Ten years ago, Olivier had been defeated by Haydson here on Tu Jiao Mountain for the second time and had nearly died.
Ten years later.
"Olivier, after losing to me ten years ago, you will still lose to me ten years from now. I am the strongest in the Saint Realm."
Haydson and Olivier stood suspended in the air above Tu Jiao Mountain.
"Haydson, ten years ago, I considered you an opponent. Ten years later, you are no more than an ant in my eyes. You were no longer worth my making a move, yet you still came to challenge me."
Olivier gave no ground whatsoever. Both men spoke with great arrogance.
"The Rock Sword Saint is still the strongest in the Saint Realm. Isn't Olivier talking too big?"
"What do you know? The first time he challenged the Rock Sword Saint, he was no match for him. The second time, he was already not far behind the Rock Sword Saint. With Lord Olivier's cultivation speed, he must have surpassed the Rock Sword Saint after ten years."
"I heard that after returning to the imperial capital, Olivier often took two maidservants around to have fun. Who knows whether all this boasting is real?"
"I have some news. They say that on the Arctic Ice Plain, Lord Olivier challenged Rutherford, the strongest expert of the plains, and retreated unharmed."
Some in the crowd were doubtful, while others supported him. Opinions varied greatly.
"Blumer, your elder brother isn't just bragging, is he?" Kenyon asked Blumer beside him.
Many disciples of the War God Sect had come, and there were more than twenty Saint Realm experts present.
Kenyon had cultivated for many years and was still only at the middle stage of the Saint Realm. When facing geniuses such as Linley and Olivier, he could not help feeling somewhat jealous.
In fact, many people present also felt that Olivier was being too arrogant.
One was his own elder brother, while the other was his senior brother. Blumer found it difficult to refute them. Once you see my elder brother's strength, you'll understand. Big Brother is actually still very modest.
"Lord Simba, Master will be all right, won't he?"
On the other side, Sophie and Jessica asked the enormous Snow Lion beside them, which stood as tall as a man.
"You two can relax. Trash like this can be dealt with by Lord Simba with a single slap. How could he possibly be a match for Master?"
Simba spoke with utter disdain.
"A Saint Realm magical beast? Aren't those Lord Olivier's maidservants? I've seen them before."
Someone recognized the two women and discovered that the Snow Lion was actually a Saint Realm magical beast.
"Olivier, you are far too arrogant. Strength is not something proven with words. Let us settle this with our hands."
Having been spoken to in such a manner by Olivier, Haydson was furious.
Olivier stood leisurely in the air, showing no sign of making a move. Haydson gripped his sword, fully focused as he began gathering strength.
At first, Haydson had not taken Olivier so seriously. He did not believe Olivier could be that strong. Yet when Olivier stood opposite him and their auras began to clash, Haydson discovered that Olivier was as unfathomable as the sea. A feeling of helplessness against him suddenly rose in his heart, along with the thought that he was inferior to Olivier.
"Haydson, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Use all your strength."
At this moment, Haydson no longer thought Olivier was being arrogant. Faced with such an unfathomable opponent, Olivier had the right to say such things.
"Olivier, this is Earth Split, the move I have refined anew over these past years. It is also my strongest attack. Be careful."
Feeling Olivier's overwhelming aura, Haydson had no choice but to use his strongest move. Otherwise, he feared he would never have the chance to use it.
A massive earth-yellow sword slashed downward, as though the entire sky and earth had come crashing down.
"Earth Split? Its momentum is not bad."
The moment Haydson used his move, Olivier knew that Haydson had indeed improved somewhat in the Laws of Earth over the years. This attack was more than twice as powerful as it had been back then. For an ordinary Saint Realm expert, such improvement over ten years was already quite impressive. But to geniuses like Olivier or Linley, it was insignificant.
Out of respect for this opponent of many years, Xiao Hong also drew his weapon and casually swung his sword.
Black and white light rapidly gathered, likewise forming a massive sword. It was like dawn, yet also like sunset, as it met Haydson's earth-yellow greatsword.
Boom!
The terrifying collision sounded like thunder roaring between heaven and earth. It also unleashed dreadful air currents; the fierce wind even blew the rain sideways, sending the rain shelters flying.
After the tremendous blast, the black-and-white sword light engulfed the earth-yellow greatsword. Its remaining force hurled Haydson thousands of meters away. He crashed heavily into the ground, blasting out a huge pit.
"I haven't even used any strength, and you've already fallen."
Haydson's current strength truly could not stir Olivier's desire to fight. In the original story, Haydson had been cleaved in half by a single strike. Olivier felt that, after all, Haydson had been his opponent for so long. Now that he had far surpassed him, there was no need to kill an opponent he had outgrown.
The aftershock lifted Olivier's robes. His garments fluttered, his long hair streamed in the wind, and he looked like a god.
Haydson found it difficult to accept such a result. He clearly could not even withstand one of Olivier's casual attacks. The gap between them was simply too vast.
