Chapter 1709: Decoy
Jack was trying to keep his mind occupied, thinking of random things, trying not to dwell on what the room full of Dao Lords were about to do to him. This was the most Dao Lords he had ever seen, and he just hoped that whatever was keeping his secrets hidden from Dao Lords would continue to work. At this point, hoping was all he could do.
Just like Jack expected, there was almost no secret he could keep from the Dao Lords. They saw through everything. They saw how the body age and soul age didn’t match, not that they cared.
They saw how the divine ore had fused with his body, acting almost as a second set of meridians in his body. Through them spiritual energy flowed with great ease, and they contained the capacity to support divine energy as well, not such a thing would impress the Dao Lords either.
The only thing that was even mildly interesting to them was that some aspects of his karma seemed to be hidden from view, as well as his origins. If the room only had a few Dao Lords, they may not have noticed the subtle feeling guiding them to forget about those anomalies. But with so many of them, it instantly became obvious that there was some power protecting Jack capable of affecting even them.
But mildly interesting was all it was. None of them were interested in the secrets of the fairy, and they were just there to do the job that the alliance had given them. So, once they fully understood his body, mind and soul, they began.
Jack didn’t sense the beginning of the ritual, at least at first. When it began, the ritual was quiet. No chants, no fire, no thunder. Just silence. But then came the pressure.
It started in his chest, like someone pressing down with a steady, unrelenting hand. Or an uncomfortably tight hug.
His vision dimmed, or maybe his brain was just too occupied processing everything else that was happening to him. His bones tingled with a strange vibration, and he could feel invisible threads weaving into him, slipping past skin, bone, and soul.
Jack groaned. It was not painful, but it was overwhelming nevertheless. It was cold, but not cruel. Smooth, but firm. It felt like a second heartbeat, one that didn’t belong to him, but that was now beating in his chest. Something was being added to his body, though he had no idea what it was. Oddly enough, the divine ore seemed to welcome the change readily, as if the ore was extremely malleable in purpose, helping the change take hold.