Dimensional Descent

Leonel cleared his throat, trying to gloss over the awkward gaffe.

"It's nice that you're not a bachelor, having someone by your side in your old age is good."

"Are you calling me old, brat?"

Leonel smiled. "I heard for auntie that you're not supposed to be in the Void Palace at all, how'd you pull it off?"

Montez seemed gratified for a moment that Leonel was calling his wife auntie. But, hearing his question, he snorted.

"Morales men do as they please, as if they can stop me from visiting my wife and nephew if I want."

"Your wife doesn't seem to want you to visit, though."

Montez seemed to blush for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

"What do you know?! That woman told me not to appear before her again until I decided to put a baby inside her, she's crazy!"

Leonel sputtered, rolling his lips over each other to stop himself from laughing any harder. He realized that finding his uncle's weakness was the same as finding his father's weakness. Velasco was lucky that Leonel hadn't known his mother for most of his life, but now that he did, he wouldn't let that old man off next time he saw him.

"Then just put a baby in her, don't tell me you're impotent, unc?"

Montez's expression darkened. "Who's impotent?! My vitality could run circles around yours, you're lucky I'm a married man or else I'd take you to the closest brothel and bury you!"

Leonel laughed so hard his vision blurred. The role models in his family seemed to really be top notch. It was no wonder their wives had such a tight leash on him. Luckily, he was a much better man and hadn't stumbled into these degenerate ways.

Montez shook his head.

good job distracting me, but you're not getting

fingers and Leonel's teleportation attempt shattered, leaving his

out?" Leonel

going to sit here until I'm satisfied, and you're going to continue coming

really capable, go

SNAP!

rubbing

was almost certain that a lump would form if not for his Starry Tailed Fox Lineage

a bad bloodline, surprising for that trash family. I bet it still hurts, though. There's more where that came from too if you keep

forehead, realizing that he wasn't

annoying. He didn't have a single artistic bone in his body, how was he supposed to do this, exactly? And how was this going

could copy perfectly. However, he had a feeling that his uncle wanted him to do much more

reached full

Spear

expression flickered, his brow furrowing before loosening. Then, he laughed, his booming voice almost shattering the protective sheen around Aina and nearly making

reached full mastery of your Fifth Dimensional Spear Force, how would you describe

"Controlled range."

up in two words before, but this is

just about being able to kill enemies from a larger range. It is the King of the Battlefield, a General's weapon, because it represents not elegance, not fancy tricks, not flare,

spear, nothing should be able to enter without dying, and nothing should be able to get close

I can see at a glance that your control is lacking. You have no discipline

his head. Him? Lacking control? That was probably the one thing he had in spades, he didn't understand

for his stubbornness and he didn't like accepting things he couldn't under the purpose of. He had even spent so long in the Four Seasons Realm all because he couldn't understand why the Heavenly Body Realm had to come next, and only barely accepted it and broke through after Wise Star Order explained

simply put, he would need more

tricks or flare? What was poetry, music