The Witch Hunter System

Chapter 1163: Galevyr’s Hopes for the Future

Although the powerful wind strike in the nuts made Vaan curl up in pain, he quickly recovered after a few seconds. Even so, a lingering discomfort in his gut made him feel unpleasant.

Nevertheless, every part of his body needed to be tempered, including that part. Otherwise, it would remain a weak point.

Within moments, Vaan stabilized his mental state and physical conditions.

’Alright, let’s do this!’ Vaan was determined.

Shortly after, he chewed on a stalk of Rank 7 Whisperleaf Grass until he consumed it entirely, allowing its medicinal and magical powers to circulate through his body.

In an instant, Vaan was assaulted by internal and external wind energy simultaneously.

No part of his body seemed to be left unchecked as countless wind blades battered against his flesh, organs, and blood vessels. They even seeped into his bones and tempered his marrow.

The pain produced by tempering the internal body was many times greater than that produced by tempering the external body.

Unfortunately, such pain couldn’t help Vaan drown out the pain of tempering his balls.

In fact, Vaan felt chills and fear when the wind energy of the Rank 6 Whisperleaf Grass arrived at his nether region, joining the simultaneous attack on his balls, internally and externally.

The combination of pain and nausea drained his strength and will, weakening his determination.

However, Vaan could only grit his teeth and continue, no matter how unsavory and unpleasant the experience was. To quit halfway was not in his nature, nor was it conducive to his progress.

He wouldn’t only be wasting the magical effects of the Rank 6 Whisperleaf Grass.

He had no choice but to continue and make full use of the opportunity, depleting every ounce of the Rank 6 Whisperleaf Grass’s medicinal and magical energies to achieve maximum benefits.

Not a single unit of power would be wasted.

As Vaan locked in the rampaging wind energy, causing various micro-injuries from tempering throughout his body, his regenerative prowess exhausted itself in an attempt to control the damage, absorbing minuscule amounts of refined wind energy in the process.

At the same time, his physical body’s wind affinity continued to improve by leaps and bounds.

Within half an hour, his physical body had already reached the fifty percent milestone, achieving the minimal requirement for the Wind Spirit Body. Even if it was just a Wind Spirit Body of the lowest rank, it was still the Wind Spirit Body. Ꞧ𝖆ΝȱΒƐs̈

Many more Wind Spirits noticed Vaan before losing interest.

They might not be interested in his Low-rank Wind Spirit Body, but this was just the beginning. Given the current momentum of his wind affinity improvement, even he could not estimate the upper limit of his Wind Spirit Body’s growth.

The potency of a single stalk of Rank 6 Whisperleaf Grass, coupled with the High-level Rank 6 windstorm, produced astonishing effects.

However, such astonishing effects could only be enjoyed because his Astral God Divine Body was unbelievably durable and tenacious. Any other Body Refining fleshly body of the same level would have already been shredded into pieces.

"This... Isn’t this far too dangerous? Shouldn’t we stop him?" a True God suggested with concern.

"Dangerous as it may be, it only concerns the flesh. We are all True Divinities. What is there to worry about? Even if Sir Vaan’s physical cultivation fails, destroying his fleshly body, as long as his soul is well preserved, we can restore him with our magic."

"While that is true, it is also troublesome. After all, we were ordered to protect him, not become his nanny. Still, if he overestimates himself and fails his cultivation, maybe he will do better to listen to our advice."

"You are all too pessimistic," True God Galevyr interjected while the other True Gods were chattering.

"This is Sir Vaan we are talking about, a Soul Master and a True Sage. Anyone can err in their cultivation, but not Sir Vaan. Without complete confidence, Sir Vaan wouldn’t engage in such dangerous cultivation."

"Moreover, body forging is dangerous in nature, to begin with. Without a high tolerance for pain and a strong will, it is extremely difficult to progress. However, everyone has already notice Sir Vaan’s extraordinary physique."

"Clearly, Sir Vaan’s pain tolerance and will are equally extraordinary," True God Galevyr stated.

"Puretide speaks reasonably," Sovereign Trueblue casually said before mentioning, "But this Sovereign is rather curious. Isn’t this True Sage supposed to be proficient with the water element? Why is he cultivating with the wind element?"

"Could it be that the Lord Envoy is trying to simultaneously cultivate water and wind, connecting the sea and sky to recreate Skysea Power?" True God Highflow wondered.

"Recreate Skysea Power?" The other True Gods were startled.

