Village Head's Debauchery - Chapter 1333

Chapter 1333: Grace’s Ascension To The Apex of Divinity (2)
She snorted, folded her arms across her chest, and focused on the top of the White Flame Cosmic Structure, no longer paying attention to anyone else.

Ilse soon stopped laughing and also directed her gaze upward.

The others, who had been distracted, followed suit.

…

Orion cradled Grace in his arms, enveloping her in his divine power. Wisps of his White Flame emerged and coiled gently around her body, bathing her in warmth.

Grace’s body glowed brightly. She couldn’t help but ask, “Will it hurt?”

Orion replied, “Did it hurt before?”

Grace shook her head.

“You’ll be fine. Leave everything to Daddy,” Orion said reassuringly.

The wisps of White Flame formed a cocoon around her, then ignited, raging vigorously. The strands of Vylkr energy within her began transforming into Iyria energy, stimulating every fibre of her being with immense power.

Gradually, Grace’s aura began to rise.

Orion focused intently on her, using the opportunity to unravel more about their unique connection.

He looked into her fate and was surprised.

Grace’s fate also carried his fate signature. They were irrevocably linked.

He realised that it was because of this connection and his divine seed, which had granted her far more than the common divine heritage, that Grace, a miracle born from a tree nymph and a human, was capable of matching his pace.

Her ascension was rooted in his. She didn’t need to start from scratch; she only had to unlock what was already within her—her gift.

Though it was slightly suppressed.

Had he failed, she might not have ascended as quickly. But because he had reached the apex of divinity, her own rise to that level of power was as natural as breathing or eating.

This reminded him of the Omnithriallians. They hadn’t just created humanity—they had given birth to them. Unlike the gods, who fashioned their children merely as vessels to enter the Material Realm, the Omnithriallians had passed on true lineage.

Thus, by relying on their Omnithriallian heritage, humans could unlock the dormant power within and ascend to divinity, even without fully mastering the laws of the universe.

Furthermore, the fate bond between him and Grace reminded Orion of the one between gods and their children. That bond was so strong that even if a god died—be it as a mortal, god, or true god—they could endlessly reincarnate, so long as even one of their children remained alive.

Eliminating their entire race would sever their chance of rebirth, which was a crippling blow to any divine.

Reincarnation would then depend solely on their personal preparations.

However, his fate bond with Grace was even stronger than that.

Did this mean that even if he died without making any preparations, he could still reincarnate one day through Grace’s race?

Her lineage would expand, and eventually, the bond would spread across all of her descendants.

Orion hoped that her partner would be extraordinary so that he could witness the potential of the descendants born from his own progeny.

Although Orion had no issue with the nymph race, he wasn’t too keen on the idea of reincarnating as one, especially considering they were entirely female.

The more plausible option was through his child with Zymera. Their child was destined to be a hybrid of human, divine, and spirit beast.

After learning about the perks that spirit beasts offered, Orion didn’t mind being reborn as one if all his contingencies failed, and it was his only remaining path.

Still, he cherished being human—after all, humans were the most beloved creation of their ancient ancestors. That belief had only grown stronger after his experiences with Iyriath Zi’ria.

But for now, only Grace exhibited such a tightly knit fate bond with him.

He would have to wait for the births of Saria, Dariya, Malaia, and Zymera’s child to see whether this phenomenon was exclusive to Grace or if it was a trait that emerged solely from his divine seed.

Fortunately, at this moment, he had complete control over his fertility. He didn’t need to master any laws related to the weakening or obliteration of life in order to suppress it.

Still, if he wanted to understand why he possessed such potent fertility, he would need to consult other members of the human race. Exactly who that might be was something he still needed to investigate.

Then, Orion caught a glimpse of something unique.

He had sensed it before but still wasn’t certain, even as the secrets of the cosmic structure continued to unfold before him.

He put it aside to speak with the Mysteries of the Twelve-Step Stairs, General Reynold, Oberon, Ilse and the others.

