Gol D. Ace In Coiling Dragon

“The only thing I will say is that the weapon you choose to start nourishing will likely be your partner for the rest of your lives,” Aiden said, regaining the focus of the excited youngsters. “As such, you should start gathering materials and ores for your perfect weapon now.

Although it’s true that the stronger the grade of the weapon, the less the material it was originally forged from matters, to start with, the quality of your weapon will still make a substantial difference. Plus, certain materials react differently with different elements. I can’t be sure as I haven’t run enough tests, but I’d be willing to bet that the more suited the material is to said element, the easier the nourishment process will be.”

Everyone had to admit, Aiden’s words made sense. Still, the only ones who were in any sort of hurry were Ace, Wukong, Amira, Linley, and Killian. With their souls already in the saint realm, the only thing stopping them would be their weapons.

Still, it was then that Ace said something that came as no small surprise to all those present, including his master.

“I think I might be able to help with that,” Ace said with a grin as he waved his hand, causing a large amount of materials to materialise on the floor.

Examining the materials, even Aiden was unable to hide his shock. On the floor, there was everything from shadow diamond ore to adamantine. Each material more expensive than the last, with some that not even Aiden, with all his experience, was able to recognise.

“Brat, where did you get these?” Wukong asked incredulously as he stared at the various materials laid out before him.

“This is part of the reason I decided to risk it all in a battle against the O’Brien saints and their allied force,” Ace explained slowly. “You know what, it’s better if we get Uncle Jordon and the others so I can show you.”

Saying that everyone was intrigued would be a giant understatement; still, they all patiently waited whilst Jordon, Sharanthia, Kaymin, Lance, and Cirulus returned.

“At first, although I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to retain ownership of the mine, it was nowhere near the point where I was willing to fight to the bitter end over it,” Ace explained as he led the large group through the mine. “But that all changed when Cirulus showed me what he found at the deepest corner.”

As he said that, they turned the corner to the final passage, and as they did, there wasn’t a single person who wasn’t beyond shocked by what they saw.

“This…” Jordon muttered as he stared at the various gems embedded into the cave’s walls. “These gems… They’re all of the ninth rank; some are even at the saint rank.”

“How is this even possible?” Sharanthia asked, understanding that such a high-quality mine, though not impressive in the higher realms, shouldn’t exist in such a low-quality plane like the Yulan plane.

“You’ll understand in a moment,” Ace said as he quickly incinerated the pile of earth that blocked off the rest of the passage.

“This door…” Aiden said as his eyes widened in shock.

With his soul now able to match that of a Demi-God, he now had the ability to use his divine sense. There should be nothing that could hide from his senses, yet he had absolutely no idea that this door existed.

“I covered it just in case we weren’t able to retain ownership of the mine so that our guests would find it that much harder to find until we were strong enough to reclaim it,” Ace explained.

“What’s on the other side?” Aiden asked, genuinely curious.

Hearing his master’s question, a mysterious smile formed on Ace’s face as he wrapped the entire group in his flames. “Follow me, and you’ll find out.”

As he said that, the group followed him through, only to be rendered dumbfounded by what they saw.

“This… How?” Wukong muttered as he was practically assaulted by an overwhelming amount of extremely pure elemental essence.

Even though he couldn’t sense the elemental essence in the atmosphere around him, looking past the thin membrane separating them from the vast expanse of chaotic space, Aiden was able to put two and two together. Still, that only left him all the more shocked as he understood that this little ‘room’ was more than likely man-made.

“Which expert created this?” Aiden asked in awe.

“Someone created this?” Jordon asked, subconsciously believing that something so incredible could only be formed naturally by the heavens themselves.

“Of course,” Aiden nodded. “Even if you ignore all the other clues, the fact that there’s a door to separate this pocket dimension from the rest of our plane is enough to discern that this was definitely not naturally formed.

The only thing I can’t wrap my head around is the level of strength needed to do such a thing!”

“I’m not sure which expert originally created the pocket dimension, but when I first entered, after awaking from my enlightenment, I discovered a chair and desk, both of which were made from a wooden material I’ve never seen or heard of, but on the desk was a storage ring with the all the materials you saw previously, as well as a journal of the expert who previously used this room last,” Ace explained before taking out the journal and opening it to the first page.

“To whoever finds this room next, my name is Turieb. I have devoted my whole life to my dream of becoming a paragon. After spending the last billion years roaming the infernal realm, I finally managed to reach my current level – that of a seven-star fiend.

Unfortunately, Improving any more is simply too difficult. Forget the level of a paragon; I’m still not even able to match the power of an Asura.

That was when I heard the rumours of a Sovereign creating a secret realm here in this so-called Yulan Plane called the Necropolis of the Gods, where they left a myriad of treasures, including Sovereign Artefacts and other treasures on that level.

I used my entire life’s savings on travelling here with the hopes of acquiring a treasure that would allow me to take another step towards achieving my dream. Unfortunately, when I arrived, I realised just how difficult it would be for me to succeed.

With other Asura-level experts such as Lord Bloodviolet here, the chances of an ordinairy seven-star fiend like me prevailing were slim. Still, I refused to give up; I decided to stake it all on this chance.

Thankfully, whilst waiting for the Necropolis of the Gods to open, I managed to stumble onto this secret pocket dimension.

I’m not sure which senior created this pocket dimension, but I know they needed to be at least at the level of an asura. Who knows, it could’ve even been the all-powerful Sovereign himself. Whoever it was, all I can say is that I owe them a great deal of gratitude, for it was in this very room whilst waiting for the opening of the ruins where I was able to make another breakthrough, going from a seven-star fiend to that of an Asura.

Although I still can’t say for certain whether I’ll be successful in my venture, I am confident in my ability to protect myself. Even if I walked away empty-handed, this trip was still absolutely worth it.

I would love to find the senior who created this pocket dimension and personally thank them, but since I can’t do that, I’ve decided to carry this good karma forward by leaving some treasures for whoever finds this room next.”

As Ace finished reading the journal of Turieb, he could see the expressions of everyone else were similar to his own. “I don’t know what a seven-star fiend is, nor have I any idea what an Asura is, but from the sound of it, they should be extremely powerful experts.

For such an expert to be willing to risk his life to enter this so-called Necropolis of the Gods, I can’t help but want to take a look at it myself.”

“A boy who hasn’t even broken through to the saint rank wants to visit the Necropolis of the Gods? Courage really does come from ignorance!” Sharanthia snorted. “As you should already know, a Highgod Paragon is someone who has comprehended and fused all six mysteries of a chosen law.

Beneath them are Commander-level experts, or in the case of the infernal realm – Asuras. To become an Asura, one needs to be a Highgod who has fused at least five mysteries or has matching strength.

Under them are the experts on the level of the infernal realms seven-star fiends, each of whom has comprehended all six profound mysteries and fused at least four.

From what I’ve heard, many seven-star fiends entered the necropolis of the gods to die. Even a few Asura-level experts met their ends in the ruin, yet you, a snot-nosed brat who is still very much wet behind the ears, wants to “take a look”?

You should obediently train a few million years before you even think about thinking about the Necropolis of the Gods.”

A wry smile appeared on Ace’s face as he heard Empress Sharanthia’s explanation.

Till now, the strongest expert he had ever personally met was Arianna. Still, whether it was realm or comprehension of the laws, she was severely lacking in comparison to a seven-star fiend.

It was only now that he understood how ignorant he had been. Still, a seed had been lit inside him, and it wasn’t one that would just go away because of his current lack of power. ‘One day, I will definitely go have a look at this so-called Necropolis of the Gods!’