Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Long story short, Nina brought Luna into her fold under the pretext of being friends and stole away her first kiss. At first, she had wanted to take it slow so that Luna would eventually enjoy it as well. She thought that she was being "better than a chauvinist who would just take your chastity and not allow you to enjoy it" as she put it. In fact, she was optimistic since it didn't seem that Luna was all that opposed.

But, that was when her father reprimanded her the next day, informing her of how sensitive Luna's identity was. It was only then that Nina didn't dare go any further.

That said, that didn't mean that Nina didn't take advantage of her Little Luna once in a while. However, that was under the umbrella of her being a friend as opposed to treating Luna like a plaything.

"Don't be like that," Nina whined, "I would have taken really good care of you."

Luna giggled, not taking her friend too seriously. After all, despite what Nina thought, she helped alleviate some of her boredom. Plus, it had felt nice to be wanted for something other than that primordial yin of hers. And, she knew that Nina would have treated her well too because her maidservants were all treated well.

"You don't need about those rumors," Luna said mysteriously, "my husband is actually quite good in bed. Even better than you."

"What?!" Nina's playful persona shattered as though she had really just been offended in the worst way possible.

"Mhm," Luna nodded with clear pride in her eyes. "He can make me purr like a little kitten with that Emperor's rod of his."

Nina thought back to all of her interactions with Luna. She knew this little sister of hers as a playful girl, but she was also quite clear of the endless pride and competitiveness within her. In fact, Dyon knew of this too because their sexual exploits were all triggered by their husband and wife pair trying to one up each other. So, the fact her prideful Luna had said such a thing, could only mean that it was true! She would never say anything that belittled herself as a joke!

Even more glaringly, despite her interaction with Luna, she was very clear on who was the top and who was the bottom of their relationship. The Luna she knew was a sadist. But right now… Why did she sound like such a masochist?! "Purr like a little kitten"?! Did she hear correctly?!

A sudden unbridled lust flashed in Nina's green eyes. Not only for Luna, but for that husband of hers. For him to be even better than her, what kind of pleasure would having him on top of her bring? But, she had to banish the thought. Regardless of what she said to her good friend Luna, she wouldn't have allowed her father to marry her off if she didn't love Veles. So, while she would enjoy the occasional woman, that was because she knew he wouldn't mind. However, tasting another man was a betrayal that even her nymphomaniac tendencies wouldn't allow.

That said, wasn't her Luna also quite good in bed? After all, she never said the he was better than herself.

As if reading Nina's mind, Luna smiled lightly, using you slender finger to lift her friend's delicate chin. Nina trembled under her touch, anticipation and a dash of servility clear in her eyes.

"I won't lie to you, he's even better than me." Luna said lightly. "However, I've learned quite a lot from him. Why don't you take me to the usual place an I'll show you? Here isn't appropriate."

Luna's voice suddenly became domineering, causing Nina's head to bob up and down like an adorable pecking chicken, trying to ignore the growing moistness between her legs. She immediately stood and began to lead the way, completely missing the complicated look on Luna's face.

Only Luna knew that her asking Nina to bring her to that place would set a plan in motion that she no longer had the right to regret…

Watching Nina's perfect body excitedly hop away, Luna finally stood and followed.

'I'm sorry husband… This is all I can do.'

**

Dyon sat patiently as he waited for Veles to think through his proposition. The truth of the matter was that although the idea of clearing out spies was enticing, Dyon knew that it probably wasn't enough, which was exactly why he started with his weakest offer. What he didn't expect was for Veles to be so close to saying yet regardless.

If you thought about it, it made sense. It was likely for a combination of two reasons.

For one, regardless of how cold hearted Veles pretended to be, he was someone who placed relationships very highly on his list of priorities. Because of that, when he saw the chance of his long time friend coming back to him, the longing within him was overriding much of his logic.

The second reason was very related to the first. How could someone who placed such emphasis on relationships stand the idea that those close to him could be betraying him? It ate away at his heart the same way Dyon's change in personality back then had hurt him.

Merchant Brinsop had used to be a good friend of Veles'. Despite him being quite weak, he had a life perspective that Veles appreciated. Plus, his wife Nina loved the goods he brought from the Moon clan. To think he was actually a spy!

Dyon, of course, had purposefully brought up Brinsop for this reason. Not only did Brinsop's appearance prove that Dyon knew of many spies, how could Dyon not know how close his and Veles' relationship was after questioning him? It would be a shame of Dyon hadn't taken advantage.

However, in the end, Veles' logic won out.

"Your offer is tempting, I won't lie to you. But, with time, couldn't I weed out these very spies just the same? A good portion of the reason why my conquests have been so reserved is in acknowledgement that there was a good possibility that these spies exist and I have confidence in weeding them out within the decade.

"I can't, in good conscious, risk the lives of my clan members for short term benefits, especially when I know that the Moon clan had been searching for a reason to wipe us out all these years."

Veles answered resolutely, bracing himself to see the disappointment on his friend's face. However, all he saw was a still confident smile that made him feel slightly uneasy. Could it be that there was more to this proposal? He was beginning to feel like he was being toyed with.

Ever since the beginning of their fight, Dyon had seemed to have the advantage. It wasn't until he used that pressure to break through that Veles finally reversed the tides. In truth, that had felt quite good. It was like he was finally one upping his long time rival. But, that was when Dyon suddenly pulled out his wings and completely decimated him.

Originally, Veles didn't think too much about it. After all, he had finally stepped into the eighth stage of his Dragon Refining Arts, why would he have time to care about losing that one battle?

He estimated that with just a few hours alone, as long as he consolidated his foundation, he would finally break into the celestial level of body refinement. With a few extra days, he would break into the celestial level of energy refinement. When that time came, he was sure that his rival would no longer be a match with him.

Yet, there was something about Dyon's smile that made him feel as though he could never win. As though the man sitting before him was some insurmountable mountain peak that no mortal had ever tread on before.

Maybe if Veles had been a little less flustered, he would have realized that this was because Dyon's Presence was still steadily growing and now had the effect of making people want to follow him. This was the characteristic of the King level.

Dyon didn't know when, but his Presence had crossed over what should have been a massive bottleneck with ease. Even with his intelligence, how could he ever pin the reason on that petite silver-haired beauty?

This couldn't really be blamed on Dyon. He had never experienced what it felt like to improve a Martial Art through dual cultivation. He had assumed that the reason he hadn't felt a bump in his cultivation was because Luna's was lower than his by a significant margin. That was the easiest conclusion to come to, was it not?

At the moment, his best guesses were that it was because of the pressure Veles gave him during their fight, or, his favorite thought was that it was connected to his wings. After all, he felt the change in his wings… It no longer felt like a manifestation, but rather, as though it was a part of his real body. To Dyon, that seemed like the most logical guess.

In the end, the fact remained that Dyon's Presence was now a hair away from crossing over into Emperor levels, resting at Peak King. His words were no less than an irresistible magnetic attraction to those around him, men and women alike.

"How could I come here and show you such meager benefits?" Dyon said slyly. "Given our past relationship, even if I didn't need your help, I would have told you about these pesky spies of yours.

"As for the real benefits… Have you ever thought about the kinds of treasures my father accumulated over the years? Or…" Dyon's eyes sharpened. "The kind of powerful abyssal cores that resulted from our spiritual vein?"