Soon, Grace’s aura reached the threshold of true godhood and began to surge forward with terrifying momentum.

The cocoon of White Flame burned so brightly that it illuminated the endless reality around it. Then, her aura broke through, and she ascended to the realm of true god.

The cocoon of White Flame transformed into wisps once more and vanished into Grace’s body.

Orion swiftly secured her aura, preventing it from spilling outward.

Though the White Flame Cosmic Tree was far more durable and capable of withstanding the unrestrained aura of a newly ascended true god, it had just been created. He didn’t want to put it to the test yet.

Besides, the Mysteries of the White Flame Cosmic Tree had yet to be born.

Orion looked at Grace curiously.

Her golden skin now shimmered even more brilliantly. She wore a golden dress embroidered with a lifelike image of a giant golden tree, its white fiery edges burning along the hem. The embroidery radiated a lifelike presence, exuding an oppressive divine aura.

Her arms, legs, and neck were adorned with patches of golden leaves layered delicately across her skin. Her hair resembled golden shooting stars streaking through the cosmos.

Within her eyes, golden pupils reflected a celestial starfield—so complex and luminous that one couldn’t help but stare, fearing they’d lose sight of something so wondrous if they blinked or looked away.

She was beautiful.

If before she had resembled a being that shouldn’t exist, now she appeared as if reality itself had showcased her—a living masterpiece unveiled by the cosmic structure, like a painter revealing their finest, most collaborative work of art.

Grace’s eyes fluttered open.

“How do you feel?” Orion asked.

“I… I feel strange,” Grace responded.

Suddenly, she clutched her head and winced in pain.

Orion swiftly cut off her connection to the outer reality.

“Ah… it’s better now,” Grace said, sighing in relief. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You don’t need to thank me. I should’ve done it sooner,” Orion replied, shaking his head.

“Wow, I look so gorgeous! I look like a real princess!” she exclaimed.

She was self-aware of her appearance even without directly looking at it.

Orion sighed, then said, “How about we make a deal?”

“What kind of deal?” Grace responded, looking at him curiously.

“I’ll place a seal on your powers. As you grow older, the seal will gradually release. Of course, if you reach a point of maturity, regardless of your age, it will unseal faster, allowing you to access more of your power. So, what do you think?” Orion said with a smile.

After ascending to true godhood, the knowledge of one’s cosmic structure would naturally begin to unfold. However, for a toddler like Grace, it was far too much information to process.

It was best for her to ease into her powers slowly as she matured. Otherwise, she could grow into an immature divine, one who might cause chaos in Paradise if not properly guided.

“Will it stop the voices?” Grace asked, her expression serious as she looked up at Orion.

“Yes. It will,” Orion nodded affirmatively.

“I feel like I won’t be able to play with my brothers and sisters if I say no. So, alright. Do it,” Grace said.

Orion nodded.

He gently placed his right index finger on her chest and engraved the seal.

Instantly, Grace’s unrestrained aura receded back into her body, and her appearance reverted to how it had been before her ascension.

Grace now looked as though she had never reached true godhood.

The seal manifested as an image of three lightning bolts crossed beneath an ember.

“It feels much better now,” Grace said, gazing at the seal on her chest.

“Do you feel anything strange? Like your gift?” Orion asked, his voice tinged with anticipation.

Unfortunately, Grace shook her head. “I can only feel that my powers have improved a lot. I’m not sure if I’ve awakened a gift.”

Orion nodded in understanding. He wasn’t disappointed.

There was no need to rush her. She had just ascended to true godhood and needed time to familiarise herself with this level of power. Only then could they determine whether a gift had awakened.

How was he so sure she would awaken one?

Because Grace carried his lineage, which also held the recessive genes of the Omnithriallians, she would awaken a gift sooner or later.

Grace tilted her head and looked up at Orion curiously.

“What is it?” Orion asked, sensing she had something on her mind.