However...
No matter how much Loran expanded the range of the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave to the absolute limit he could currently achieve, he still couldn't reach Locke and the other two.
"Heh..."
Naturally, Locke noticed Loran's little actions.
Although the inn room wasn't very large, the instant before Loran unleashed the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave, Locke had already spread out his spatial domain.
Within his spatial domain, he possessed absolute control over everything.
With a mere thought, he instantly stretched the scale of the space around Loran.
No matter how much Loran expanded the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave, as long as Locke didn't want Loran's attacks to touch him, then unless Loran's strength reached the point where he could shatter space itself, Loran was no different from a flea before him.
Little Black, standing to one side, also widened his eyes.
At this moment, looking at Young Master Loran before him, he felt a very strange sensation.
It was as though Young Master Loran was clearly right beside him, yet at the same time seemed extremely far away.
The powerful technique Young Master had used to defeat several Gods on the Battle Arena earlier was right before his eyes. Its range even appeared larger than it had been on the arena, yet not a single trace of it affected him.
"Urgh..."
This sense of spatial disorientation made Little Black feel dizzy and nauseous. He quickly turned his head away and dry-heaved several times. Only after he stopped looking directly at Young Master did he gradually recover.
After confirming that his attack couldn't reach his parents or affect the surrounding objects, although Loran was shocked by his father's strength, he still resolutely brandished his long spear and charged at Locke while enveloped by the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave.
Seeing this, Locke smiled slightly and flicked his finger.
Whoosh!
A streak of blue light rapidly merged into Loran's Flood-Covering Dragon Wave, causing the rotation speed of the vortex to increase explosively, far beyond Loran's limits of control.
In less than a few breaths, the rapidly spinning vortex directly hurled Loran out from its very center.
Having lost Loran, its core, the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave quickly collapsed.
Bang!
After being flung away, Loran rolled several times across the floor before climbing back to his feet. He staggered slightly. Clearly, the rotational speed exceeding his limits had left him somewhat dizzy.
"See that, An'an?"
"The power of this move isn't bad, but your control over it is far too weak."
"If you encounter an enemy whose utilization of the Profound Mystery of Water Elemental Waves exceeds yours, they only need to make slight adjustments to the parts you cannot fully control and your technique can be effortlessly broken."
"An'an, when developing techniques in the future, I hope you won't prioritize power, but instead prioritize 'complete control.'"
"Think about it. If you can completely control your technique, retracting and releasing it at will and changing it freely, then your enemies will have no choice but either evade or directly face your attack."
"You must understand that the true strength of a technique doesn't lie in how much destruction it can cause, but whether it can hit the enemy with one hundred percent certainty."
"Otherwise, no matter how powerful your move is, if your opponent blocks or avoids it and suffers no damage whatsoever, then what meaning does such a move have?"
Just after standing up, Loran heard his father's voice beside his ears.
The contents of those words instantly broadened his horizons tremendously.
Indeed.
Regardless of the technique, the first purpose behind creating it was to ensure that its power could be delivered onto the enemy.
Otherwise, no matter how strong your ultimate move was, if it couldn't hit your target, it was meaningless.
Thinking this, Loran lowered his head in contemplation and began moving his long spear once more.
Under the movements of his spear, the Profound Mystery of Water Elemental Waves once again formed a vortex that swept everything around him into its grasp.
Gradually, the radius of the vortex began shrinking.
In the end, the entire vortex transformed into a flowing dragon composed of water, swimming in accordance with the movements of Loran's spear.
"Flood-Covering Dragon Wave!"
With a loud shout from Loran, the dragon formed from the vortex shot out with his thrust, roaring as it charged toward Locke.
Seeing this, Locke nodded slightly.
Although the attack range of the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave was now much smaller than before, its flexibility had improved by more than one level.
Faced with Loran's attack, Locke raised a single finger.
The next moment, the dragon slammed into Locke's index finger and completely dispersed from head to tail into countless wisps of water vapor.
"Not bad. At least you've made some progress."
Locke praised him approvingly.
Regardless of how this move appeared in his eyes, the fact that Loran could improve the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave to such an extent with just a few words of guidance was enough to demonstrate his talent.
Furthermore, what pleased Locke even more was that while improving the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave, Loran had already touched upon the rudiments of the Profound Mystery of Circular Softness.
As Loran continued refining the Flood-Covering Dragon Wave, it was inevitable that within a certain period of time, he would step into the high-level Water Laws Profound Mystery of Circular Softness.
