Chapter 1590: 1590
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Dyon lightly clutched the skull head. Within his heart he silently bowed to this child. If he could ever pay the Pride Clan back for this service, he would do so.
Soon, he realized that his hand was quickly corroding even with his added strength and undead body, so he quickly placed it back within the black box Orcus kept it in and tucked it away.
'This also broadens my scope of the martial world… If beasts exist as the representation of paths, it makes sense that there would be representation for the darker side of things as well… Dragons represent Sovereignty, while the other side of their coin is the Pride Clan, representing Pride…'
Truth be told, Dyon wanted to fuse the baby skull into his clone's body as well, however he knew that that would be foolish. This skull would definitely cause what remained of Orcus to be incinerated. If this happened, although Dyon would gain what was left of the talent of the Pride Clan youth, he would lose the Death God constitution. It wasn't worth it.
Instead, he decided to first create his clone using Orcus' skeleton. After he successfully birthed the Death God constitution within himself, he would slowly absorb the skull's essence over time.
Finally putting those thoughts aside, Dyon continued to the second treasure. This time, it was an alchemy cauldron or furnace. It made sense that someone like Orcus would have this within his prized possessions. The question was, what was it about this furnace in particular that was so far and above the others that Dyon had stumbled across in this mystical world already?
The cauldron stood at almost 5 meters tall and was even more exaggeratedly wide. It was deeply black-set, but had swirls of dark gold covering its body. Dyon was certain that it had a shrinking mechanism of some sort, but he had yet to refine it, so he couldn't use this ability.
Usually, soul path treasures like this one would fall over themselves to accept Dyon as their master, but it seemed the mark of a Higher Existence was something even Dyon couldn't ignore. He felt some intimacy with the cauldron, but it still wanted him to put in some effort due to its past glory.
Dyon smiled lightly, his hand reaching forward. With a single touch, the cauldron vibrated happily. It was ecstatic that Dyon hadn't looked down on its pride and instead decided to take a step back despite his talent. This was a master worth having.
It had to be said that this was a cauldron that had birthed Star Grade pills, how could it not have such pride? In fact, it was very close to birthing its own item spirit. Once that happened, it would cross into the 10th supreme grade realm and become a pseudo treasure of the 33 heavens. As of now, it was stuck at the 9th.
The cauldron spun, landing in Dyon's hand like a fluttering butterfly. It was practically weightless.
Dyon's eyebrow raised. 'This cauldron was actually Orcus' main weapon…'
As Dyon looked through the abilities of the cauldron, he came to understand why Orcus treated the others as collateral, but couldn't bear to part with this one, even to the point of hiding it within his throne.
Normal alchemy furnaces might increase success rates, automatically replace the need for some unimportant sub-main ingredients, or supplement one's soul strength. But, Dyon found all of these abilities useless to him. Or, at least they didn't warrant him lugging them around.
However, this furnace was different to the point were Dyon's eyes lit up.
In truth, this wasn't just an alchemy furnace. It could be used as such, but it was also an excellent weapon's master work bench.
Dyon's masked wife stealer persona always carried this so-called workbench on his back. It was well known that weapon's smiths treated their workbenches better than even their wives. The kind of intimacy one had with a workbench was even deeper than a sworn brother.
Still, this was just one ability. In fact, it was an ability Orcus neglected since his weapons' smithing was just as poor as his array forming abilities. This meant that there were other reasons Orcus was infatuated with this treasure.
For example, when Dyon concocted his Pulse Pills, he had been limited by their Pulses. However, with this alchemy furnace, concocting a Pulse Pill with a 6 Golden Pulse Fruit would be like concocting a Pulse Pill with a 7 Golden Pulse Fruit with a normal furnace!
Although it could only do this for comet and moon grade ingredients, this was more than enough! If it ever birthed its item spirit, it would be able to do this for planet grade ingredients as well!
Aside from this ability, the furnace had a time array that could drastically cut down the time needed to concoct a pill. In addition, it also had acc.u.mulated incomprehensible amounts of medicinal essence, allowing it to birth 90% pure pills even in the hands of the weakest alchemist – assuming this pill was at the comet level or below. And, it could give even a Star Lord 50% more stamina than usual!
However, none of things were what made Dyon's heart pump. Instead, what boiled his blood was the fact there was a star grade formation hidden deep within the furnace, so deep that even Orcus only discovered it after thousands of years of using this furnace.
This array had the ability to record the abilities of its owner! As long as you provided the furnace with enough dao stones, it could perfectly replicate this recording and concoct pills to its owner's peak level!
