Rody reversed the hourglass of time, causing the Duchess' physical age to regress, while simultaneously using the magic of 'Soul Cleansing' to cleanse all sickness and toxins from her body. Her originally emaciated body gradually improved under the nourishment of Rody's energy, and her skin-and-bones arms began to regenerate flesh and blood under the restoration of a few drops of the 'Source of Life'.
Treating a body that was weak to such an extreme required extreme caution, as one misstep could be counterproductive.
The skin and flesh were the relatively easier parts to handle, but for the internal organs, particularly for the Duchess who had severely lacked nutrition for months, careful attention was needed during restoration. Otherwise, the weakened heart and lungs could not withstand the rapid recovery and become overburdened.
Rody controlled the restoration energy to the minimum, patiently and slowly recovering the Duchess' body.
The recovery process was happening throughout the body, almost imperceptible in its progress.
After persisting for a day, a weary Rody finally saw the Duchess truly escape the threat of death, being saved by his hands.
The power of the hourglass reversing time was immense. To prevent it from affecting him and reverting his own body back to the state of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old, Rody needed to suppress it with a completely different magical elemental essence. He concentrated the tremendous power of the hourglass on the Duchess, watching as she gradually regressed to the age of eighteen, observing her body slowly repair to a youthful state, becoming fuller, and step by step, emerging from the shadow of death, feeling an extraordinary sense of achievement.
Granting a dark life to a dead soul was easy for Rody, nothing noteworthy.
But saving a dying human was extremely difficult. Without personal experience, one could never truly understand the greatness of human life.
"When you wake up, you will probably have forgotten me, but it doesn't matter, as long as you can live well," Rody, having overdrawn his true essence excessively, couldn't help but spew a mouthful of fresh blood, splattering the perfectly restored body of the young girl in front of him with a bright red hue. Unable to suppress the immense power of the hourglass any longer, Rody hurriedly put it away, while also dripping the divine spring from the heavens on her lips, nourishing her empty stomach.
"In my name, I grant this young girl eternal health and youth, the contract to forever reside within my soul," Rody chanted the most difficult life contract, something that normally required divine power to accomplish, but he had to try.
If the life contract failed, then to save the reborn her, a dark contract would have to be employed.
Then, she would become a dark witch.
Of course, Rody did not wish to see that. He concentrated the power of the stars of the galaxy and the stars of faith, forcibly executing the divine power contract. The backlash of the immense divine power nearly tore his body apart, blood gushing in his mouth.
After ten seconds, the life contract was fulfilled.
Already at his limit, Rody, covering the blood spraying from his mouth, took out a golden scale and eternally sealed the executing law within this artifact made by the Goddess of Order. Unless Rody died, the golden scale would forever execute Rody's will, continuously using the power of Rody's faith to maintain the operation of the law.
The golden scale disappeared, turning into a speck of golden light, casting upon the sleeping young girl's jade arm, and then vanishing in an instant.
"Commanding Heaven and Earth..." At this moment, Rody's eyes were pitch black, unable to see anything, but he knew the reborn girl would soon wake up. He needed to leave quickly and couldn't let her discover the blood all over him.
Rody summoned the last bit of his true essence, gathering all the blood in the room into a blood dragon, rushing into his mouth and down his throat.
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He gently covered her with the quilt, then staggered out the door, almost falling. But a pair of soft jade hands supported him. She was always silently by his side, always his best assistant; no matter the difficulty, she would always be there to face it with him.
"Chris, help me wipe the blood from my mouth. Mom mustn't see it!" Rody's eyes darkened with worry, not wanting his mother to worry about him.
"..." Actually, Mom was standing right in front of Rody. She heard, shook her head slightly, and smiled indulgently. She took out a white handkerchief, gently wiped the blood from her son's face, and silently signaled the women not to make a sound, letting Chris take Rody away. The women's eyes brimmed with tears, each covering their lips, afraid they would burst into tears.
"Will it be okay if she forgets everything when she wakes up?" Chris asked softly.