Moreover, it would directly fuse with the Profound Mystery of Water Elemental Waves.
Because he had previously been focused on laying a proper foundation for Loran, Locke had never explained the other Water Laws Profound Mysteries or the secrets of Profound Mystery fusion to him.
Yet Locke had never expected that, even without his guidance, Loran had already accidentally embarked upon the path of Profound Mystery fusion by himself.
As expected of his son.
After giving Loran several more words of encouragement, Locke's expression suddenly changed slightly and he withdrew his spatial domain.
Knock knock knock...
The sound of knocking came from the inn room door.
Loran and Little Black both froze.
Fighting inside cities was prohibited. These were rules established by the Sovereigns.
Therefore, even Deities were not permitted to casually release their divine sense within cities.
After all, divine sense was merely an extension of soul power. Using divine sense to scan others was even more impolite than openly staring at someone with one's eyes.
And no Deity enjoyed being stared at.
Thus, in order to uphold the rules established by the Sovereigns, city lords throughout the realms had also issued laws.
Deities were forbidden from releasing divine sense without cause.
Being discovered while spreading divine sense was equivalent to taking action inside a city.
Of course, if one believed their divine sense was powerful enough to avoid detection, they could still spread it.
What puzzled Loran was that all four of them were here together, and this was also their first time entering the city.
Who would come knocking?
"Who is it?"
"My lords, I am Andrade, the proprietor of Dianchi Inn."
"There are several distinguished guests outside who wish to pay a visit to you. Those lords requested that I ask whether you would be available to receive them."
Outside Locke's room, the inn owner Andrade stood with his back bent. Cold sweat continuously streamed down his forehead.
He had an impression of the guests staying in this room.
Two divine children accompanied by a Saint-level husband and wife. In total, they had rented two rooms.
At the time, Andrade had even sighed at the couple's incredible luck.
They themselves had struggled for years without becoming Deities, yet their son had succeeded and brought his parents into the city to enjoy a better life.
Naturally, Andrade's assumptions had a basis.
Judging from Loran's appearance, he would at minimum become a God in the future.
Life for Demigods within cities was indeed difficult. Some people couldn't even earn enough inkstones to maintain residence within the city and could only enter in the morning and leave before curfew.
But once one reached the God level, their strength was ten times greater than that of Demigods. Regardless of what they did inside the city, they could obtain considerable rewards and earn enough inkstones to reside there permanently.
Moreover, if they were willing to participate in the Fiend examinations, there was a high probability they could pass and become Fiends.
At that point, the reward from any random mission would be enough to let a God live comfortably for many years.
Of course, after becoming a Fiend, the dangers one faced also increased significantly. Every year, countless Fiends died.
However, Andrade had never imagined that the Saint-level couple were actually hidden experts.
Even Lord Cowell, captain of the Bluewing City's city guards, had personally come to visit them.
Thinking about it, it made sense.
How could parents capable of raising a child who became a Deity at such a young age truly be mere Saints?
Fortunately, after searching his memories, Andrade found that because of the child's promising future, he had never shown disrespect toward the couple.
After all, Andrade himself was merely a God who had advanced by refining a divine spark.
The reason he had become the inn's proprietor was because he had luckily met a benefactor who arranged for him to manage this inn in Bluewing City.
"Someone wants to visit us?"
Loran looked puzzled.
He had already found something strange.
Over the years, they had passed through many cities, but his father had never insisted on entering them.
Yet for this tiny Bluewing City, his father had specifically allowed him to enter and gain experience.
Was there something special about this city?
Now that someone had come to visit, Loran wondered whether these people might be his father's subordinates.
At this moment, Locke also turned his gaze toward Lilia.
As Locke's wife, and since she had previously used the divine sense of her Life Sovereign body, she naturally knew the situation within Bluewing City.
After sensing that familiar aura, Lilia had more or less guessed Locke's purpose for coming here.
She nodded slightly.
"Manager, please inform them that we will be waiting in the room. Tell them to come upstairs."
"Yes."
Hearing the voice from inside, Andrade finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed before retreating.
After descending to the first floor, Andrade immediately spotted the family of three sitting at one of the tables.
Before he could even speak, the burly man rose from his seat and anxiously asked,
"Well, Andrade?"
"Are those lords willing to receive me?"
Looking at the expression on the big man's face, Andrade grew even more curious about the true identities of the couple.
Even one of Bluewing City's top five most influential figures was behaving so cautiously, fearful of being refused an audience.
(End of Chapter)
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