"Alright, now we'll just wait here."
"If Father or Mother wishes to see us, they'll open this lightning barrier and let us enter."
"Huh?"
Hearing Loran say this, Teresia looked at him with some doubt.
Although Teresia didn't say anything, Loran could clearly see the distrust in his eyes.
Immediately, Loran stood up from Little Wu's shell, placed his hands on his hips, and asked Teresia:
"Hey, Teresia, what disrespectful thing are you thinking about now?"
"Lord Loran, are you really Lord Locke's child?"
"Hah? Just what kind of nonsense is going through your head?"
Bang!
"Ah!"
"Huff, huff..."
After blowing on his fist, Loran snorted coldly.
"You really have no filter."
"It's fortunate Father and Mother aren't paying attention here right now. Otherwise..."
"Hiss..."
Covering his eye, Teresia discovered that although the residual effects of the Sovereign power within his body had yet to dissipate, allowing him to temporarily possess Prefect-level strength, he still hadn't been able to evade Loran's attack.
From this alone, Teresia realized that Loran was much stronger than he had imagined.
However, after hearing Loran's words, a chill rose in Teresia's heart.
That's right.
Loran was the child of two Sovereigns. If those two Sovereigns had heard what he had just said, his life would probably have ended right here.
"My apologies. I misspoke."
If one made a mistake, one had to admit it.
Especially when one's strength and background were inferior to the other party's—the faster one admitted fault, the greater the chance of surviving.
This was a truth everyone living in the Divine Planes had to understand.
"I simply thought that, as expected of Sovereigns—even their own children don't find it easy to meet them."
"Hmph, what do you know?"
Loran rolled his eyes.
"Although my parents are both Sovereigns, they still have to cultivate."
"If I disturb them while they're cultivating, even as their son, I'll still get beaten."
At that moment, Loran suddenly saw the chains of lightning before them slowly parting, forming the shape of a gateway. He quickly grabbed Teresia and rushed inside together.
"Hurry up. Father knows we're here."
Mount Nether, inside Locke's Water Mansion.
Before Locke and Lilia floated a curtain of water. Reflected within it were none other than Loran and Teresia.
"Hmph!"
Seeing Loran punch Teresia in the image, Lilia dispersed the divine power in her hand.
However, she had already remembered this little fellow named Teresia.
To actually dare criticize her—he certainly had some nerve...
Of course, Lilia also knew that Teresia was someone Locke valued, a seed with the potential to become a Wind Paragon. He held considerable importance to Locke.
Therefore, before Teresia became a Paragon, Lilia wouldn't do anything to him.
But once Locke had finished collecting the Wind Paragon Laws...
Lilia would let Teresia understand exactly why women were not to be provoked!
"Locke, I won't meet this little fellow this time."
"After they come up, have Loran send his Death divine clone to stay with me for a while."
"This time, unless his Death Edicts reach the Prefect level, that Death divine clone of his isn't leaving Mount Nether."
"Alright."
After Lilia departed from the Water Mansion, Locke waved his hand and dispersed the image before him. At the same time, he opened a passage through the chains of lightning outside Mount Nether.
He didn't have to wait long.
Very soon, Loran and Teresia had arrived halfway up the mountain.
When he saw the mist at the mountainside, Teresia's expression changed.
Ever since arriving at the Nether Mountains, he had developed a strange condition—whenever he saw white mist, he immediately got a headache.
Fortunately, he quickly discovered that a pathway had appeared within the mist, allowing one to clearly see the estate hidden inside.
Following the path revealed by the mist, Teresia followed behind Loran into Locke's residence. Crossing the floating bridge, they entered the main hall and finally saw Locke seated above.
"Father."
"Teresia greets Lord Sovereign."
After cheerfully calling out "Father," Loran casually sat down in a nearby chair.
Teresia, however, didn't dare act so freely before a Sovereign. He respectfully bowed to Locke.
"Mm, rise."
"Thank you, Lord Sovereign."
"Teresia, I've heard about you from one of my Sovereign Emissaries."
"From his description of you, I believe that among those of this era qualified to pursue the Paragon realm, you are one of those with the greatest chance."
"Lord Sovereign praises me too highly."
Hearing Locke's compliment, Teresia hurriedly replied modestly:
"The Paragon realm is still a very distant goal for me."