"That is quite the grand ambition. Given the Lord Envoy’s heaven-defying talent, it might just be possible," Sovereign Trueblue couldn’t help but acknowledge. But he quickly added, "However, uniting the fractured sea and sky domains will require more than the Skysea Power."

"After all, while the Skysea Power is impressive, it’s uncertain how much this Lord Envoy will achieve. Throughout the ages, countless geniuses have emerged, but how many actually make it to True Divinity?"

"Furthermore, simply reaching True Divinity is not enough to convince everyone and unite the fractured sea and sky domains. One should at least be an invincible True Divinity with unmatched strength and prestige."

"Otherwise, how could those overly ambitious God-Emperors possibly give up the supreme throne and lower their heads?" Sovereign Trueblue calmly said.

"Sovereign Trueblue has a point." Multiple True Gods nodded.

"Indeed, since time immemorial, countless peerless geniuses have emerged like the brightest stars, their brilliance far-reaching across the boundlessness of Chaos, only to burn out too quickly," Galevyr sighed.

"However, I’m afraid even Chaos has not seen anyone at the same genius level as Sir Vaan. I dare say even the Lord of Chaos and the Lord of Boundless Seas and Skies were not this brilliant in their youth."

"Sir Vaan’s peerless talent is unprecedented and beyond everyone’s imagination."

"Still, I must correct everyone on one thing: Sir Vaan is not just trying to dual-cultivate water and wind to recreate the supreme Skysea Power. If my memory doesn’t fail me, I believe Sir Vaan is cultivating six paths."

"Six paths....?"

Sovereign Trueblue and the other True Gods felt speechless after listening to Galevyr’s words. Everyone thought he had something thought-inducing and impressive to say, yet what did they hear?

Cultivating six paths?

That was no longer a grand ambition; that was sheer madness, irredeemably foolish and stupid beyond imagination. No, even a madman would not attempt such folly!

"This is ridiculous! Sir Vaan is so talented and wise. How can he attempt something so stupid?!"

"Ah... Sir Vaan has become a victim of his own genius... This is the first time I heard of something so absurd that it’s maddening. To think Lord Envoy would cripple his own future like this... such a pity."

Although Galevyr wanted to argue with everyone, telling them that their opinions were too pessimistic, he also understood their reason.

After all, cultivating six different paths simultaneously was not unheard of, but there were no precedents for those who had embarked on such an ambitious journey.

It was simply too difficult to unify so many different powers to achieve True Divinity that it might as well be impossible. Even the most supreme genius in history had only ever achieved True Divinity in three paths.

Four paths had never been achieved, let alone six paths!

Of course, it wouldn’t be strange to find Six-Path True Divinities. While they weren’t common, they weren’t rare either.

However, these Six-Path True Divinities did not cultivate six paths to enter True Divinity, but after achieving it.

The difference between the two was simply immense.

’Even if no one else believes in you, I still will, Sir Vaan. If we don’t even hope for a change, when will it ever happen?’ Galevyr silently thought.

True God Puretide had interacted with Vaan the longest among the True Divinities and had seen up close how impressive he had been. His talent was certainly world-defying and astonishing, but his aura couldn’t be ignored either.

Vaan did not give True God Puretide the impression of a blind genius, but one with a very clear purpose and direction to achieve it.

As such, no matter how hopeless Vaan’s path seemed, True God Puretide hoped to see it realized.

Do not actively kill the dream of the dreamer nor overly encourage it. Just silent support would do. Should the dream fail, a valuable lesson would be learned, paving the road for future success.

However, should the dream succeed at once, worldly changes were inevitable.

Perhaps many were satisfied with the status quo and did not wish to see the world change. However, True God Puretide believed the world needed this change.

He hoped to see a liberated Chaos one day, free from the threat of the Outerworlders.

Vaan did not know that he had earned himself a fan among the True Divinities—one who had pinned his hopes for the future on him.

At that moment, he was simply focused on cultivation, driving the medicinal and magical powers of the Rank 6 Whisperleaf Grass throughout his body.

After its destructive properties were exhausted, leaving behind refined energies that became one with his body, Vaan took out another stalk of Rank 6 Whisperleaf Grass and consumed it, continuing the tempering process.

Although he had also brought higher ranks of the Whisperleaf Grass, his current body was simply incapable of withstanding their overpowering potency.

He would only consider them after his wind affinity had improved to a certain degree.