Victoria's Secret

Olivier took Victoria to the Sparge Family, beat someone up, and then demanded one million gold coins in compensation. Word quickly spread throughout the imperial capital.

It spread.

The Sparge Family had indeed lost a great deal of face, but none of the upper-class figures in the imperial capital mocked them. They knew that after having a god-level expert come knocking, surviving at all was already a blessing amidst misfortune.

However, some families needed to reconsider their relationship with the Sparge Family. Offending a god-level expert was no joking matter.

Half a day later.

A bearded old man arrived at Victoria's home.

"Lord Olivier, I am Sparge. I came specifically to apologize to you. That brat Frankland actually dared offend your disciple. When I get back, I will certainly teach him a proper lesson." Upon receiving the news, Sparge had immediately rushed back and prepared one million gold coins.

"This is one million gold coins for your esteemed disciple. Please accept it. If you have any other instructions, you may give them to me. I am willing to serve you." Sparge took out an interspatial ring and handed it to Olivier.

"Fine, you may go back now. I have accepted the gold, and we are even." Olivier did not want to say much to him. Seeing that he had brought the money, he prepared to see him out.

"Ah, then I shall take my leave." Sparge had wanted to say more, but upon seeing Olivier's attitude, he did not dare continue.

In truth, he had wanted to take the opportunity to build a relationship with Olivier. If he could serve Olivier, would that not turn disaster into fortune?

Magic Tower.

Catherine still wore her silver mask. She was dressed in a shirt, her long hair flowing freely.

"You really went to great lengths for your disciple!" Catherine said as she looked at Olivier across from her.

She knew Olivier was an extremely proud man. It was very difficult to gain his recognition. Even among all the Saint-level experts of the Yulan Empire, no one had earned his approval. To be honest, Catherine was very curious.

Olivier looked into Catherine's eyes as though trying to see the person beneath the mask. With a faint smile, he understood what Catherine meant.

"I finally managed to take on a disciple, so naturally I have to put more care into her. Misguiding a disciple is not a good thing."

Catherine calmly looked at Olivier. Though she had not received the answer she wanted, she was not annoyed. Yet her tranquil eyes seemed to possess a magical power that made one feel it was wrong not to tell the truth.

Sure enough, Olivier yielded and slowly spoke.

"The Yulan Continent has a history of trillions of years. Since ancient times, who knows how many unparalleled geniuses have become Saints and gods? Just calculating that number is terrifying. Among them, there must have been quite a few who stood at the pinnacle of godhood and looked down upon all living beings. Not to mention the distant past, even in this era, you, the War God, Cesar, and the others are all peerless geniuses of an age. Whose talent is not supreme? Then there is Lord Beirut of the Dark Forest. Even in the Divine Realm, he is a peak existence."

Olivier deliberately went on at length, wanting to see Catherine get angry. To his disappointment, there was not the slightest change in her eyes.

She remained just as calm. Only matters concerning herself could cause any ripples within her.

"What I mean is that among all those geniuses, Victoria's talent is the most exceptional. Even the great Lord Beirut cannot compare to Victoria."

Ripples finally appeared in Catherine's calm gaze. Before Lord Beirut, god-level experts such as the War God and Cesar were no more than ants. Yet Olivier was comparing Victoria to Beirut, and those words had come from Olivier himself.

Either Olivier had gone mad, or it might actually be true.

It was like someone with the same hundreds of millions in assets as you telling you that the beggar you met yesterday would one day possess tens of billions. How could you not be shocked?

"How did you see that Victoria possessed such extraordinary talent?"

Catherine asked.

She knew Olivier would not go mad. Yet even a genius hailed as the number one on the Yulan Continent in ten thousand years could not be guaranteed a one-hundred-percent chance of becoming a Saint. What basis did Olivier have for saying such a thing?

"Haha, that? It is my secret. I cannot tell you."

Olivier laughed.

"Still, it is not entirely impossible. I have one condition."

Olivier added.

"What condition?"

Seeing Olivier's ill-intentioned smile, Catherine felt a trace of anger.

"Take off your mask and let me have a look. How about it? We can exchange secrets. I will trade Victoria's secret for yours."

Olivier chuckled.

From Catherine's eyes, he could see strange emotions. Olivier guessed that if he could see the expression beneath her silver mask, it would be quite interesting.

"Then forget it. Who cares?" The mask was Catherine's weak spot. No matter how Olivier asked, she would never agree.

"Catherine, don't be angry. How about this? I will share half of Victoria with you and let her take you as her master as well, so she can learn Life Element magic."

Olivier had already planned it out. Victoria was a three-element Soul Mutator: light, Life Element, and Water Element. He could personally teach her the light element. Catherine was the most suitable for the Life Law, while for the Water Element, it would be enough to find some Saint-level experts to teach her.

"It is not impossible for me to teach her Life Element magic, but I must at least know how talented my disciple truly is."

Catherine thought, You refuse to tell me Victoria's secret, yet you want me to accept her as my disciple? No chance.

"Don't be like that. If you miss such an unparalleled genius, you will not get another chance. I am already willing to share her with you. Acting this way is wrong. Come, come, let me properly explain it to you."

Olivier finally understood what it meant to dig one's own grave.

After an intense battle of words, Catherine finally agreed to teach Victoria. However, Olivier had signed several unequal agreements, though he insisted that Victoria's secret could only be exchanged for Catherine removing her mask.

From then on, Victoria had two god-level masters, something unmatched on the Yulan Continent.

And so began her legendary path.

A three-element Soul Mutator possessed far greater talent than a two-element Soul Mutator. Across countless planes, Mos was the only known three-element Soul Mutator, an existence comparable to a Paragon Highgod. A God-Eater Rat, upon reaching the Highgod level, could possess material defense comparable to a material-defense Sovereign Artifact. Yet when Bebe faced Bayer, a Paragon of the Wind Element, he could only serve as a living target. The gap between them and a Paragon was far too great.

Olivier's goal was to train Victoria into an expert at least comparable to a Paragon Highgod.

In truth, two-element Soul Mutators were also extremely powerful, but their soul force was far inferior to that of three-element Soul Mutators. Later, when fusing divine power, the difference became another tenfold. The gap was far from minor. Thus, Olivier also hoped to cultivate a third divine clone, but unfortunately, he was completely in the dark and had no clue where to begin.

He could only place his hopes on Victoria.