long ti.
Rod knew her skill was high, but did not expect it to be so high that even renowned Alchemist Masters couldn’t match her.
Upon seeing her, Bossivale’s face froze, eyes widened enormously.
"Is this, this is the prophesied Son of Destruction who will have three Soul Traits and will destroy the Royal City?"
Rod was taken aback, rembering that Bossivale had not formally t phit yet.
The queue of people he had to et daily already stretched outside the Royal City, leaving him no ti to et her.
"It’s her."
Bossivale’s entire face wrinkled, Spiritual Energy almost bursting in his eyes.
"No, no way, how could it be? This soul..."
He murmured, observing phit’s Soul from all directions.
Rod couldn’t help but feel a bit tense: "What’s wrong with this soul?"
Bossivale did not answer, and after a long while, he finally closed his eyes, dismissing Spiritual Vision.
"Lord Rod."
He spoke in a weary tone.
"I originally thought this was just a legend, unexpectedly a true existence appeared in Trolian."
Rod’s heart tightened.
If phit was truly the Son of Destruction, then wouldn’t his most capable assistant be dood?
phit remained calm as ever, her silver eyes gazing at Bossivale like a cold mirror, sending chills down one’s spine.
"Lord Rod, you should know what Soul Ripple is, right?" Bossivale asked.
Rod nodded, he was very familiar with this concept.
"In ancient tis, so powerful beings would cast their most essential Soul Ripple in the Spirit Realm upon their demise, similar to the Ancient Evil Thought."
"When a suitable soul appears, the Soul Ripple rges into it, becoming part of it, this is the so-called Life of Man and redemption in this world."
Bossivale paused, then continued.
"And so special and powerful Life of n have systems completely different from ours, their path of growth can only be tread by themselves. Such Life of n are what I refer to as Platinum Sons."
"You and Alan are the most typical Platinum Sons, the King is also a Platinum Son, but not as typical, because he needs to advance to True King following the sa path as us."
"But in extrely rare cases, there might be two Soul Ripples entering the sa soul. If such a person can grow successfully, they are incomparably talented, but more likely, the two Soul Ripples conflict, causing Soul Explosion and premature death."
Bossivale looked at phit, his expression serious, speaking each word clearly.
"And she is even more rare, three Soul Ripples entered the sa soul, yet did not explode due to conflict, living to this day... I am at a loss for words, not knowing if anyone in humanity’s millions of years of history has ever existed in such a state. Her existence is a one in a billion chance, like scattering ash that forms the entire epic of humanity."
"There is no greater Miracle than this."
With those words, Rod’s heart beat heavily.
A single Life of Man was already very rare.
Unbelievably, phit was a super double.
He hurriedly asked: "Lord Bossivale, does she have a chance to continue growing? Won’t she explode in the future? Is the prophecy of the Son of Destruction this aning?"
Bossivale shook his head: "I don’t know, I cannot be sure of anything about her. These three Soul Ripples seem to have ford a strange coexistence state, the potential of her soul, I cannot see through. The curse on the soul seems to have existed from the mont of her birth, reinforced by many others afterward, hmm, such craftsmanship is really impressive, it must have been an extrely strong Spell Master, right?"
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