"The reason I've come to seek an audience with Lord Sovereign is because I hope to receive some guidance from you."
"At present, although I've completely fused six Wind Laws Profound Mysteries, I've been unable to find the point of compatibility for the seventh Profound Mystery."
"I have a premonition that if I cannot find the compatibility point for the seventh Wind Laws Profound Mystery while still at the God stage and achieve the initial fusion of seven Profound Mysteries, then I may never have the chance to become a Paragon in this lifetime."
"Very good, Teresia. The fact that you can sense this means you truly possess the potential to become a Paragon."
Hearing Teresia's words, Locke not only didn't think he was speaking nonsense, but instead became even more certain regarding Teresia's prospects.
Locke himself had once experienced such a feeling.
Back when he created the Fiend Castle and seized the destiny belonging to its creator, he had experienced the same kind of premonition.
"If I spread the Fiend Castle throughout every city of the Infernal Realm, my Edicts of Fate will reach the Paragon level."
Later, Locke had employed countless methods and finally succeeded in spreading the Fiend Castle throughout the Infernal Realm, accomplishing this feat and allowing himself to step into the Paragon realm.
Now that Teresia possessed the same sensation, it proved that he indeed possessed the "destiny" of becoming a Wind Paragon.
However, if Teresia failed to fulfill the guidance given by that destiny, then this Paragon "destiny" would naturally drift away from him.
"I ask Lord Sovereign to teach me."
From Locke's words, Teresia could sense the Sovereign's affirmation, and he was overjoyed.
Especially when Lord Locke referred to the premonition in his heart as "the potential to become a Paragon."
Could it be that achieving a certain goal was itself the first step toward becoming a Paragon?
At the same time, Teresia secretly rejoiced inwardly.
Fortunately, he had resisted the temptation caused by his stagnant strength and hadn't rashly advanced to Highgod.
Otherwise, failing to accomplish the objective foreseen by his intuition would have meant forever losing the possibility of becoming a Paragon.
"Guidance, hm?"
Locke stroked his chin.
"Very well. Although I'm a Water Paragon and don't understand the Wind Laws particularly well, once cultivation reaches its end, all paths lead to the same destination."
"In some aspects, my experience may still offer you some inspiration."
"Now then, first use your most prideful technique and attack me."
Since his Water divine clone had been following Teresia all this time, Locke could be said to understand him extremely well.
Even before Teresia and Loran arrived, Locke had already formed some ideas on how to guide him.
However, Locke naturally couldn't directly tell Teresia everything.
Doing so would practically be admitting that he had been watching him all along.
Instead, having Teresia display his techniques and then pointing out their flaws would be much more convincing.
"Yes, Lord Sovereign."
Teresia was overjoyed.
Guidance from a Paragon Sovereign!
How many people dreamed of such an opportunity yet could never obtain it?
Originally, Teresia had thought he would have to pay some price before receiving Lord Locke's guidance. Yet unexpectedly, immediately after meeting him, Lord Locke had already decided to instruct him.
Without hesitation, Wind Laws surged around Teresia as a cyan spear appeared in his hand.
Then, he hurled the spear toward Locke.
"Spear of the Wind God!"
The Spear of the Wind God was currently Teresia's strongest attack.
He had used this technique once when he first met Loran, but Loran had blocked it effortlessly, suffering no damage whatsoever.
Naturally, an attack that couldn't even injure Loran posed even less of a threat to Locke.
Boom!
The three-meter-long cyan spear shot toward Locke at high speed.
However, the moment he released the Spear of the Wind God, Teresia's expression changed.
The space here was wrong!
In the Wind Divine Plane, his Spear of the Wind God could tear open spatial cracks dozens of meters long.
Yet within this estate, his attack didn't even produce the slightest ripple in space.
It was as though, in this place, an attack at the peak of Six-Star Fiend level simply wasn't qualified to disturb space at all.
Ignoring Teresia's shock, Locke reached out and casually grasped the Spear of the Wind God in his hand.
"Hm, let me see..."
"The Elemental Laws of Wind, the Profound Mysteries of Speed, Slowness, Windstyle, Dimension, and Sound..."
To Teresia's astonishment, every Profound Mystery Lord Locke listed was precisely one of the six Wind Laws Profound Mysteries he had completely fused.
(End of Chapter)
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