Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Dyon Perception didn't catch any suspicion in their eyes, but Dyon was obviously lying. He had changed both his inflections and the tone of his voice. With his attainments in body cultivation, doing something like that was as easy as flipping over his hand.

The elder twin sister pouted. "But you're hiding your face from us two sisters. Can't you show us your handsome face?"

Dyon sighed, shaking his head. "I'm afraid that my appearance isn't so good. Normally, when I have to appear in public without my mask on I use a few disguising techniques to hide my terrible birth mark, but it's much easier to just cover it with a mask.

"I actually came here today to try to get over this heart devil of mine. It's much too shameful for a martial warrior like me to be so caught up in what he looks like. I wanted to learn from our esteemed ancestors so I could cleanse this shadow over my heart so my future cultivation would be smoother."

A slight look of pity crossed the eyes of the twin sisters that surprised Dyon. This was the first genuine emotion he had seen from these two sisters and it further proved that he believed what he had said.

Dyon had come up with this story randomly, but it still perfectly explained a lot of things from the reason for his mask to the reason for his appearance here.

"We all have stories like this," The younger sister said softly, grabbing Dyon's large hand between her two delicate ones. "For one reason or another, we need the core teachings of The Cathedral to show us the light. Come, we two sisters will show you some more. When you're ready to take off your mask, we'll be here for you."

At this moment, the bewitching techniques of the two sisters faltered slightly. It was only for a fraction of a second, a time frame that a normal cultivator would have missed completely, but it was more than long enough for Dyon to see what he needed to see to understand the plight of these two sisters.

They were just as beautiful as ever. The same delicate oval faces, and the same bright blue eyes. However, stretching from their hidden necks and up the sides of their cheeks, were two fiercely ugly and red scars. They cracked and flaked as though they were decomposing from the inside out and even went so far as to cover an entire half of their once flawless features.

When Dyon caught a glimpse of their hands, he realized that the scar was worse than he thought. It didn't just stretch down an entire half of their face, it was an entire half of their bodies!

Just as quickly as the glimpse of reality came, was just as quickly as it disappeared, allowing the peak beauty of these two tragic sisters to come back.

The eyes of the two sisters showed a slight panic once they realized what happened. If it was a normal cultivator in front of them, they wouldn't have been worried because of how quickly they recovered, but this was a core disciple! What if he saw them for how ugly they truly were? How could they face the world again?

However, Dyon pretended as though he hadn't seen a thing. He even hid the pity he felt deep within himself so as not to alert the two sisters to anything, instead pretending as though he had been observing another glass work of art.

Seeing Dyon's appearance, the two sisters breathed a sigh of relief.

Although their scars seemed much worse than what that descriptive word entailed, and also seemed to be alive, as far as they could tell, they were born this way. The younger sister's scar was on her left, while the elder was on her right.

Maybe the most tragic thing was that the scar used to be much smaller. According to those who grew up with them, it had only been a mole when they were a few weeks old, but as the years passed, that mole grew in ferocity, eating away at their appearances more and more everyday.

The two sisters were already prepared for the day that their entire bodies would be rife with that very same rotten infestation, and there was nothing they could do about it…

It was no wonder they felt true pity for Dyon. They felt like his story was very similar to their own.

At the same time, they respected him even more. Because unlike them, he was looking for a way to move forward and accept the way he was born.

These two sisters no longer doubted Dyon. Maybe it was a bit foolish of them, but their hearts had been completely swayed.

"Two beautiful sisters," Dyon suddenly broke his attention away from the work of art before him. "It's been so long yet I still don't know your names!"

Because of Dyon's fabricated back story, the two sisters knew it would be rude to ask for his name after he had already opened up to them, so they simply replied without asking for anything back.

"My name is Bella!" The younger sister spoke in a bubbly voice completely unlike her former seduction filled one.

"My name is Mia!" Just like her younger sister, the Mia's demeanor seemingly changed. Losing her dominatrix type vibe, her voice became like clear water, filled with a calming sensuality that made her a joy to listen to.

Dyon inwardly sighed, but continued to follow the two sisters. It was no wonder they questioned if his voice was real considering they were also changing theirs so completely as well.

It didn't take long for Dyon to understand that they hid their true personalities for a reason. What that reason was? He didn't know. It could be anything from it being easier to utilize their bewitching technique to simply hiding from the reality of their lives.

'Old Lizard, you saw, right?'

'I did. But, I've never seen such a condition. Whether it be my true body or all the bodies I've taken over since, none of them know anything about the scars on their bodies.'

'It seems… Almost alive. Like something is eating them from the inside out… In all likelihood, they've been dealing with this for a long time, yet whatever it is that's eating them hasn't finished its job yet. They also seem to be in constant pain, but it isn't to the point where they can't function normally… Do you think this is the work of The Cathedral again?'

The Cathedral had done many horrible things, Dyon didn't put it past them to experiment on children. These two sisters couldn't have been more than 20 years old. Their cultivation also seemed to be hidden for one reason or another too…

'It's also possible that they simply have special constitutions.'

'If they had special constitutions, wouldn't they have been taken to Soul Market by now? Although not every constitution has high soul talent, high ranking constitutions definitely provide just enough soul talent to be viable for use for that Mystic technique.'

Constitutions provided a boost to all forms of talent. Depending on the ranking of your own, this boost could be small or large. Of course, peak level soul talents were incredibly rare, but the requirements for Soul Market weren't so high.

In reality, the restriction on the soul talent was only in place so that the soul would be robust enough to survive the transfer from one person to another.

For example, Dyon's soul talent was so amazing that even after burning his soul, he survived for hours before his soul was eventually sealed away by his cultivation technique. This allowed him to effectively survive something he had no business surviving, until he finally met Amphorae who completely healed his soul.

This logic was the very for the Mystic ranked technique. It was impossible to use effectively unless the victim in question had a strong enough soul.

All of this was to say that although the requirements were strict, it wasn't so strict that those with constitutions not specializing in the soul couldn't meet them.

'Well, aren't they technically in the hands of The Cathedral right now? They're using the bewitching technique not only to hide their own appearance, but to also probe you, remember? It's clear that they're not here for sake of giving tours, but rather to make sure that nothing goes awry.'