Village Head's Debauchery - Chapter 1295

Chapter 1295: The Death Of A Viscount-Ranked Spirit Beast (2), Willow Fold Heart
Combined with his talents and strength, which surpassed even other Viscount-ranked Spirit Beasts of the same age, he was considered a formidable entity. At the very least, he should have been able to escape, even when facing other Viscount-ranked Spirit Beasts older and more terrifying than himself.

Even an Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beast with such trump cards would, at the very least, cause some havoc before dying, leaving behind traces that could help uncover what had happened.

But in this case, there was nothing.

The man quickly rewound the scenes and observed them several times before pausing. He realised that the black sphere was the issue. He had no idea how it had appeared, but he was confident that it wasn’t a treasure with space-locking abilities.

If it were, the fluctuations in the Spirit Space Law around the area would have alerted Viscount Aurthorn to the incoming attack, allowing him to escape before the barrier was activated. Instead, he became more convinced that the barrier had been created by another being—one with an even more terrifying mastery over the Spirit Space Law.

“I need to contact the commander. This is a serious matter,” the man muttered, quickly pulling out a green stone etched with numerous magical runes and inscriptions. He activated it.

A connection was swiftly established with the other side. Without waiting for the commander to speak, the man began to explain the situation.

After he finished speaking, there was silence on the other side.

“The death of Viscount Aurthorn is a tremendous blow to our base. This also means we severely underestimated our opponents,” the voice finally said. “…I will report this to the Supreme Base Leader and inform you of the results once the meeting is concluded.”

The man with platinum hair nodded in agreement, though inwardly, he disagreed with the last statement. They had sent a 12,000-year-old Viscount-ranked Spirit Beast to suppress a rebellion they believed was led by Baron- and Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beasts—how was that underestimating the enemy?

Even the reinforcements previously dispatched to crush the rebellion, though ultimately unsuccessful, had been a logical decision.

After living for tens of thousands of years, they weren’t foolish enough to underestimate an enemy simply because it hadn’t lived as long. This wasn’t a matter of oversight; someone was deliberately toying with them and thinning out their forces.

Unfortunately, it had worked.

They hadn’t expected such a significant threat to emerge from what seemed like a small rebellion.

And now, they had no choice but to respond with equal force.

“Alright, I’ll be waiting,” the man with platinum hair said.

The connection was then swiftly disconnected.

Without wasting time, the man initiated another communication link.

“How may I be of service, Viscount?” a respectful voice answered from the other side.

“I need you to monitor several regions for me. Simply observe from afar and report any details. I’ll send you the directions immediately,” the man with platinum hair instructed.

“Understood.”

After transmitting the locations and specific instructions, the man with platinum hair disconnected the link. Though he trusted the Celestial Spirit Court to handle the matter seriously, it didn’t hurt to have his own eyes and ears monitoring those regions. Perhaps he’d uncover something valuable—something that could aid the Court.

With his preparations complete, he returned to his task.

…….…..

Back at the White Winged Gryphons’ territorial home,

Orion received the wooden prism from Lyra.

“I managed to secure this treasure from the Spirit Beast,” Lyra said. “Also, it seems the Celestial Spirit Court is more cautious than we assumed. If they can send a Viscount-ranked Spirit Beast to suppress a rebellion led by a Baron-ranked and Aristocrat-ranked Spirit Beast, then I’m certain the next force they send will be much stronger than the previous one… Perhaps multiple Viscount-ranked Spirit Beasts or even higher.”

A Viscount-ranked Spirit Beast ranged in age from 12,000 to 24,999 years. Starting at 13,000 years, they were comparable to fifth-order demigods. After undergoing three major transformations every thousand years, they could reach strength equivalent to fourth, third, and even second-order demigods.

Above them were Earl- or Countess-ranked Spirit Beasts between the ages of 25,000 to 49,999 years. At 25,000 years, a Spirit Beast was already comparable to a first-order demigod, and its next transformation would elevate it to the level of a true divine being.

The group found Lyra’s words reasonable. After witnessing the battle, which lasted over 48 hours, they had already drawn their own conclusions.

