Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2743: 563: Fairyland Renovation, Codename [Three Realms]!

As the sailing ship descended, Di Gao, the man in black armor, sat at the bow and gestured a greeting toward Levi. Standing beside him was a golden-haired swordsman of such striking appearance that Levi considered him the most handsome man he had ever encountered. Even Levi had to internally concede that his own looks fell short in comparison.

Levi had never met this individual before, having only recently heard his title mentioned by the Earth Demon Lord during the conflict in Hell. It appeared this man was the 13th Netherworld Emperor.

The Underworld was a realm teeming with powerhouses. To hold the title of a Netherworld Emperor meant one was among the absolute elite. Ranking 13th indicated he was a person of extraordinary caliber, likely standing on the same level as Amon, the Great Council President.

The sheer power of that casual strike, which had wounded a level 653 powerhouse like the Earth Demon Lord, served as a testament to his formidable strength.

With a smile, Levi greeted him:

"I’ve heard of the Nine Death Swordman."

The Nine Death Swordman gave a subtle nod. He replied in a soft voice, "I heard of your name from Di Gao long before your fame spread. Reaching such a height within a single millennium is truly an impressive feat."

"Senior is too kind; I have simply encountered some fortunate opportunities," Levi replied modestly.

"Many encounter opportunities, but barely one in ten thousand possesses the capability to grasp them. It was lucky you stepped in when the Abyss attempted to ambush the Master of Demon Fox; otherwise, Hell would have taken a heavy blow. I have come on behalf of the Underworld to express our gratitude."

"Since the Underworld and Nora are now allies who support one another, helping Hell is only natural. If Nora’s people were in danger, I trust our Underworld comrades would do the same. That is my perspective," Levi stated.

"True. This current Abyss Blood Battle carries a level of determination and variables unlike any before it. Even the Underworld must proceed with caution. The path ahead is long. I hope Sir Levi remains careful and achieves level-10 in the near future."

"I appreciate the counsel."

"Furthermore, there is another matter... Because the Blood Battle has shifted so drastically, the Underworld must reorganize and move its forces. There have been several cases of demons surrounding and raiding the Netherworld Market. Consequently, the market will be closed for the duration of the war. Its return date is currently unknown... I am aware you require 'Dead Soil.' This 'Netherworld Mother Stone' is a Mythical level material and can be viewed as a supreme version of Dead Soil. Formed from the essence of countless Dead Soils over eons within the Mother River, it is rare even in our realm. I give it to you as a reward for your demon-slaying efforts; please use it well."

"I understand. I am grateful for your generosity."

As Levi reached out, a wriggling black mass resembling dark sand appeared, radiating an intense Death Energy. Levi noticed patterns akin to Truth Runes shifting across its surface, glowing with the profound truths of death.

Despite the vastness of the Mother River, resources like Dead Soil and the Netherworld Mother Stone are finite and highly prized. Levi was well aware that the Mother Stone was a vital ingredient for crafting supreme treasures, making this gift incredibly valuable.

"Now that our business is concluded, I must depart. Perhaps our paths will cross again." The golden-haired swordsman offered a smile and extended a hand as white as jade.

"Until we meet again."

Levi shook his hand in farewell and watched as the vessel sailed away into the distance.

To him, the Netherworld Market was a closed chapter. Once the Blood Battle concluded, his personal strength would likely render such markets unnecessary. Regardless, this trip had proven to be quite lucrative.

Even with the suspicion that the Underworld viewed Nora as a mere pawn, Levi maintained a friendly demeanor toward them.

In such a treacherous world, having a reliable ally was a stroke of luck. Compared to factions like the Nightmare, the Abyss, or the astral world, none could be considered stable or sane.

After returning from Hell, Levi traveled to the Ancient Banyan Fairyland. He placed the Netherworld Mother Stone inside the Ancient Banyan Mansion. Lacking an immediate use for it, he decided to use it to accelerate the production of Dead Soil and enhance the Undead Cemetery's environment.

The moment the Mother Stone was settled, Fenks, the spiritual creature tied to the area, radiated waves of pure joy. As a stone born from the Mother River, its mere Presence provided immense benefits to life forms of the Death Sect.

Furthermore, the stone possessed its own latent vitality. Levi suspected that if left alone for enough time, it might even give birth to a new Nether Emperor.

However, he couldn't afford to wait that long. If the chance arose, he still preferred to refine it into a supreme treasure.

His research into the Netherworld Mother Stone revealed another highly practical function: it could establish a self-contained cycle of life and death, creating a complete ecosystem for a small or medium-sized world.

By placing it in the Ancient Banyan Fairyland, any soul that perished there could reincarnate within the same realm. They could choose to drift into the Multidimensional Plane or be reborn within the Fairyland. Either way, it would be a clean reincarnation without memories of the past.

This meant that if Leviathan died of old age, he could be reborn within the Fairyland. Depending on the timing, he might even return as a pure-blood dragon or a powerful sub-dragon. The available races for reincarnation would depend entirely on what species lived within the Fairyland at the time.

Ultimately, reincarnating within the Fairyland was safer than the random nature of the Multidimensional Plane. While the potential peak might be lower, the safety net was much higher, as most of the Multidimensional Plane consisted of weak, non-transcendent races where a good rebirth was as rare as winning a lottery.