"It's okay, let her forget me!" Rody coughed faintly, his mouth bloody, but smiled, "This is a mistaken love! Love cannot deceive, nor can it be replaced. She loves the Prince of the Night, not me. So, don't tell her anything; it's for the best!"
"We will help you maintain this lie, but I think differently," Chris said softly. "I believe love is just love."
"Love is just love?" Rody pondered upon hearing this, struggling to speak.
He felt as if his realm of thought had expanded, suddenly understanding many things he had never considered before, as if unlocking something hidden deep within his heart. It felt like looking up at the sky, seeing a meteor flash by—a brief moment, yet a lasting memory.
The depleted true essence in his dantian gushed out like a spring, flowing throughout his body.
With the energy of the life source and the assistance of the true essence, Rody's over-exhausted body was more purely and richly repaired.
Rody felt an urge to howl to the heavens. The true essence he had painstakingly cultivated was now gushing endlessly, surprising him like an underground spring bursting forth after countless millennia. The life source turned the almost liquid true essence into life essence, flowing through his entire body, driving away fatigue and bringing waves of relief.
More true essence, extremely condensed, formed a dark golden dragon on his body, spiraling upwards towards the heavens and then back down.
When it rushed back into Rody's body, forming a cycle, another dragon of true essence emerged from his feet, eagerly spiraling upwards... In this unintended enlightenment and advancement, "Imperial Dragon Jue" reached the 'Dual Dragons Spiraling' realm.
Rody stretched out his hand, and the twin dragons immediately spiraled out between his arms, playfully intertwining as if alive.
"Wow, I did it, I've reached the 'Dual Dragons Spiraling' realm!" Rody was so surprised he could hardly believe his eyes. Chris's casual remark had inexplicably unlocked the invisible shackles in his mind, elevating him to the realm of the twin dragons.
“What’s happening?” Chris was also puzzled.
“I don’t know either. All I know is that I suddenly had an enlightenment, all because of your recent words... It appears that the 'Nine Dragons Ascension' realm mentioned in the ancestral legends exists. I have successfully cultivated the 'Two Dragons Spiraling' realm. My goodness, I thought I would always be stuck at the 'Primordial Dragon Returning' realm. It turns out to be true, Chris, I did it!” Rody lifted Chris high up, excitedly shouting at her.
“Look at this child...” Rody's mother shook her head with a mix of pain and annoyance from a distance, then quietly left, allowing the other women to come forward and congratulate Rody.
“Put me down!” Chris was initially overjoyed, but felt Rody's large hand gripping her slender waist, his hand hot as fire. Seeing the other women approaching from a distance, she quickly struggled to get down.
“I want to kiss you, no dodging!” Rody was too happy.
“Alright, alright, we want kisses too, one from each person!” said those who never opposed kissing, including Pandora and Queen Victoria.
They were the boldest among all the women, a hundred times bolder than the lioness warrior goddess Martina.
As long as Rody wanted to embrace and kiss, they would never refuse, regardless of the situation or place. Perhaps they would be a bit more reserved in front of Rody's mother, but in front of her, Rody was absolutely well-behaved, and it was impossible for him to be kissing them fiercely.
While the women surrounded Rody on their way back to the living quarters, asking him to describe his recent advancement, someone woke up.
She slowly woke up from a deep sleep, opening her eyes, still feeling the dream lingering by her pillow, as if it had just disappeared and she could reach out and catch it back. She couldn’t remember what was in the dream, but she remembered that it was incredibly beautiful, filled with indescribable happiness.
That sweet sense of happiness, as if she could still taste it by licking her lips.
It seemed there was a man, or perhaps a prince, who made a promise to always be good to her...
But she couldn’t clearly remember his face.
He felt so familiar in her heart, as if she could blurt out his name in an instant, yet, she furrowed her brows, thinking hard, and couldn’t recall anything. His name, his appearance, his clothes, the horse he rode, the smile on his face – she felt it in her heart, yet just couldn’t remember.
“Let’s sleep a little longer, maybe I can dream it again…” She suddenly pulled up the blanket, filled with endless hope.