Dali Wenluo had once been a straightforward young man.
He drew no absolute distinction between good and evil, disdained pretense, and preferred a direct approach. Even when facing Kallen back then, he had charged straight into a fight to the death without hesitation.
Now, however, he had become slick... no, practically oily.
Every change stemmed from his intimate encounter with horse manure in the stables at Allen Manor that day.
From that moment on, Dali Wenluo had been different.
Alfred, however, did not believe his workplace bullying had changed Dali Wenluo's temperament. Instead, he felt that his carefully tailored care had successfully opened the heart of this pitiful man who had never had a childhood, allowing him to embrace life anew.
Once the oath was sworn, the inheritance began immediately, without the slightest delay or hesitation.
As for the oath's backlash, Dali Wenluo did not care in the least. What did an oath to the God of Life have to do with an Order Knight like him?
Only this Life Inheritance deserved pity: in a single day, it had suffered two consecutive downgrades.
After receiving the inheritance, Leina’aosi could have ridden the advent of the New Epoch to godhood. By the time it passed to Dali Wenluo, it would probably only help him condense a Godhead Fragment.
On the path of cultivation, any shortcut taken through abnormal means brought enormous side effects, the most obvious being a lowered ceiling and a stifled future.
But Dali Wenluo did not mind. Strictly speaking, he was merely a puppet whose life and death rested in Kallen's hands, and he could borrow power from Kallen by praying to him;
therefore, he had no problem with a ceiling. As long as Kallen remained ahead of him, Kallen's ceiling was his own.
Thus, there was no