Nonetheless, they were satisfied with the outcome. They had dealt a significant blow to the Celestial Spirit Court, which had been their original goal.

“You’re right,” Orion agreed with Lyra’s assessment. It was well known that 7,000 years was enough time for significant changes to occur in the Material Realm, yet within the Spirit Realm, they were encountering Spirit Beasts who had lived far longer.

Orion suspected that some of these beasts might possess knowledge about the Calamity that occurred thousands of years ago and perhaps even about Naka. He had planned to capture and interrogate them for that very reason.

However, given the capabilities Viscount Aurthorn had displayed, that was easier said than done. If they weren’t careful, the Spirit Beasts could escape and reveal their presence. Therefore, they could only eliminate them swiftly. Moreover, for the Celestial Spirit Court to command such a terrifying force, Orion was convinced that the Court itself was aware of the ancient Calamity that had transpired.

Without delay, Orion handed the wooden prism to Ilse for further inspection.

Ilse activated the wooden prism, causing it to vibrate and float gently in her palms.

“This is a Tier 6 Spirit Treasure that has been nurtured by the Spirit Space Law. It’s powerful enough to suppress even a fifth-order demigod—sixth- and seventh-order demigods with little understanding of the Space law would be vulnerable against it,” Ilse explained.

A Treasure was the Spirit Realm’s equivalent of an artefact in the Material Realm. Just as the name suggested, a Tier 6 Spirit Treasure was equivalent in power to a sixth-order demigod. However, a Spirit Treasure nurtured by a Spirit Law was far more powerful than an ordinary one without such a bond.

Ilse suspected that if the Spirit Treasure was nurtured by the Spirit Space Law for a while longer, it might elevate into a Tier 5 Spirit Treasure.

Orion nodded, realising that in his current state, he was no match for the Spirit Treasure. Even if he used everything at his disposal, including his Vykr Warrior Mode, he was unsure whether he could emerge victorious.

He couldn’t include the White Ember in his calculations, as he still didn’t know how to activate it. He could only sense that its power might awaken when he was on the brink of death. But he hadn’t yet encountered any drawbacks to utilising it.

“You should keep it. Unlike artefacts, Spirit Treasures are soul-bound. In order to bond with it, cover it with your divine sense and think about forming a connection. You’ll feel a peculiar link slowly form. After that, you’ll be able to wield the Spirit Treasure freely, unlocking the rest of its special powers,” Ilse said, handing the wooden prism back to Orion.

“Though the Spirit Space Law and the Space Law differ, they share many similarities. Getting familiar with it will aid you in understanding the Space Law of the Universe,”

Orion nodded in understanding and took the wooden prism. Following Ilse’s instructions, he enveloped it with his divine senses.

Instantly, the prism vibrated and shone brightly, the space around it trembling before it vanished, merging into him. Information about the Spirit Treasure surged into his mind.

“Willow Fold Heart,” Orion muttered the name of the treasure.

He looked inward and saw the wooden prism now residing within his metaphysical body—his soul.

Observing the scene, J’garin and Zymera couldn’t help but glance at each other. After living in the Floating Frost Valley for hundreds of years with no rivals, they had accumulated a substantial amount of wealth, including several treasures. While none were as powerful as a Tier 6 Spirit Treasure, they were still enough to rank them among the wealthiest Spirit Beasts of their rank.

For J’garin, however, he found himself caught in a dilemma. He was unsure whether to hand over some of his treasures to Orion. He didn’t yet understand Orion’s true nature. Was he the type who would discard allies once he found more competent hands?

‘I will just have to do it. I must secure this position, even if it means losing most of my treasures,’ J’garin inwardly decided, shaking his head.

Being among the first Spirit Beasts to pledge allegiance was obviously better than joining later. He was still a Baron-ranked Spirit Beast, and his strength was enough to dominate many regions.

As long as they didn’t plan to remain in the Spirit Realm for long, he had a greater chance of being granted a suitable position in another region, one far superior to the Floating Frost Valley.

It was just that the group before him, composed of divine beings, was an anomaly few Baron-ranked Spirit Beasts would ever encounter in their lifetimes.