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Dyon lightly clutched the skull head. Within his heart he silently bowed to this child. If he could ever pay the Pride Clan back for this service, he would do so.
Soon, he realized that his hand was quickly corroding even with his added strength and undead body, so he quickly placed it back within the black box Orcus kept it in and tucked it away.
'This also broadens my scope of the martial world… If beasts exist as the representation of paths, it makes sense that there would be representation for the darker side of things as well… Dragons represent Sovereignty, while the other side of their coin is the Pride Clan, representing Pride…'
Truth be told, Dyon wanted to fuse the baby skull into his clone's body as well, however he knew that that would be foolish. This skull would definitely cause what remained of Orcus to be incinerated. If this happened, although Dyon would gain what was left of the talent of the Pride Clan youth, he would lose the Death God constitution. It wasn't worth it.
Instead, he decided to first create his clone using Orcus' skeleton. After he successfully birthed the Death God constitution within himself, he would slowly absorb the skull's essence over time.
Finally putting those thoughts aside, Dyon continued to the second treasure. This time, it was an alchemy cauldron or furnace. It made sense that someone like Orcus would have this within his prized possessions. The question was, what was it about this furnace in particular that was so far and above the others that Dyon had stumbled across in this mystical world already?
The cauldron stood at almost 5 meters tall and was even more exaggeratedly wide. It was deeply black-set, but had swirls of dark gold covering its body. Dyon was certain that it had a shrinking mechanism of some sort, but he had yet to refine it, so he couldn't use this ability.
Usually, soul path treasures like this one would fall over themselves to accept Dyon as their master, but it seemed the mark of a Higher Existence was something even Dyon couldn't ignore. He felt some intimacy with the cauldron, but it still wanted him to put in some effort due to its past glory.
Dyon smiled lightly, his hand reaching forward. With a single touch, the cauldron vibrated happily. It was ecstatic that Dyon hadn't looked down on its pride and instead decided to take a step back despite his talent. This was a master worth having.
It had to be said that this was a cauldron that had birthed Star Grade pills, how could it not have such pride? In fact, it was very close to birthing its own item spirit. Once that happened, it would cross into the 10th supreme grade realm and become a pseudo treasure of the 33 heavens. As of now, it was stuck at the 9th.
The cauldron spun, landing in Dyon's hand like a fluttering butterfly. It was practically weightless.
Dyon's eyebrow raised. 'This cauldron was actually Orcus' main weapon…'
As Dyon looked through the abilities of the cauldron, he came to understand why Orcus treated the others as collateral, but couldn't bear to part with this one, even to the point of hiding it within his throne.
Normal alchemy furnaces might increase success rates, automatically replace the need for some unimportant sub-main ingredients, or supplement one's soul strength. But, Dyon found all of these abilities useless to him. Or, at least they didn't warrant him lugging them around.
However, this furnace was different to the point were Dyon's eyes lit up.
In truth, this wasn't just an alchemy furnace. It could be used as such, but it was also an excellent weapon's master work bench.
Dyon's masked wife stealer persona always carried this so-called workbench on his back. It was well known that weapon's smiths treated their workbenches better than even their wives. The kind of intimacy one had with a workbench was even deeper than a sworn brother.
Still, this was just one ability. In fact, it was an ability Orcus neglected since his weapons' smithing was just as poor as his array forming abilities. This meant that there were other reasons Orcus was infatuated with this treasure.
For example, when Dyon concocted his Pulse Pills, he had been limited by their Pulses. However, with this alchemy furnace, concocting a Pulse Pill with a 6 Golden Pulse Fruit would be like concocting a Pulse Pill with a 7 Golden Pulse Fruit with a normal furnace!
Although it could only do this for comet and moon grade ingredients, this was more than enough! If it ever birthed its item spirit, it would be able to do this for planet grade ingredients as well!
Aside from this ability, the furnace had a time array that could drastically cut down the time needed to concoct a pill. In addition, it also had acc.u.mulated incomprehensible amounts of medicinal essence, allowing it to birth 90% pure pills even in the hands of the weakest alchemist – assuming this pill was at the comet level or below. And, it could give even a Star Lord 50% more stamina than usual!
However, none of things were what made Dyon's heart pump. Instead, what boiled his blood was the fact there was a star grade formation hidden deep within the furnace, so deep that even Orcus only discovered it after thousands of years of using this furnace.
This array had the ability to record the abilities of its owner! As long as you provided the furnace with enough dao stones, it could perfectly replicate this recording and concoct pills to its owner's peak level!
