Chapter305-Activating the
Divine Path Stone, a Phenomenon Unfolds
“There have been plenty of people who’ve wanted to kill me-you’re just one more!” Owen scoffed, dismissing Loki’s
death-filled threats as nothing more than impotent rage. His voice echoed through the heavens.
Several leaders of hidden factions felt their eyelids twitch.
That was the God of Trickery, an ancient god of terrifying power, a nightmare
carved into their hearts.
And yet, here he was, humiliated by Owen, driven back so shamefully!
In their perceptions, the fractured void, shattered by Owen’s attack, rapidly
mended, severing any link between him and Loki, the God of Trickery.
Leslie hurried to Owen’s side, asking, “Where to next?”
“Let’s head back to Azure Kingdom,” Owen replied, his expression growing more serious. Then, with a smirk, he turned to
Leslie and asked, “Do you know who the
first person to try to kill me was?”
Leslie’s gaze sharpened. “Who?”
Madelyn, Rachel, and the others looked at
him with curiosity as well.
Seeing Leslie’s intense look, Owen
chuckled softly. “It was you!”
Leslie froze, then quickly remembered.
When she first learned of their
engagement, she indeed harbored a strong
intent to kill Owen and even orchestrated a
careful plot against him, dispatching
numerous people. But due to Owen’s
immense talent and strength, her attempt failed.
In a way, she had indeed been the first person who wanted to reduce Owen to ashes.
“Fate is strange,” she mused with a faint smile. “Who would’ve thought that the
person who once sought to kill you would
now become your wife.”
Leslie sank into a brief reverie, her icy face
gradually softening into a smile.
“Yes,” Owen teased, “without your
scheming and attempts on my life, I might
never have grown so quickly.”
Leslie rolled her eyes at him. “So, you’re
thanking me for trying to kill you back then? Should I try again? Maybe your
power would soar again?”
Owen leaned in and whispered into her
ear, “No need for another chase. How about we battle it out, three hundred rounds?”
Leslie’s ears turned pink, a flicker of embarrassment flashing across her face. Though they were no strangers to each other, she was still somewhat shy about such matters.
But her pride was ingrained, and she would
never back down. So, she leaned into his ear with a challenging look and said, “When we get back, let’s see who yields first—me
or you!”
As Owen and Leslie whispered to each
other, the others, though unable to hear
their words, saw the warmth and playfulness in their eyes, which sparked
envy.
Just after narrowly escaping death, the two
were openly sharing such sweet moments, showing off their affection without a care. It was too much!
With the others watching, Owen and Leslie led the way, returning as swiftly as possible
to Azure Kingdom.
Once they were back at the Duke’s mansion, Madelyn, Rachel, and Charlotte, who had been waiting, tried to ask Owen about his plans. But as soon as he entered, he ignored their questions, rushed into a small courtyard with Leslie, and slammed the door behind him, leaving the others exchanging bewildered glances.
Inside the courtyard, Owen and Leslie’s
desire ignited like dry kindling, drawing them into each other’s arms as they entered the room.
Soft murmurs escaped from the room after
some time.
Three hours passed.
As the golden morning light pierced the
thick mist, the two finally dressed and
stepped into the courtyard, refreshed and energized.
Owen let out a long breath, feeling a profound sense of comfort.
Glancing at Leslie, radiant and as pure as a
snow lotus, Owen found himself entranced.
The Leslie he knew from the original tale
was like a glacier that couldn’t be melted, a
force of deadly resolve and the ultimate villain. She was untouchable to everyone.
But now, her heart belonged to him.
She remained cold, proud, and seemingly on a path of villainy.
Yet Owen felt only tenderness for her.
Every now and then, she let slip a softer
side, showing the vulnerability of a lover just for him.
At last, there was a hint of warmth and fire
in her heart, no longer a frozen wasteland,
cold and isolated.
While Owen gazed at Leslie in his daze, Leslie, now radiant and invigorated, looked at Owen with a softer, more affectionate
expression.
Owen’s appearance in her life had shattered her carefully constructed world and disrupted all her plans.
But she discovered a sense of happiness
within the chaos.
Only now did she understand why people
were willing to risk everything for love.
Life with Owen brought her satisfaction and joy.
The more she cherished these moments,
the more fiercely she resolved to protect them.
If anyone dared disrupt her happiness-no mercy!
As she watched Owen, he seemed to recall
something, and he suddenly took a black
stone out of his storage ring. It landed heavily on the ground, causing the sturdy floor to tremble slightly. “Owen, why did you bring the Divine Path
Stone back? What is it for?” Leslie asked, finally voicing the question that had been on her mind.
Owen smiled faintly. “The Divine Path
Stone holds immortal power, capable of protecting Azure Kingdom. Regardless of whether Lord of Stars and the others succeed, with the stone’s protection, Azure Kingdom will remain untouched by
outside forces.”
Leslie’s
eyes lit
up in astonishment. If the Millennial Cataclysm could be avoided so easily, the Divine Path Stone wouldn’t have
been kept at the Gate of the Void, even under the guard of the God of Trickery. “But to shield Azure Kingdom from the Millennial Cataclysm, we need to activate this stone and spread its immortal power across the entire kingdom,” Owen said, noticing Leslie’s look of doubt. He rubbed his head, a bit sheepishly. “Right now, I don’t actually know how to activate it.” Leslie looked at him in surprise. Not knowing how to activate the Divine
Path Stone, yet claiming it could help survive the Millennial Cataclysm? If anyone else had said this, she’d dismiss it
as a fool’s dream.
But since it was Owen, she instinctively believed it.
“Let’s give it a try, then!”
Owen cleared his throat, channeling his
mana and directing it into the Divine Path Stone.
Yet as mana flowed in, the Divine Path Stone remained unresponsive, absorbing it like a bottomless abyss. There wasn’t
even
a ripple of reaction. After channeling mana for a while, Owen
felt frustrated.
At his current level, even an artifact would
have shown some response. But the Divine Path Stone stayed eerily calm.
Leslie, who had been watching, felt equally
perplexed.
Owen had already fused his essence blood with the Divine Path Stone, so it should recognize him as its master. Why was there
no reaction despite all the mana he poured
in?
Growing curious, Leslie placed her hand on the cold, smooth surface of the monolith.
The stone’s surface was polished like glass, and when Leslie extended her consciousness into it, she felt as if she’d plunged into a vast ocean.
Vast.
Boundless.
Endless.
These were her initial impressions. It felt as
if the stone held an entire universe within
it.
And in that desolate expanse, wisps of earth-toned immortal energy floated
about.
She too directed some mana, hoping to stir
the clouds of immortal energy, but the
mana disappeared like water into a sponge,
instantly absorbed.
“This immortal energy feels far superior to mana,” Leslie remarked, a sense of understanding dawning on her as she looked at Owen.
Owen looked back at Leslie.
They met each other’s gaze and spoke simultaneously:
“The power of world!”.
