Azure Stone Platform

Lei Mo did not know how others went about comprehending the Laws, but he felt he was making progress every single day, and his mood was exceptionally pleasant.

He would occasionally exchange ideas with Franklin, and Lei Mo benefited greatly from these discussions.

Although they were cultivating different Laws, some of the minor techniques and insights regarding cultivation were universal.

"Master, I feel your nebula-shaped soul possesses terrifying computational power. I wonder if it is because my true form is special, but my computational power as a Low-God is far inferior to yours."

"Fortunately, my progress does not rely on calculation and deduction; the soul growth within my Soul Space is the inexhaustible driving force for my improvement."

Regarding Lei Mo's soul computational power, Franklin first expressed envy, then immediately began to humble-brag.

The hundreds of millions, or perhaps tens of millions, of souls within the Soul Space were all driving Franklin's progress.

Who else could possess a cheat as powerful as Franklin's? It was simply inhuman!

While observing the rune projections within the space and comprehending the fluctuations upon them, Lei Mo continued to let his imagination run wild even as his soul performed deductions and calculations.

"Since Franklin can project the Initial Rune and Soul Runes into the space, why can't they be projected outside the space?"

"Franklin's true form is invisible and intangible, but the runes are not. Even if the runes on the true form are of a higher order and cannot be projected outward, what about the runes on the eight sub-bodies? They are all under Franklin's control anyway, right?"

Lei Mo's ideas grew more expansive; he always wanted to let more people comprehend the runes so they could become his own people.

"Master, I cannot do that for the time being, but perhaps I will be able to in the future, once I reach the level of a Mid-God or High-God."

Franklin's voice resonated in the depths of Lei Mo's heart.

"Lord Bailey! Tore City is just ahead!"

A steward of the Minair family, one of the original seven, came forward to report to Lei Mo.

This Rune Warrior named Atel was of commoner origin, had no surname, yet already possessed the strength of the seventh rank.

Lei Mo nodded and looked up.

A somewhat dreamlike city appeared before Lei Mo. Why dreamlike?

What met his eyes were not tall city gates or walls, but two enormous, towering trees that firmly occupied the entrance of the valley.

Those two giant trees were over a dozen meters in diameter and hundreds of meters tall. The upper portions between the two trees were sealed shut by intertwined crowns, and the tree-hole passage in the middle was less than twenty meters wide.

"Have they learned this from the Elves? Are they not afraid of fire attacks?"

Not knowing the defensive measures of Tore City, Lei Mo found it difficult to make further judgments.

Upon entering the city, giant trees and greenery were everywhere, as if in a forest.

The streets were clean and tidy, and Lei Mo felt very comfortable walking among them.

"Setting aside other things, the living environment of Tore City is truly excellent; it is countless times better than the gimmick of any natural oxygen bar!"

Thinking of this, Lei Mo could not help but complain internally.

"My Lords, the King invites you!"

A team of palace envoys approached Lei Mo's group as soon as they entered the city, their attitudes humble.

They lacked the airs of royal envoys, likely having been instructed beforehand to avoid causing trouble with good intentions.

"Lead the way!"

Torista looked at Lei Mo, and seeing he had no intention of stepping forward to reply, she gave the order.

"Yes! My Lord!"

The delegation of envoys hurriedly led the way, heading straight for the palace.

Perhaps for fire prevention or out of consideration for living space, the palace was not some giant treehouse; it was a normal human palace, merely with exceptionally well-done landscaping.

From afar, Lei Mo saw a person dressed in blue standing at the very front of the formation.

Behind him stood an old man wearing royal robes and a crown, standing respectfully to the side.

The person at the front must be Clair; he had silver hair, the appearance of a middle-aged man, and a calm expression. He looked at Lei Mo with a smile and performed a greeting from afar.

Lei Mo returned the greeting casually. Clair might be weak, but he had not provoked him, and he had given him plenty of face, so there was nothing to be dissatisfied about.