Dyon lightly clutched the skull head. Within his heart he silently bowed to this child. If he could ever pay the Pride Clan back for this service, he would do so. Soon, he realized that his hand was quickly corroding even with his added strength and undead body, so he quickly placed it back within the black box Orcus kept it in and tucked it away. 'This also broadens my scope of the martial world If beasts exist as the representation of paths, it makes sense that there would be representation for the darker side of things as well Dragons represent Sovereignty, while the other side of their coin is the Pride Clan, representing Pride' Truth be told, Dyon wanted to fuse the baby skull into his clone's body as well, however he knew that that would be foolish. This skull would definitely cause what remained of Orcus to be incinerated. If this happened, although Dyon would gain what was left of the talent of the Pride Clan youth, he would lose the Death God constitution. It wasn't worth it. Instead, he decided to first create his clone using Orcus' skeleton. After he successfully birthed the Death God constitution within himself, he would slowly absorb the skull's essence over time. Finally putting those thoughts aside, Dyon continued to the second treasure. This time, it was an alchemy cauldron or furnace. It made sense that someone like Orcus would have this within his prized possessions. The question was, what was it about this furnace in particular that was so far and above the others that Dyon had stumbled across in this mystical world already? The cauldron stood at almost 5 meters tall and was even more exaggeratedly wide. It was deeply black-set, but had swirls of dark gold covering its body. Dyon was certain that it had a shrinking mechanism of some sort, but he had yet to refine it, so he couldn't use this ability. Usually, soul path treasures like this one would fall over themselves to accept Dyon as their master, but it seemed the mark of a Higher Existence was something even Dyon couldn't ignore. He felt some intimacy with the cauldron, but it still wanted him to put in some effort due to its past glory. Dyon smiled lightly, his hand reaching forward. With a single touch, the cauldron vibrated happily. It was ecstatic that Dyon hadn't looked down on its pride and instead decided to take a step back despite his talent. This was a master worth having. It had to be said that this was a cauldron that had birthed Star Grade pills, how could it not have such pride? In fact, it was very close to birthing its own item spirit. Once that happened, it would cross into the 10th supreme grade realm and become a pseudo treasure of the 33 heavens. As of now, it was stuck at the 9th. The cauldron spun, landing in Dyon's hand like a fluttering butterfly. It was practically weightless. Dyon's eyebrow raised. 'This cauldron was actually Orcus' main weapon' As Dyon looked through the abilities of the cauldron, he came to understand why Orcus treated the others as collateral, but couldn't bear to part with this one, even to the point of hiding it within his throne. Normal alchemy furnaces might increase success rates, automatically replace the need for some unimportant sub-main ingredients, or supplement one's soul strength. But, Dyon found all of these abilities useless to him. Or, at least they didn't warrant him lugging them around. However, this furnace was different to the point were Dyon's eyes lit up. In truth, this wasn't just an alchemy furnace. It could be used as such, but it was also an excellent weapon's master work bench. Dyon's masked wife stealer persona always carried this so-called workbench on his back. It was well known that weapon's smiths treated their workbenches better than even their wives. The kind of intimacy one had with a workbench was even deeper than a sworn brother. Still, this was just one ability. In fact, it was an ability Orcus neglected since his weapons' smithing was just as poor as his array forming abilities. This meant that there were other reasons Orcus was infatuated with this treasure. For example, when Dyon concocted his Pulse Pills, he had been limited by their Pulses. However, with this alchemy furnace, concocting a Pulse Pill with a 6 Golden Pulse Fruit would be like concocting a Pulse Pill with a 7 Golden Pulse Fruit with a normal furnace! Although it could only do this for comet and moon grade ingredients, this was more than enough! If it ever birthed its item spirit, it would be able to do this for planet grade ingredients as well! Aside from this ability, the furnace had a time array that could drastically cut down the time needed to concoct a pill. In addition, it also had acc.u.mulated incomprehensible amounts of medicinal essence, allowing it to birth 90% pure pills even in the hands of the weakest alchemist assuming this pill was at the comet level or below. And, it could give even a Star Lord 50% more stamina than usual! However, none of things were what made Dyon's heart pump. Instead, what boiled his blood was the fact there was a star grade formation hidden deep within the furnace, so deep that even Orcus only discovered it after thousands of years of using this furnace. This array had the ability to record the abilities of its owner! As long as you provided the furnace with enough dao stones, it could perfectly replicate this recording and concoct pills to its owner's peak level!
