Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Even though this progression was insubstantial, and for Artemis, it was hardly anything noteworthy, she still felt delighted.

So the Goddess gave the first Star Nymph the name ’Aisruiya’ and allowed her to manage the lake in her stead.

"Who knows if it’s because she left the stars, or perhaps the current ’Sun’ isn’t a real celestial body, but a fake day formed from the remains of the Ancient Sun God."

"So many years have passed, and Aisruiya has shown no sign of growing up."

With that thought flickering by, Chiron no longer dwelled on it.

His first priority was to attend to business; at this moment, he had already arrived in front of the enormous Crystal Stone.

Rich life energy seeped out from the Crystal Stone before him, and the light scattering from the surrounding pillars also shone upon him.

The interlaced networks of light were designed to confine the life force from escaping this vicinity, and the green Crystal Stone was a manifestation of converged life energy.

However, Chiron could be certain that the life energy here had likely never diminished, not even by the smallest fraction, since its inception.

That also implied that the thing inside did not need to absorb life force to maintain its existence.

As for what was inside... Chiron looked up slightly.

In the center of the verdant Crystal Stone, a box with its lid opened.

At its very heart, there lay a heart that seemed as though it was in stasis.

"Life Storage... Could it be, then, that what those people claimed is actually true?"

In silent contemplation, observing the scene before him and reflecting on the years it had remained this way, Chiron didn’t know whether to feel happy or something else.

He knew whose heart lay before him, for he had spoken with its owner not long ago.

Achilles, his student, was the origin of this heart. And this was the reason his student possessed an undying body that was flawless.

The Hatred in the Waters of the Styx was not something just anyone could encounter; deities would have their divinity and divine power stripped, while mortals would lose their lives.

Only a rare few beings could undergo baptism by the river’s powers while being compatible with the laws of the Underworld, avoid death as a result, and even obtain a body that ordinary deities could not harm.

Even if the Underworld were weaker, a being baptized by its laws would not easily be harmed by common methods.

However, as with Persephone’s consumption of the pomegranate, once anyone made contact with the underworld’s origin, they were inevitably bound to remain there. Read latest chapters at novelbuddy

Deities might decide the duration of their stay based on the extent of contact, but mortals, once baptized, lose the ability to choose.

Yet, there exists a loophole in everything, and the baptism of the Styx River was no exception.

If only Thetis could leave a spot on Achilles’s body untouched by the Waters of the Styx, stretching the completion time of the baptism indefinitely, she could enable Achilles to attain an undying body while remaining in the Mortal Realm.

But this idea hadn’t been enacted before Chiron dismissed it; the centaur told Thetis that he had another way to achieve all this.

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And his method was the Life Storage before him.

"Such crazy and malevolent tactics... Those lunatics discovered ghosts and wraiths, another form of life, so they believed that if they could transform from ’alive’ to ’dead’ under controllable conditions first, they could thus achieve immortality."

"And the foundation of a spellcaster isn’t the body or material, but comes from soul and spirit, so this is feasible. They just don’t wish to fully become the deceased because, with mortal capabilities, there’s no way to reverse life and death without affecting thought and reason, and gain a new life."

"Therefore, they chose to split."

"For mortals, as long as time continues to pass, the loss of life is irreversible. But if time were paused, thought would also come to a halt, which, for an individual, is no different from death."

"But if one were to sever the majority of their soul in advance and eternally imprison it at the moment of the split, and then let the remaining soul and body embrace death, they could successfully wedge their existence between life and death. Unborn, undying, unaging, immortal."

"Even if a part of their outside world were destroyed, they could be reborn from the major portion of their original soul. Their only loss would be a small chunk missing from their soul."

"However, the wounds of the soul can heal themselves, whether for life forms of the Spirit Realm or for ghosts. It’s just that because their kind of cleavage involves thought and emotion, each resurrection leads to a loss of emotions. This seems to be no small price to pay, but compared to death, it is not an unbearable defect."

"Truly a genius idea—if this were not Silver Moon City, if the majority of spellcasters still maintained some faith in the Lord of the Spirit Realm, perhaps this way of eternal life would really spread completely, even becoming a mainstream faction."

With another sigh, Chiron looked at his own "Life Storage" ritual with awe at the wisdom of mortals.

Although he was a naturally-born demigod, he could also be killed.

Compared to that, a group of mortals, whose very lives had limits, had managed to invent such a method, it was simply unimaginable.

Especially before the experiment, Chiron could explain it away with "this method might not be viable," but since the modified ritual that worked on the body was successful, it was highly likely that the one working on the soul would be no problem either.

"Can a dish live without heart, can a person live without heart? It used to be a joke, but now it seems, they really can live."

"As long as this heart is not destroyed, then unless it’s an attack that exceeds the limits of the Styx River Law, there’s nothing in this world that can harm Achilles’ undying body from within or without."

"With such power, he likely has no rivals in the Mortal Realm now."

Chiron nodded slightly and checked the secret rite again.

Although as far as the results were concerned, his prepared Ritual Track was entirely unnecessary, he still needed to have it for just in case.

However, while checking, the centaur couldn’t help but think of the wizards who invented the original soul splitting technique.

According to their plans, they originally intended to undergo the transformation ritual themselves, even naming their creation for the life storage object "Endless Life Box," signifying the secret box to obtain endless life.

And for the form of life after the transformation, they also had a very fitting name.

Neither living nor dying, neither human nor god, it was natural to call it demon. And whether before or after the transformation, these spellcasters were wizards using witchcraft.

So in their eyes, calling themselves "Wizard Demons" was the most appropriate for their new life.

It’s just that although it seemed like a good idea, Chiron knew they didn’t live to see the day of the transformation.

Because the ritual was exposed prematurely, and their act of desecrating the soul to evade death and Samsara also caused an uproar in Silver Moon City.

As for now... if they had the opportunity to be reincarnated, Chiron guessed he was already nearing adulthood.

And the witchcraft they created like "Soul Splitting," "Thought Synchronization," and "Static Magic Ball," had already been listed as forbidden books, not allowed to be studied or used by anyone.

"The geniuses among humans, in the end, inevitably embark on a path of sacrilege."

"It’s unclear whether the gods govern too broadly or if there are ready-made arrangements in place, mortals subconsciously tend to imitate."

The answer to the question, of course, Chiron did not know.

After all, he himself was not a human.

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Mortal Realm, Athens.

The impassioned speech had ended, and no matter what anyone was thinking, no one dared to raise objections to the campaign against Eryxis at this time.

However, compared to other Athenians who had been inspired to fight, Andrea thought about the huge pile of tasks she had to deal with and felt a headache coming on.

Speaking was just a matter of getting the words out, but how to implement it... that was a rather complex matter.