Fane, Rutherford Broke Through

The weather was nice. After breakfast, served by Sophie and Jessica, Olivier prepared to head to the War God Sect.

"Life with beautiful women by my side is truly hard to leave behind."

Over three days, Olivier bought Sophie and Jessica a large number of Water Element and Fire Element magic books and mages' notes for them to study and cultivate with. Although Olivier did not specialize in magic, he was now a Saint-level mage of both the Light Element and darkness, so his knowledge was naturally sufficient. Teaching the two of them, however, was indeed difficult. It was like how old man Doehring had been unable to teach Linley Wind Element magic back then.

Olivier decided to send them to a magic academy to study instead. It was not good to shut oneself away and work in isolation; they still needed to interact with more people. At the very least, they should first become sixth-rank mages. Generally speaking, advancing from the fourth rank to the sixth would take three to five years.

Olivier himself also had his own plans. Cultivation was like rowing upstream: if one did not advance, one retreated. He had enjoyed himself for so long; it was time to cultivate seriously again.

Although his current strength already made him invincible among Saint-level experts, enough for him to live freely and happily, the Graveyard of the Gods would open in roughly five years. More than twenty years from now, even if he did not split open the Boshu Dike, gods from Gorb Prison would gradually descend. There was also that group from Hell. He still needed to raise his strength as quickly as possible.

After thinking it over, Linley's secret chamber might have a considerable effect. That was where Beirut had obtained the Four Divine Beasts and four Sovereign sparks. Even if it had no effect, it still had great sightseeing value.

Thus, Olivier planned to head to the Baruch Kingdom next. He also wanted to see Linley and assess his strength.

War God Mountain stood atop a high mountain outside the imperial capital. It was not far from the capital, and Saint-level experts could reach it in no time.

War God Mountain was extremely tall. It was the holy land in the hearts of all warriors on the Yulan Continent. Countless legends originated from the War God, O'Brien. Aside from the War God himself, his disciples also lived on the mountain. The War God had more than twenty personal disciples, nearly all of whom were Saint-level experts. Some named disciples were also Saint-level, as were other Saint-level experts who had sought refuge with him. Thus, Saint-level experts, usually hard to encounter, were not uncommon on War God Mountain. Of course, there were even more servants attending to these powerful figures.

The O'Brien Empire was known as the foremost empire of the Yulan Continent. It was said that after refining a divine spark, the War God could stand shoulder to shoulder with the High Priest. Olivier felt there was some exaggeration in that claim. First of all, the War God had become a god by refining a divine spark, and such gods were the weakest. The High Priest had become a god through independent cultivation and had already been one since the Yulan Empire existed ten thousand years ago. Her potential was clearly greater than the War God's, and her strength should surpass his as well.

Among the gods still alive on the Yulan Continent, aside from the War God, everyone else had become gods through independent cultivation. Thus, Olivier looked down on the War God, just as he looked down on Adkins of Gorb Prison. He was merely a lower god, yet he dared call himself the War God.

Still, the War God was a god after all, and Blumer's master. The War God Sect also took great care of Blumer. Since the War God had summoned him, Olivier had to show some respect and could not simply refuse to come.

Blumer had been waiting early for Olivier's arrival, and their way was unobstructed.

"Big Brother, I'll take you to see Senior Brother Fane first."

As they walked, Olivier noticed that Saint-level experts in the War God Sect received excellent treatment. Every one of them had an estate, plenty of servants, and plenty of beautiful women. Saint-level experts had physical needs too. Blumer, for example, had not married or had children, but he had no shortage of women. Only someone as obsessive and cold as Olivier had once been could devote himself wholly to cultivation. Even many ascetics in the Arctic Ice Plain had such estates.

"Blumer, does anyone on War God Mountain cultivate the Laws of the Light Element?"

Olivier suddenly asked.

Even a Saint-level mage of light and darkness like him could not guide fourth-rank mages of other elements. As far as he knew, the War God cultivated Fire Element laws, while Fane cultivated Thunder Element laws. If no one in the War God Sect cultivated the Light Element, then Blumer would basically receive no guidance by staying here.

"No. What is it, Big Brother?"

Blumer asked in confusion.

"Blumer, come back with me later. For the next year, cultivate with me."

Olivier had also comprehended the Profundity of Light Speed. Although he had not reached its limit, he was still far stronger than Blumer. He could teach Blumer some of his insights, then take him to meet and observe other powerful experts.

Suddenly, Olivier felt an enormous amount of pressure. Two girls needed to cultivate, and now Blumer needed to cultivate too.

"Alright, Big Brother."

Blumer had embarked on the path of cultivating the Profundity of Light Speed because he practiced Olivier's Light Shadow Sword. It was precisely because he had learned the Light Shadow Sword that he had been able to defeat the Dragonblood Warrior Wharton. However, over the past decade, Blumer had grown used to cultivating by himself on War God Mountain, burying himself in bitter training like Olivier had in the past. Recently, he had discovered that he was ultimately inferior to his big brother and had made no progress. Meanwhile, Olivier had been enjoying life ever since his return, so Blumer had been unwilling to disturb him.

Thus, Blumer agreed without hesitation.

"Big Brother, Senior Brother is just ahead."

