Chapter 003: The Daughter is the Divine King

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After all, not every descendant of a noble family awakens spiritual power. Those with good physical qualities but lacking spiritual roots can only resort to the more challenging practice of martial arts. However, among them, there are also legendary figures, such as one of the Ten Elders of the Empire's Hall of Light—"Holy Rainbow Knight" Solon, who is a lord-level warrior

Who are you

I am the God King! The enchanting figure proudly raised her small chest and responded with confidence

A third-tier summoner accounts for ten percent, which already constitutes a significant influence on the overall combat power of a nation

Suddenly, a series of authoritative roars echoed behind the enchanting figure who was lost in thought

Whenever the madman frantically digs into the ground all over the world to search for his "missing" daughter, the little wolves, tormented to the brink of madness by the madman, all take cloth strips and look for trees to hang themselves in front of her

Whoever went mad once purified the black magic orb with their own blood, resulting in extreme physical exhaustion and being ill for more than half a month

Whenever she thinks of these things, a warm feeling flows through her enchanting heart. In her past life, she had no family; her only sister was a shameless wretch. In this life, she is accompanied only by a madman who shares her love for books, and they have long since become more irreplaceable than any blood relatives.

Thus, the enchanting fourteen-year-old is no longer afraid of the mad old man’s lethal moves; she even looks forward to the possibility of the madman losing his memory, as this presents her with a splendid opportunity to plunder martial arts techniques!

In the long fourteen years of our relationship, situations where Crazy Grandpa suddenly turns his back and denies recognition have occurred countless times intermittently.

The imposing and powerful aura, along with the perfectly taut lines of the body, exhibit a golden ratio even surpassing that of ancient Greek statues. If one were to overlook the centipede-like face, it would indeed resemble a hero of unparalleled prowess!

Look at this! A charming individual calmly took out a nearly dying cockroach from their pocket

Having lived for many years with madmen and beasts of the spirit realm, the enchanting one has yet to become a summoner, exuding an aura that rivals that of a sovereign who looks down upon the world

At this moment, the enchanting figure is using this black orb to absorb the scattered dark elements floating in the air under the night sky

Fourteen years is but a blink of an eye

The madman, in order to protect the enchanting one, once tore apart a disobedient ordinary five-star raging giant bear with his bare hands, a feat of strength beyond human capability! Those spirit beast-level demon wolves are not the contracted beasts of this madman; rather, they have been reduced to pitiful beasts serving as errand boys under his tyrannical power.

The seventh rank is referred to as "Lord Level". It is the realm of powerful individuals who have begun to grasp the essence of the elements. If they pledge their loyalty to the empire, they may receive a city as a reward.

In this world, besides summoners, another powerful existence is the warrior. For warriors, a complete set of martial skills is a treasure that is as rare and sought after as a golden battle beast.

"Who are you?" The madman's father's gaze indeed hesitated.

"God King? I do not believe it! Prove it to me."

This is the Demon King! The Great Demon King!

The mad grandfather may be a seventh-tier high lord of the light system! Yaolao thought this more than once.

The Eighth Order "Sovereign" is the ruler of the nation

A glimmer of cunning flashed in the watery eyes: "How bold of you to dare refer to yourself as 'this sovereign' in front of me. You little brat, don't you have the sense to see who I am!"

Each tier is divided into primary, intermediate, and advanced levels. Do not be misled by the existence of these three levels within the first tier; a primary level within the same tier is still insignificant when faced with a high-level opponent. Therefore, it can be said that every step of advancement for a summoner is exceedingly arduous.

Under the moonlight, a beautiful young girl has a dark, dull black pearl tied around her jade-like neck with a red thread

Upon hearing the words of the madman, a wickedly beautiful smile adorned her charming little face, as if to say, "Just as I thought"

The fourth, fifth, and sixth tiers account for the remaining ten percent, consisting either of the elders of noble families or the temple masters

Just now, they were foolishly competing with me for the chicken leg, and now they have completely forgotten it, sigh! Yao Rao looked at the scattered chicken bones and let out a long sigh

Any woman within five meters of the revered one, regardless of the reason, shall be killed without mercy

More than eighty percent of all summoners on the continent are second-order or above

And a ninth-tier "Overlord," a country may only produce one or two in a century. Such a deity typically views humanity as mere ants and will not intervene unless the survival of the nation is at stake

Turning his head, the madman and the - picture - book had already discarded the half-eaten chicken leg, with both hands clasped behind his back, standing tall under the moonlight. His body, filled with powerful bronze muscles (perhaps smeared with chicken grease), suddenly made him appear as if a divine being had descended.

Sometimes, an ordinary martial arts manual can emerge, even provoking conflicts among noble families, and even wars between nations

Moreover, this madman is not only proficient in magical arts, but also possesses the ability to utilize some profound martial techniques that have been lost in the White Tiger Continent

What does it matter if the dark element is despised by the world! As long as it can become stronger!

When Yaorao was a little one running around without clothes, she was often subjected to such authoritative inquiries about her gender from her mad father. The madman would intermittently forget that he had a daughter, and upon discovering that Yaorao was a girl, he would chase her away for ten miles. If it weren't for the fact that the madman would completely forget the events of the previous night after a night's sleep, weeping and frantically searching the world for his "runaway" daughter, Yaorao would have long abandoned this madman and returned to normal human society.

If an ordinary person were to laugh uncontrollably, it would be a sight to behold, but the mad old man was suddenly struck with terror! His face, covered in centipede-like wounds, turned pale in an instant. Behind him, a pair of golden, fiery wings burst forth, flapping wildly as he rapidly retreated, trembling and stammering out a few dry words:

However, every time Yaorao tries to extract some secrets from the mad old man, he either plays dumb or simply pretends to have amnesia

In the memories of my past life, the summoners on the White Tiger Continent are divided into nine ranks, from one to nine

The black orb extracted from the enchanting body is actually a dark attribute energy entity If it were to be passed down to the world it would undoubtedly be deemed a heretical existence by the forces of light and would be hunted down frantically by the populace However the vengeful spirit and evil demonic aura attached to it have long been eradicated by a madman leaving behind a pure energy orb devoid of any fallen demonic nature

I do not understand why the madman did not remove the black pearl, but instead advised the enchanting one to keep it close at all times

A sharp glint suddenly flashed in her enchanting gaze, the memories of being schemed against in her past life still lingering in her mind. In this life, she harbored only one thought, which was—no matter the means, she must live happily!

Who would want a madman when they are normal, clinging to the enchanting thigh every day, pitifully crying out: "Yao Yao, I want a big chicken leg!"