"Roar of the Fallen:

A Soulforce-infused roar that can cause lower realm cultivators to collapse under its pressure, their Soulforce instantly suppressed. Those of equal realm suffer distorted Soulforce flow, disrupted control and weakened techniques."

"Hmm, it's an interesting skill to subdue a large number of enemies," I murmured, rubbing my chin. "Onto the next skill."

I tapped on the next pop-up message in the notification window.

"Congratulations! Your authority has increased.

You have unlocked the following new features:

1. Access to some information about the Forgotten Era.

2. Truth-Teller."

'Information about the Forgotten Era? It must be something related to the seal on my bloodline,' I thought inwardly.

I decided to look at it later and tapped on the Truth-Teller.

"Truth-Teller (0/3)

Description: Truth-Teller can provide the answer to any question asked by the Host. Asking one question will consume one slot of the Truth-Teller. Once all three slots are filled, the Host cannot ask any more questions.

Note: If the question is simple, the slot will be freed instantly after answering. If the question is complicated or asks for information that cannot be easily obtained, the slot will remain locked unless the Host accomplishes the reason for asking the question.

Example: If the Host asks how to become an immortal, the Truth-Teller will answer the question, but the slot will remain locked unless the Host becomes an immortal."

"Hmm, I get the gist of it," I said, carefully reading the screen.

I tapped on the question tab and typed my first question, the one I had wanted to know for a long time.

"How did I survive the stab to my heart in Sentinel Line?"

As I tapped the send button, a searching window appeared.

"Checking for the answer..."

"Answer found!"

"The Host did not survive in Sentinel Line. The Host was resurrected by Draven Noctis Valtherion Voss."

"I have never heard of this name before," I muttered, my eyes narrowing. "Who could they be, and why did they save me?"

While I was thinking, another window appeared.

"One slot has been consumed. To free the slot, meet Draven Noctis Valtherion Voss."

"Hah, great, now I have to use the second slot to ask where this person is," I sighed.

I decided not to do that. If the person was not present in this realm, then two of the slots would remain locked for a long time.

There were many questions I wanted to ask, but I decided to keep them to myself for now. This Truth-Teller was more overpowered than it seemed.

Information is the greatest weapon. I decided to save the remaining two slots and moved to the next notification screen.

"You suppressed the Corruption of Death at 99%. You have unlocked a hidden class of lightning:

Black Lightning of Death Class.

Description: Black Lightning can instantly kill any cultivator at a realm lower than the Host's. For those at an equal or higher realm, they will gradually lose their lifespan as they clash against the Host."

"Th-this is dangerous," I gasped, reading the description. "If I use this lightning recklessly, these voices might eat away at my sanity."

In my head, the voices of death constantly screamed, demanding that I wreak havoc. Even in my sleep, I remained alert, or the voices would take control of my body.

"What are you mumbling?" Ume asked with a groan, hugging me tightly.

"Oh, did I wake you?" I asked in a soft voice.

"Hmm," she nodded, rising up and burying her face in my neck.

Her soft breath tickled my skin. The sweet scent of plums from her hair filled my nose. I wanted to pat her, but I did not have the hands to do so.

"My and Nymeria's father are asking for our presence," I informed. "I need to go meet them. You may stay here if you are still sleepy."

"No, I do not want to sleep without you," she replied, shaking her head. "Besides, I cannot ignore 'our' father's command." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Our? You know you are way older than my fath—"

"You want to die!" Ume hissed, digging her teeth into my neck.

"Only teasing... only teasing," I blurted with a groan.

"You cannot escape punishment," she declared before sucking at my neck.

Once she removed her lips, a deep hickey remained on my damp skin.

"My previous mark was gone. This one will remain longer," she said, wiping her lips.

"It's my turn to mark you now," I said, rolling over.

Taking advantage of my lack of limbs, she instantly slipped away from my grasp before I could kiss her.

"I will dress you after I get ready," she said with a wink before entering the bathroom.

"Hey, it's not nice to take advantage of someone's disability!"

---

After half an hour, Ume came out of the bathroom wearing a silken red dress with golden embroidery. She had removed her human disguise, revealing her fluffy ears and enchanting, ethereal face.

Her hair shimmered with a faint pink glow, and her polished skin radiated an otherworldly brilliance.

In my childhood, I had heard songs and stories dedicated to the beauty of Goddess Gumiho. I always thought of them as exaggerated rumors, but now I understood how understated those songs truly were.

There was no way such charisma could be explained in mere words.

"What are you staring at?" Ume muttered, looking downward.

"You look stunning, Ume," I said, my lips parted.

"Did you not say something similar to Sister Nym just a few minutes ago?" she said with a narrowed gaze.

"You were pretending to sleep to eavesdrop?"

"I was not. I only woke up because of the noise. I decided not to disturb you two," she replied with puffed cheeks. "Is this what I get for being considerate?"

"You look even more adorable when you are sulking."

She chose to remain silent and began putting clothes on me.

Once both of us were in a presentable state, we left the room and reached the courtroom of the castle.

"Why are you so tense?" I asked, noticing her unusual silence along the way.

"What if your father does not agree to our relationship? You were promised to Nymeria, and now I—"

"Stop with your useless thoughts," I sighed, cutting her off mid-sentence. "There is no way Father will oppose our relationship after what you have done for my family."

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"I do not acknowledge your relationship!" Father declared sharply.