Azure Thunder Peak was where Fane, the War God Sect's eldest disciple, cultivated. It was also the place closest to the War God, at the summit of Azure Thunder Peak.

There was a space roughly several dozen meters wide atop the peak. Some short old trees and patches of wild grass grew there, while two stone houses stood beside one old tree.

At the edge of the summit stood a man, looking down below.

Olivier examined the man closely. He wore a plain azure robe. His figure was rather thin, yet as straight as a spear. His hair was cut short, only three inches long, and was azure as well. Merely looking at his back gave one an exceptionally fierce and resolute impression.

"Senior Brother, my big brother has arrived."

Blumer stepped forward and saluted him.

"I know. You may leave."

"Yes."

Olivier was observing Fane, and Fane was also observing Olivier. He had not watched Olivier's battle against Haydson because Fane did not believe Olivier's strength could reach the Saint-level limit.

"Fane, Rutherford broke through."

Olivier stared at Fane and smiled. Sure enough, he saw a flicker of emotion in Fane's expression. Though Fane tried hard to hide it, Olivier still noticed.

"I know," Fane said coldly. Olivier's attitude made him somewhat displeased.

As the War God's eldest disciple, Fane was told certain things about gods by the War God. In particular, since Rutherford, also an expert at the Saint-level limit, had broken through, the War God hoped it would stir Fane and allow him to break through as well. The War God longed to have a god-level disciple.

"For nearly five thousand years, no one on the Yulan Continent has become a god. Now, among the six Saint-level limit experts of the Yulan Continent, Cesar and Rutherford have broken through one after another. I think the Yulan Continent is about to enter a glorious age. When do you think you'll break through?"

Olivier continued.

"Breaking through is easier said than done."

After failing to break through for so many years, Fane had placed more of his hopes on the divine sparks in the Graveyard of the Gods.

Olivier understood Fane's thoughts. The War God himself had become a god by relying on a divine spark, and as the War God's eldest disciple, Fane should know that as well. With the War God present on War God Mountain, everything done here could be known to him, so Olivier could not say much more.

"Olivier, I hear your strength has improved greatly. Let's spar."

Fane gathered his thoughts.

"Sure."

"Fane, Rutherford broke through while sparring with me. I'll spar with you in the same way."

Fane was Blumer's senior brother. It would be good if he could break through. Besides, creating a god-level expert would feel extremely satisfying.

Sure enough, a blazing light appeared in Fane's eyes. That desire could be clearly felt.

The Profundity of Light Element fused with the Profundity of Light Speed, and Olivier transformed into a ray of light as he charged toward Fane.

At the same time, Fane transformed into a bolt of lightning and met the streak of light head-on.

Bang!

A tremendous explosion rang out. Shockwaves surged in every direction, sending wild grass flying.

Olivier and Fane separated. Fane had comprehended the Thunder Element laws and excelled in speed. Olivier was only slightly faster than him, by a very limited margin. Fane was not only fast; his attacks were also extremely powerful.

"Fane, your speed is impressive."

Among all the Saint-level experts Olivier had met, Fane was the fastest. Even though Olivier's speed had improved somewhat since his spar with Rutherford, he still could not suppress Fane in speed.

"Olivier, I didn't expect you to be so strong. You're no weaker than I am. It seems the Yulan Continent has gained another expert at the Saint-level limit."

After a single exchange, Fane had already understood that Olivier's strength had absolutely reached the Saint-level limit.

"Then you'd better be careful."

Since he could not suppress Fane in speed, he could only suppress him with power. He raised his attack power to slightly above Fane's, but it remained within Fane's capacity to endure. Olivier wanted to see whether this method could help Fane break through. If it could, he could find the other few to try it later. If they all broke through like this, how interesting would that be? What a sense of accomplishment.

Fane discovered that Olivier was not only faster than him, but also considerably stronger in attack power. He was beaten until he nearly had no ability to retaliate and could only passively endure the attacks.

If anyone had been on Azure Thunder Peak at that moment, they would have seen Fane being beaten like a punching bag, completely unable to fight back and only able to defend passively.

This is too stifling. This is bullying.

Fane felt depressed. He had thought Olivier would be at most about as strong as him, but he had not expected to be beaten so thoroughly that he could not retaliate at all. Fortunately, Olivier was not trying to kill him, but it still felt rather humiliating.

Fane tried desperately to counterattack, but it had no effect.

"Senior Brother is actually being beaten without any ability to fight back."

Hearing the unceasing sounds of battle, the disciples of the War God Sect rushed over one after another. Seeing the powerful senior brother they admired, they were shocked beyond measure.

"Blumer, is that your big brother, Olivier?"

Many disciples of the War God Sect knew Olivier had come today.

"Probably."

Blumer was somewhat uncertain as well. Olivier's speed was simply too fast. Although Olivier had previously said Fane was no match for him, seeing it with his own eyes was another matter entirely.

"It seems this method won't work."

Olivier saw that Fane showed no signs of imminent breakthrough. Becoming a god was clearly not so simple.

Olivier stopped attacking. The crowd could finally see him clearly, while Fane was already in a wretched state, his azure robe torn to shreds.

The spar came to an end. Olivier had displayed his formidable strength to the War God Sect.