Torista and the others were not so relaxed; they quickly dismounted and returned the full, respectful etiquette.

"Clair, greetings!"

Lei Mo did not want to put too much pressure on Clair, lest he run away again, so he spoke first.

"My Lord, greetings!"

The tension in Clair's heart indeed relaxed significantly.

"Let's find a place to talk; leave other matters to those below!"

Lei Mo spoke again and took off first, this time flying while riding the Divine Wind Bear.

The sight caused everyone to cast sidelong glances once more; so Lord Bailey's mount was also a Saint-level beast.

Thinking of the strength gap between Saint-level Magic Beasts and human Saint-level experts, they were inwardly horrified.

Clair followed closely behind.

With this, the King and the various officials became even more enthusiastic toward Torista and her group.

A Sanctuary-level Magic Beast is comparable to a human at the peak of the Sanctuary realm, and any powerhouse capable of subduing one possesses strength even beyond that peak.

It would be strange if the King and these officials were not enthusiastic; they still had not figured out the relationship between Torista and Lei Mo, though it was safe to assume they were quite close.

Lei Mo flew off and found a small hill, channeled his battle qi into his hands, and pressed downward.

"BOOM--"

The mountain rock shattered, and a small platform of several dozen square meters was formed.

He took out a dark-green, cube-shaped stone table and placed two stone stools beside it, setting pastries and wine upon the green surface.

Whether it was intentional or not, the stone table Lei Mo used was the very same dark-green cube he had made at the Minair family estate, the one engraved with the Transformation Rune.

Feeling it was of no further use at the Minair family estate, Lei Mo had simply taken it with him.

On the dark-green stone table, the side engraved with the Transformation Rune faced upward, its light flowing and looking incredibly profound.

Without being traced with blood-based materials, its magical effects could not be displayed, but one could sense its extraordinary nature just by looking at the runes.

After setting all this up, Lei Mo waited for a few more minutes before Keir finally arrived.

Thinking that Lei Mo was testing his strength, Keir had used every ounce of his energy along the way, yet he still failed to catch up.

When he landed, he looked somewhat disheveled, his battle qi significantly depleted, which clashed with his usual composed temperament.

"Pardon my unsightly appearance, My Lord!"

Keir said, feeling ashamed.

"Please, have a drink to relieve your fatigue!"

As he spoke, Lei Mo poured a cup of wine and handed it to Keir.

Keir took it and downed it in one gulp.

Since it would be as easy as flipping a hand for Lei Mo to kill him, there was no need to worry about whether the wine was poisoned.

"Ah-- My Lord, wh-what is this wine?"

Keir's battle qi, which had not progressed for hundreds of years, began to grow, if only by a tiny fraction.

"Just a little trinket; it should provide some boost to your strength."

Joking aside, could wine infused with the golden liquid still be considered ordinary? It was a spiritual elixir!

To maintain his facade, he had invested quite a lot; the quantity of the golden liquid was vast, but it was non-renewable—every bit used was a bit less remaining.

He did not know what that little bead was, or why it hovered above the golden liquid.

The color of the little bead was peculiar, impossible to describe in words; Lei Mo had studied it for a long time but had discovered nothing special about it!

"Thank you, My Lord!"

Keir was overjoyed. The improvement in his strength was one thing, but the fact that Lei Mo harbored no ill will toward him or the Keir Kingdom was the most reassuring part.

After setting down his wine cup, Keir looked at the runes on the stone table, his eyes glazing over!

After a long while, he snapped out of it and offered Lei Mo an apologetic smile.

"I have been rude again. These patterns give me an inexplicable feeling; I wonder why that is?"

"No need for formalities. This is a rune I have researched; I call it-- the Transformation Rune!"

Lei Mo did not beat around the bush and stated it directly, pausing deliberately after saying the name.

"Transformation Rune?"

Keir exclaimed in shock!