87 Soul Mending Pill (1/2)

Prime Originator Pointbreak 36210K 2022-07-21

Leon bid farewell and headed to the private room arranged for him as his mother stayed to accompany his father.

The room was simple and had a hint of both nostalgia and foreignness. One glance was enough to know that the room had not been in use for years, but it was regularly cared for.

The room had all the essentials items; tables and chairs, cups, teapot, candles, wardrobe, couch, but most importantly a... where's the bed?

Leon eyes glued blankly on the cot upon opening the door.

”Your highness? Is the room not to your liking?-” The young palace maid accompanying Leon stared inside and gawked at the cot. ”I-I'm sorry, your highness, I will arrange a different room for you.”

”There's no need. I like this room.”

Leon waved her off.

”Y-Yes... then please enjoy your rest, your highness.”

The palace maid bowed and retreated awkwardly.

Leon entered the room and locked the doors after him. he understood why the room felt both foreign and nostalgic. The room belonged to him. However, it was destroyed in the rebellion, before it was rebuilt in the same arrangement.

He didn't mind not having a proper bed since he would not be sleeping anyway. Sleeping was a luxury he couldn't afford and was a waste of time.

Leon sat on the flat wooden couch to in meditative posture and closed his eyes. He opened the Book of Life and sank his divine sense inside.

The Book of Life brought his consciousness into an empty world with bright stellar skies. His feet landed on a flat white and pristine ground that seemed to stretch for eternity. The white world was inestimably larger than the world space, but the knowledge he sought was nowhere to be found.

”The Book of Life was said to have recorded all the medical knowledge the Universe has to offer... but there's nothing too be found here...”

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Just as Leon thought there was nothing, thousands of bookshelves suddenly rose from the original flat white ground all around him and shot towards the skies like skyscrapers. Each bookshelf was densely packed with books and the number of books could easily reach into the tens of millions of hundreds of millions. Seriously, there was too many to count.

”I stand corrected.” Leon's mouth twitched at the sight.

How is he supposed to browse the books near the top? Is he expected to climb the bookshelf? Why can't the bookshelves be of standard height?

The thousands of skyscraper bookshelves suddenly dropped back down until it became 2-meter bookshelves the moment the thought entered in his head.

”Wow... that's very convenient. One thought to move the world. Interesting! I get it. The Book of Life is binded to my soul, making them one entity. This allows my thoughts to be easily sensed by the Book of Life and issued as commands to the world. That is to say… my will is like the mandate of heaven in here.”

Leon felt his ego inflated at the discovery and feeling of omnipotence. The bookshelves continue to rise and fall as he played with the ability for a bit, before realizing its usage was limited and like an integrated search system. It's not like he could summon the winds and rains at his whims.

”Cough* I can't let it get to my head… Let's see what good pill recipes there are.”

Leon coughed awkwardly. He made a casual grab at of the books in the bookshelf and gave it a quick scan.

[18 Ways to Refine the Divine Star Opening Pill]?

Leon shook his head and placed the book back. Even in his heyday, he had only reached the Divine Origin realm, the lowest of the Divine state, and an entire realm below the Divine Star Opening.

In order to reach the Divine state, he must subsequently break through the 5 Mortal realms; Body Tempering, Energy Condensation, Revolving Core, Heaven Ascension and Void realm before reaching Divine state.

For now, the Divine state was too far away from him. He needs to find a pill that could repair the king's soul and awaken him quickly, so he could focus on his own cultivation.