The spectators could not accept it either. They had thought they would witness an incomparably thrilling battle between Saint Realm experts, yet it had ended in a single move.
"Ah, am I seeing things? The genius Sword Saint Olivier defeated the Rock Sword Saint Haydson in one move?"
"Lord Olivier is incredible, worthy of being called a genius Sword Saint."
Olivier did not like being watched by crowds. Before everyone had recovered their senses, he had already joined Sophie and Jessica and returned to his residence, with the Snow Lion following behind.
"Master, you were amazing." Sophie gazed at Olivier with worship in her eyes.
The Rock Sword Saint Haydson, known as the strongest in the Saint Realm, had been defeated in a single move. The young girl could not help feeling her heart flutter, her eyes shining like stars.
"Master defeated the strongest expert in the Saint Realm, so Master is now the strongest in the Saint Realm. When will I become that powerful?" Jessica fantasized aloud.
"Master, to celebrate your victory, I will offer myself to you tonight."
Sophie cared deeply that Olivier had consistently refused to take her and her sister. She had brought it up more than once or twice, because she knew her master was a man who would take responsibility. Once they had a relationship, Olivier would not abandon them in the future. Otherwise, he might leave the two of them behind at any time. To seize this chance, she had grown bolder and bolder.
These two girls were truly adorable. Having them by his side brought some amusement to this cultivation-focused life. But with only fourth-level strength, they would likely find it difficult to reach the Saint Realm.
In Olivier's previous life and this one, his two souls had lived for nearly a hundred years combined. Though he had never married, he knew he was not a fickle man. He did not wish to endure such cycles of life, aging, illness, and death, and he hoped the women he loved could remain with him forever.
Sophie and Jessica were not even twenty yet. This was a classic case of an old bull eating tender grass.
This also gave Olivier quite a headache. He could not bear to send the two girls away, but letting them continue following him was not a solution either. Once he broke through to the divine level, he definitely could not remain in the imperial capital forever, nor could he take them with him.
"Master, you've encountered so many beautiful human women along the way, yet you never reproduce. You aren't incapable, are you?" Simba suddenly interjected from the side.
Olivier discovered that Sophie and Jessica were also looking at him with questioning eyes, and he shot Simba a glare.
"Shut up, or I'll make you incapable."
Fearing that Olivier was truly angry, Simba did not dare speak again. However, the watery eyes of Sophie and Jessica made his scalp tingle. They were even more terrifying than a divine-level expert.
On Tu Jiao Mountain, everyone was still savoring the shock brought by that battle.
"Blumer, your brother's strength is indeed unfathomable."
One of Blumer's senior brothers said this. Unlike Kenyon, this senior brother ranked in the upper-middle range among all the War God's disciples in terms of strength.
Big Brother's strength is far greater than you can imagine. Blumer thought. Big Brother, I definitely won't let you down.
"I never expected Olivier's strength to have become so formidable. It seems the Achisoren Family will require greater investment." Emperor Joanne said after watching the match.
Emperor Joanne was now also a ninth-level warrior. He had not aged over the past ten years and could remain on the throne for a long time. Ten years ago, Princess Nina had nearly married Blumer, and Joanne had never given up on winning over the Achisoren Family again.
"I didn't expect Olivier to be this powerful, but Lord Linley should be even stronger."
While Gates was shocked by Olivier's strength, he was even more confident in Linley.
After this battle, Olivier's name once again shook the continent. As for Haydson, the former strongest expert in the Saint Realm, he seemed to have been forgotten. Haydson himself never appeared again. It was said that he had gone somewhere to cultivate in seclusion.
At night, the stars shone brilliantly, and the bright moon was like water. A gust of wind swept through, draping a veil over the luminous sky.
Sophie and Jessica came to offer themselves to Olivier.
"Sophie, Jessica. You both know that I am a Saint Realm warrior. Sometimes, a single session of cultivation may last years, decades, or even centuries. You know that my last cultivation lasted ten years. If you truly follow me, perhaps when I finish cultivating next time, decades will have passed. You would have to remain alone for decades, and perhaps even by the time you die, I still would not have finished cultivating. I do not want my women and me to experience such separation by life and death, nor do I want you to suffer such pain. So I can give you freedom and wealth. You can go seek your own happiness."
Olivier had considered it for a long time, but he still decided that short pain was better than long pain. He hoped the two girls could understand.
"Master, ever since us sisters fell into slavery, we already knew there was no hope for this life. We simply lacked the courage to kill ourselves. Under the slave owner's coercion, we worked hard to learn all kinds of skills, only wishing to suffer a little less. Before meeting you, Master, we never imagined we could still live such a good life. What we heard most often was that slaves never came to a good end. Only you, Master, never treated us sisters as slaves. Even family would not necessarily treat us this well. There is no better man in this world than you. We only wish to remain by your side, serving you, pouring tea, carrying water, and cooking."
"Please do not send us away."
"Master, please do not send us away."
The sisters Sophie and Jessica had already fallen to their knees, sobbing uncontrollably.
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