Chapter 4902  Slingshotted Closer To Home

The giant purple tree that manifested behind Fairy Wix Voidfield was not a simple projection of wood and leaves nor her true body, but instead, it was a spatial construct, a framework formed from condensed space itself, shaped deliberately into the image of a tree because that form was stable, branching, and ideal for anchoring forces.

At its core, the technique worked on a principle similar to tying someone to a massive elastic tree and releasing them, but instead of tension stored in the flexible wood or tensile rope, the tension was stored in space.

First, Fairy Wix superimposed the tree onto the surrounding pocket space.

This did not mean the tree merely occupied the space but replaced portions of space with itself, threading its roots into spatial layers and locking them in place like anchors driven into spatial layers. The branches, meanwhile, curved outward and then subtly bent back, forming invisible arcs of compressed spatial flow in an attempt to stabilize.

The crown of the tree then opened a spatial tunnel to the destination. It was very thin and made tracing extremely difficult.

Next came the 'pulling'.

Rather than physically drawing the tree back, Fairy Wix folded space inward, dragging distant coordinates that she connected to the destination closer while fixing the tree's roots in an absolute spatial reference point. To those within her technique's range, it felt as though the world itself was being pulled taut - no different than standing on a stretched bowstring.

The hearts of everyone sank as though they knew they were going to be sent flying as space was pulled back. Even for Exalts, this feeling was scary.

Every fold added strain.

Space resisted being compressed unnaturally, and that resistance accumulated as stored momentum. The pocket space around them groaned softly, layers folding against one another as distance was forcibly compacted and restrained.

Once the tension reached its limit, Fairy Wix released the binding seals.

In that instant, the compressed space snapped back to its natural state.

*Vrrrp!~*

Like a slingshot loosed at full draw, the rebound of space itself hurled them forward along a pre-defined spatial trajectory.

Instead of tearing them apart, the tree acted as a stabilizer. Its branches guided the direction of release, its trunk absorbed the sheer force, and its roots ensured the recoil happened cleanly rather than chaotically. Without it, releasing that much spatial compression would have shredded bodies and souls alike.

To the travelers, the sensation was disorienting but brief.

By the time this sensation faded, they found themselves in another pocket space that held the same sensation.

Davis could sense it belonged to Fairy Wix.

"Amazing…" Davis gazed at Fairy Wix, "Stella can't do such a thing. Is this your self-created technique?"

"Yes," Fairy Wix Voidfield answered, her voice proud, "It is the amalgamation of millions of years of spatial insights of a Void Dust Tree. I am trying to make an offensive technique using the same principles. It could become a Divine Technique."

"As expected of senior sister. Even if little Stella is strong in terms of mother, you are indeed her mother." Laphria Rinmei smilingly praised her.

"Indeed." Davis also agreed.

Thankfully, Stella wasn't here or else she would jump and bite his head off secretly while also praising her mother.

At this moment, Myria walked up to him.

"I heard from Illumina that you were creating your avatar. What happened?"

"…" Davis looked at Zenova, wondering if she would misunderstand, but her eyes were clear.

He then shrugged at Myria.

"I wasn't able to recreate the chaos-destruction physique. It failed, but that much was obvious from the beginning. However, I wasn't satisfied, so I tried to create a Blood Tempest Physique while imagining the core feeling of that physique. Ugh, needless to say, it also failed, and I wasted two High-Level Blood Quintessence Orbs and some soul essence."

"I see…" Myria nodded as her gaze turned distant, seemingly having her own thoughts about it.

He had informed her of the matter of Zhao Yan and Felicia Archus, as well as Anastasia Archus, and how he got to know her limited memories by reviving from her blood essence using an assassin whom he had karmically impersonated.

Although he didn't describe it in detail, this matter still chilled her to the core.

This rogue was resembling those villains more and more, but she still held faith that he wouldn't be corrupt with it and make sensible decisions.

"Chaos-destruction…" Saintess Lunaria's disciples stared at him like he didn't know what he was speaking about.

Just what on the three layers was he trying to achieve? Naturally, they were aware that he possessed the powers of chaos and destruction, but he had a physique like that? It was the first time they heard of it, and to top it off, he was trying to replicate it? There was a limit to how ambitious one can be while still trying to act casual.

"Alright," Fairy Wix Voidfield voiced out, getting their attention as she panned, "There are a few mansions to rest. Don't make trouble or fight even for exchanging pointers. The pocket space won't be able to handle it. Just keep silent until we arrive at the Golden Radiance Continent."

"Understood, junior sister~"

"-senior sister!" Laphria Rinmei also echoed along with the others.

