1630 Remains
However, within this con lied a pro. This space was excellent for training. Whatever Dyon could do here, would be multiple times more powerful in reality through practice.
When Dyon learned this, he felt a firm resolve. Before, he thought it was impossible to energy cultivate here because of the rules that hindered him bringing anything in or out. But, this was false. He could cultivate here. The reason he thought he couldn’t was because of numerous factors.
Firstly because he was limited by the percentage of his body he could sustain here. Since he could bring in 20% of himself, he only had access to 20% of his body, his soul, his energy, and most important: his talent.
But, the second point was the most important factor: it was simply difficult in general to cultivate here.
Back during Dyon’s second trial, when he met Amphorae for the first time, she was already well into her 60’s. However, she was still in the saint realm. It wasn’t until after dual cultivating with Dyon that she formally entered the celestial realm.
Was that version of Amphorae untalented? Of course not. She had incredibly pure angel blood. The issue was that cultivating in Primordial Energy dense places greatly slowed cultivation due to how volatile the qi was. However, at the same time, it made every stage of cultivation far more powerful than Dyon’s knowledge dictated.
This space wasn’t only on par with Amphorae’s environment, it was far worse. Amphorae was born in the Primordial Era, but Dyon’s constitution’s world took the even earlier Chaos Era as its template, making cultivation easily ten times more difficult than what Amphorae experienced.
It was no wonder Dyon thought he couldn’t energy cultivate here. The bar was set so high that he simply made a false assumption.
Still, it was better late than never that he learned this truth. It meant he could rely on his constitution’s world to build a firm foundation. However, with that said, this space wasn’t created for Dyon to firm up his qi cultivation, it was created for him to bring his body to ungodly realms. All of the resources found here, namely the beasts, were pinnacle level body cultivation and body refinement treasures.
Even with all of this said, this wasn’t the most shocking part about the constitution’s world. That right was reserved for the potential Dyon saw in its people and its beasts.
Dyon entered the den of the bull-bird. Unlike how it had been before where he was greeted by animosity, he heard a happy whimpering that sounded a lot like a puppy greeting its owner. And, also unexpectedly for anyone who had seen them before, four beautiful bronzed creatures the a head taller than a normal horse rushed Dyon with their long tongues.
How had such once ugly creatures become so beautiful?
The four bull-bird babies that had once taken on the ugliness of their mother had somehow become akin to mythical creatures one could only dream about seeing.
They had the strength and size, but also slenderness of a pure-bred horse. They were coated in bronzed scales that shone within the pale light of the underground cave.
Despite the bull genes of their mother, they didn’t have hooves. Instead, they had what looked like large, bronze scaled eagle claws. Three powerful claws and a fourth short but sturdy thumb for balance.
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Still, the most attracting part of their forms were the large bronze folded wings on their back, layered in what looked like sheets of metal formed into agile feathers.
This was a creature Dyon had never heard word of. It had the combined characteristics of so many things that it wouldn’t have been a surprise if they came out as odd looking at their mother, but the reason they hadn’t was likely due to Dyon’s interference.
The Heavens had a love of symmetry. Usually, talent was coupled with beauty. However, for some reason, despite how powerful she was, the bull-bird that birthed these four could only be described as deformed.
Her head was too large, her feet too small, and her intelligence was too low.
Dyon had expected her children to follow the same fate. In fact, they had. When Dyon first saw them, other than standing on four feet instead of just two like their mother, they too were handicapped by terrible deformities.
That was when something changed. After seeing Dyon cure their mother’s infected leg by excavating the essence grade holy type qi stones in this cave, they began to grow curious. One day, Dyon actually found them munching away at the stones.
He didn’t really think anything of it, until he noticed that after several months, changes started occurring within them.
Not only had their intelligence seemingly grown, but the malnourishment they faced due to their mother’s weakness and inability to hunt for them disappeared in a flash. They grew larger and stronger, and the ugliness Dyon had come to know them for was wiped away, bit by bit.
After greeting the four of them, Dyon walked to a pill of bones with a sigh.
This was none other than the bull-bird mother’s final remains…
Dyon had a love-hate relationship with this poor mother, but he hadn’t wanted her to die in this way. He still remembered how shocked he had been when it happened.
He had come to visit the family of five just like any other day, but he had stumbled into the four bull-bird babies feasting on their mother’s corpse. Dyon had been more shaken by it than he knew… It was after that day that the four of them completed their final transformation to become the beautiful creatures they were today. Their mother sacrificed herself for the betterment of their future.