Re-Overlord: I Can Acquire Anything!-Chapter 154: A Blooming Divine Lotus

Sect Master Fang knelt down immediately, though a storm of doubt still lingered in his heart.

Reviving the dead? How could that be possible?

Wouldn’t such an act shatter the balance of the world itself?

And even if the Dao Child could truly perform such a miracle, Fang Tianhai could only imagine the unimaginable burden it must place upon him. To defy the natural law of the Heavens was no small matter.

Jian Longchen smirked slightly, as though he could see through the turmoil within Fang’s mind.

"You don’t need to worry, Little Fang. The Lord’s presence in your sect is a great blessing. You simply need to provide a few more beast cores to aid him," he said with a casual smile.

Fang Tianhai let out a wry chuckle. "I’ll do as you say, Founding Ancestor. But I truly hope his presence won’t bring calamity upon us. Our sect no longer holds the strength it once did."

"Haha, true enough," Jian Longchen nodded. "The Soaring Dragon Sect has long lost the pride and honor we once forged through sacrifice and blood. But now, with the Lord among us, our sect will rise again. Not just as it was, but even greater than before."

He said the words with a rare solemnity, and in his eyes burned a spark of hope long thought lost to time.

"I sincerely hope that day arrives as well."

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Igaris continued his seclusion until evening, silently absorbing the additional 1,000 top-grade beast cores Sect Master Fang had brought morr. He couldn’t recall exactly why he had brought them, but he didn’t complain.

As the final core dissolved into radiant spiritual energy, a powerful transformation surged within him.

He had broken through once again.

Now at Mythical Rank - 5, Igaris had stepped halfway into the pinnacle realm of all mortal lifeforms. The change was more than just numerical. His inner world, once spanning 50 kilometers, had now expanded to an awe-inspiring 250 kilometers. Mountains, rivers, and forests within that space grew more vibrant, infused with stronger life force and stability.

And within that inner world, the newly added 30,000 soldiers stirred restlessly.

They felt the earth beneath their feet shift. The sky above them shimmered with unseen power. A strange warmth coursed through their bodies, as if a divine breath had reached into their bones and reignited something long forgotten.

"What is this sensation?"

"Are we ascending?"

"No. It’s... the world itself growing stronger."

Unbeknownst to them, they had become bound to something far greater than a man. They were now part of a living world, shaped by a sovereign who wielded the power of rule. And within that world, they could not help but feel awe, submission, and... a sense of belonging.

Some among them knelt instinctively. Others clasped their hands in reverence.

They had tied themselves to a mysterious figure whose might whispered of gods. And perhaps, in time, they would understand that he was not just their commander.

He was their Overlord.

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In the evening, Igaris quietly strolled through the inner courtyard. The fading sunlight painted long shadows across the stone paths, but his heart felt unusually restless.

He paused beneath a lantern-lit tree, frowning slightly.

"Why do I feel this way?" he muttered to himself.

Could it be that Stargaze City was under attack? That was his first thought. But after a brief check through his spatial connections and spiritual threads, there was no sign of danger. No battle. No tremor in his soul connection with the land.

Still, something tugged at him.

A tension he could not explain.

He decided to wait for Shirley to return. They had planned to return to Stargaze City together. Yet now, a strange unease filled the silence around him.

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Meanwhile, far away in the depths of an ancient secret realm, Shirley stood amidst a shifting world of illusions. Her breath was heavy. Her steps shaky. But her eyes held unshakable resolve.

She had reached the final stage of the Trial of Reflections.

The trial was infamous. A crucible that burned through one’s soul and brought forth every hidden scar, every buried regret, every unspoken fear.

Shirley had passed the first four stages already.

The first tested her pain—the loss of her father, Wane. She watched him vanish into the Martial Sanctuary, never to return. The illusion forced her to relive that day, again and again, until she found the strength to let go.

The second brought her regret. It showed her what could have been. The missed opportunities. Her failure to say goodbye. To be stronger sooner. Her tears flowed freely during that stage, but she walked forward through them.

The third tested her love. Igaris stood before her in the illusion, cold and heartless. He rejected her. Mocked her as a useless flower clinging to the past. It broke her, briefly—but not entirely. Even if he truly discarded her, she would still stand tall. For herself. For her father. For her path. Or she could be deceiving herself with this one.

The fourth stage mirrored her fear of weakness. Of falling behind. Of being nothing more than a shadow of the strong. But she gritted her teeth and overcame it, proving she wasn’t chasing others’ footsteps. She was carving her own.

Now came the fifth and final stage.

The reflections around her twisted, whispering in her ears.

"Do you deserve to follow him?"

"Will you ever reach his level?"

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They echoed nonstop from every direction, like serpents coiling around her soul. Her legs trembled, and her vision blurred.

But then, she closed her eyes.

She took a breath.

And smiled.

"I don’t need to be him. I just need to be me."

With that, the illusions shattered like glass.

She stood in the empty void, her spirit calm and firm like steel forged through flame.

Her trial was passed.

And the ancient spirit that watched over the trial realm whispered through the winds, unseen and unheard:

"Excellent. You have passed all five stages, Shirley Wane. You did not falter before grief. You did not break under regret. You stood tall before rejection, before weakness, before doubt.

Now, you shall be reborn. Through soul and body, you will transcend your former self."

"As a Heavenly Enchantress!"

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