Davis gazed at her keenly, causing Fairy Wix to avert her gaze before she walked away and flew to one of the mountains. The mountains seemed to have already been made by her, and the mansions ready for accommodation; extremely attentive and kind of her.

He smirked at her leaving silhouette before turning to look at Jaiyan.

"Brother Jaiyan, don't miss this chance. Seal the deal or you will have to wait till marriage which who knows how long it would take."

"…!?"

Jaiyan's eyes went wide while Laphria Rinmei's smiling expression froze before she looked away. She then ran to Qiyra Darkstar.

"Ah, I'll spend some time with senior sister… I didn't think senior sister could talk much. Senior sister, you can't just favor the Divine Emperor of Death, and I won't be annoying anymore, so please teach me more."

"…?" Qiyra Darkstar appeared confused. Who was favoring the Divine Emperor of Death?

Regardless, the two of them left the scene as Laphria Rinmei hurriedly brought her away.

"Aye, I told you to seal the deal. Look, you let her escape." Davis shook his head.

Jaiyan was speechless, "Little brother, you embarrassed her, so she had no choice but to escape."

"You think so?"

Davis abruptly flicked his arm, and suddenly, Zenova fell into his embrace, causing the latter to be shocked.

"I'm going to seal the deal today with my beautiful maiden wife. Do you think she'll run away in embarrassment?"

"…!"

Zenova's heart nearly exploded as her heart pounded. She looked up at Davis with disbelief in her eyes, not knowing if he was teasing her or not. However, he matched gazes with her, his intent sweeping across her heart and soul, making her nearly gasp.

She glared at him. He dared to put her in an embarrassing spot!?

"What? You don't want?" Davis asked.

Despite glaring, Zenova clasped his sleeve as she pursed her lips, her cheeks carrying a healthy shade of red that went all the way to her ears.

"I… want…"

"…"

Jaiyan and Karyot were speechless again. Somehow, this looked villainous. Was this how a true womanizer operated?

But the message was clear- Laphria Rinmei might've folded if he had insisted.

Jaiyan looked up and closed his eyes.

On the other side, Illumina gasped, not knowing her master could be so forceful.

Vereina didn't seem surprised as she had been cornered a few times. She wondered if her answer had been different in those days, she might've already been with him. The other women also had different outlooks on this strange situation.

Myria's lips couldn't help but curl upwards. This way, she felt the secret leaking was far less than expected, but she also enjoyed Zenova's angry-bashful expression, not knowing this woman could fold this much. She felt vindicated, feeling that she was not the only incredibly prideful woman to fold in his embrace.

Without saying another word, Davis took Zenova to one of those mansions above the mountains.

"Beauties, I…"

Karyot was just about to introduce himself when he sensed a faint layer of killing intent surge. Before they could say scram, he turned around and chased after Jaiyan.

"Senior brother, wait for me!"

Glacia Frigidveil also waved them farewell, leaving Myria to organize the women and take them to another mansion.

Davis soon landed with Zenova hand-in-hand.

Her heart couldn't stop beating fast, no matter how she tried to suppress this feeling. She nearly got cold feet, unable to move, so when Davis moved forward after landing, he saw that she was frozen in place, barely taking a step forward.

"Wait… there are so many matters- ah~"

Davis unceremoniously grabbed her by the legs and lifted her up into a princess carry, causing her to yelp. She looked at him in shock, nearly glaring at him as she clenched her teeth, never having been so embarrassed in front of other people or by herself. She could feel her dignity cracking in real time.

Davis still kept his smile, "What's wrong? If it were the usual you, wouldn't you have attempted to fry me by now even if you were to fail? What's stopping you?"

He walked forward, entering the mansion. His soul force bloomed, closing nearly every door and window shut.

*Bang!~* *Bang!~* *Bang!~*

Each heavy sound alarmed Zenova Artoria. She was getting the feeling that he really was serious. She held his shoulders, trying to stand up.

"Wait… I have something to say…"

"What is it?"

"Let me down… and I'll say it…!" Zenova nearly raged, her voice full of panic.

"No…"

"You-"

Zenova could only remember struggling like a fish in his grasp before she somehow found herself thrown to a bed. She bounced as she felt her entire world rocking, and before she could realize it, there was a towering figure above her already, leaning towards her face with a faint smile.

"Did you have something to say?" He asked.

"…" Zenova felt everything slow down.

His face looked dreamy, and her heart screamed in ecstasy as she already felt something swelling inside of her. Her crimson lips moved, exuding a faint echo similar to the voice of a mosquito as her exquisite phoenix-shaped black eyes turned moist.

"No~"

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