Underlord

Starting to get hungry out here,” Yerin said, as they marched on their patrol route through the Night Wheel Valley. “Not me,” Lindon replied. He pulled the object from his soulspace and popped it into his mouth. “I have a bean.

follow your fear

With a flourish, Eithan flipped open the lid of the box. A disc floated within, suspended in midair. It was made of two flat, black discs on the outside, containing between them a layer of creamy white. It smelled sweet and tantalizing, and Lindon began to drool. “Ladies, gentlemen, turtle: for your enrichment and education, I present to you the greatest spiritual elixir ever invented by mankind. Behold…the O’ree’o.

[If my memories of Northstrider have taught me anything,] Dross said, [it’s that the sacred arts only get weirder.]

What has she got cooking?” Yerin asked. She wouldn't put it past the old woman to boil up a pot full of spiders. “Apologies, I'm not sure. Crab, I think?” Crabs. The spiders of the sea.

It means accepting who you are, not who you will always be.

How has no one killed you yet?” “Sheer laziness.

a sense of authority, as though he was suddenly possessed by the Remnant of a king.

Mercy sat up, staring at him. “Is it the owl? Is it here?” She craned herself around in her little nest of black madra, eager to see. She had been desperate to catch a glimpse of the owl. She hadn't said why, but sometimes people could be superstitious about Remnants.

...regret couldn't change the truth.

I fight so I won’t be worthless anymore,

I will add a gift of my own to the Blackflame Empire in compensation,” the Sage said serenely. “I will also allow each of you to take all that you can carry from this place.” Lindon's void key zipped open.

Now, I have not a moment to delay if I am to rob the Emperor blind! To the vaults!” He turned and strode out of the room, his turquoise outer robe shimmering behind him like a jeweled cloak.

When Yerin took the helm, she tended to run them too close to aura storms, hostile sacred beasts, and mountain peaks. Though she did make good time.

Take your time deciding. Just because two techniques are relatively common and one is the legendary power of a Sage doesn't make one better than the others.

the explanation. “The Heart Sage is choosing three Underlords from the young generation to represent the Akura vassal states in the tournament. I suspect

Eithan folded his arms and looked down on Lindon proudly. “I look forward to the day when you and I can stand together as equals.” He pointed one finger to the ceiling. “Now, I have not a moment to delay if I am to rob the Emperor blind! To the vaults!” He turned and strode out of the room, his turquoise outer robe shimmering behind him like a jeweled cloak.

The meat increases the density of blood aura, strengthening the body. The vegetables cleanse the body, the fruits cleanse and restore the spirit, and also there's some rice in there. Rice is good for you. The pill is a Flowering Heart pill, and the bottle contains a Lifeseed Elixir. This will give you more life and blood aura than any single human body could possibly hold.

In an instant, his pure core advanced to Truegold. It was faster, easier, and smoother than his Blackflame advancement had been. Comfortable and effortless. [Almost disappointing, isn't it? Too easy. It's always more fun when I get to watch you suffer.]

haired elder choke using nothing but a black-eyed stare. The baby squirrel had finally left the nest and grown into a...well, squirrels never turned into anything scary. Call it an ancient sacred squirrel.

Bai Rou spoke up. “He got exactly what he wanted,” the Skysworn said, his deep voice laced with anger. “You let him—” The Underlord slapped the table, letting out a loud bang. He left an indentation of his hand pressed into the wood. “Bai Rou,” he said, “shut up. Just...shut up.