Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God
chapter-1292

"You really…" Zaire froze. Technically, he and Dyon did have such a relationship. Their souls were melded together when Zaire was very young. For Dyon's wives, this was easy to see through because their souls were also melded to Dyon's. But, who would have known that this lady really was Dyon's wife. How they hell did he pull that off?

With a wave of her hand, Amphorae disappeared with Damaris, Lyla and Zaire.

"Hey!" Damaris shouted, realizing they had entered the Palace throne room. Amphorae had even taken a seat on the throne reserved for her grandfather! Did she respect them at all?! Plus, why did she bring them in here like she was inviting them into her home?!

"You're big brother's wife?" Lyla said with bright eyes.

Damaris trembled at these words. Had the skies flipped to become the earth beneath their feet? How could a saint have a dao genius for a wife?

It was one thing for a genius of a great clan to take a few weaker dao formation ladies as playthings. On one hand, dual cultivating with a dao expert would be great for their cultivation, and on the other, the dao expert would trade a bit of her dignity as an expert in exchange for resources to improve.

One had to understand that taking even a single step in the celestial realm was like ascending past the heavens, let alone doing so in the dao realm. Some weaker geniuses were willing to make this exchange.

Of course, it also had to be said that only Clans with deep roots could do this. If a normal saint or celestial tried to dual cultivate with even the weakest dao expert in existence, they'd explode and die. The only way to avoid this was by having a top tier dual cultivation technique that could control the flow of energy.

However, it was obvious that Amphorae didn't fall into this category. Not only was she an absolute genius, she was out and about, challenging Dragons on her own. It was obvious that she could gather her own resources. Or, if she felt like it, steal resources. She had no need to sell herself.

If she wasn't selling herself… Then the only explanation was that a saint captured the heart of such a bloodthirsty woman?! Impossible!

"You are Little Lyla?" Amphorae's killing intent finally dissipated. At this moment, she was like a holy goddess smiling down on them. Zaire's heart couldn't help but flutter, when had he ever seen such a beauty? But, he paid the price of an elbow.

"That's your big brother's wife, restrain yourself." Lyla reprimanded. Finally, she turned toward Amphorae with a sweet smile. "Yes, I'm Lyla."

Damaris snorted. "To think that you'd become a human's beast companion. You've really made a mockery of our Dragon Race."

"Shall I make you into my pet?" Amphorae's voice filled Damaris' ears, causing her to shiver once more.

"Even if I can't defeat you, don't think you can stop me from killing myself!" Damaris roared, scales of crystalline violet, pinks and blues blossoming from her soft skin as she prepared to transform.

It wasn't until Lyla grabbed her arm that she calmed down slightly, but the rage was still clear between her brows.

"You think you can bully me just because you've cultivated longer? Hmph." Damaris snorted.

Amphorae only responded with a light smile. "The difference between your and my age is the same as the difference between yours and his…"

Damaris' breath became caught in her throat as she reddened. "LIAR!"

Zaire began laughing so hard that he fell to the ground. Karma really was a beautiful thing.

Amphorae didn't tell a single lie. Zaire was only 25-30 years old. Damaris was around 90-100. But wasn't Amphorae only 150 years old? It was a bit too hypocritical for her to beat up Zaire so freely, yet complain about Amphorae.

Also, Amphorae had also wasted about 20 or so years in her own trials. It was just that this was more than 1.2 million years ago, so her rankings had been reset and her name was erased.

Now that Amphorae knew of the connection between Zaire and her husband, she would protect him. She also wouldn't allow Damaris to look down on him either. The man she chose would never become a steppingstone for another.

"Big Sister-in-law, why did you bring us here?" Lyla asked with interest.

"Oh?" Amphorae looked toward Lyla with interest. "Can't you read my mind?"

Lyla blushed slightly. "Although I could, we've only just met. Aside from confirming whether or not you were lying, I wouldn't pry any further..."

"I see…" Amphorae lightly tapped the arm rest of the throne. It seemed that True Empaths weren't restricted by the cultivation of their target. This would be very useful for Dyon to stabilize his Empire. Until now, he had to restrict everyone for fear of problems arising, but this would only stifle their growth. However, if he had someone he trusted like Lyla by his side, he could give everyone freedom and then weed out traitors with her abilities.

"Originally," Amphorae began, "I only came to the Drago-Qilin Lands to blow off some steam. However, now that I know about this conference, I cannot ignore it. I will go and you two will follow me. Little Zaire, your role is to establish a connection between Lord Husband's Empire and the Celestial Beasts. Little Lyla, your role is to see through the intentions of those who appear, you'll be my aid. As for me…" Amphorae's smile brightened the room once more. "Consider me to be our strength."

"The Celestial Beasts… But…" Zaire hesitated. Even until now, he never made his celestial deer lineage clear. Only the upper echelon of the Demon Qilin Clan was aware.

"Don't worry, this was always Lord Husband's intention. If it hadn't been, he wouldn't have appeared with those four beast babies at all. He wants to… Set a Bloody Precedent." An aura of crimson made the three in the hall shiver once more.

Dyon hadn't known about this conference. Had he, he would have made the same move Amphorae was now making for him!

His Empire needed to debut into the world with a strong front. They had been too secretive until now. For old monsters who understood the way of the world, they'd be seen through soon enough…

They needed the martial world to believe they were undefeatable until they truly were!