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.

job distracting me, but you're not

snapped his fingers and Leonel's teleportation attempt shattered, leaving

out?"

going to sit here until I'm satisfied, and you're going to continue coming here as well, or else I won't mind spanking you in

sighed and shook his head. "What is the point of all of this? If you're really capable, go and take your rage out on

SNAP!

winced, rubbing his

hard he was almost certain that a lump would form if not for

trash family. I bet it still hurts, though. There's more where that came from too

realizing that he wasn't

didn't have a single artistic bone in his body, how was he supposed

he could copy perfectly. However, he had a feeling that his uncle wanted him

reached full mastery

I don't want to hear about future and current Spear Forces, I

flickered, his brow furrowing before loosening. Then, he laughed, his booming

You've almost reached full mastery of your Fifth Dimensional

"Controlled range."

summed up in two words before, but this is probably

It is the King of the Battlefield, a General's weapon, because it represents not elegance, not fancy tricks, not flare, but rather

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

"controlled range", is your Spear Domain. But, I can see at a glance that

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

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

would need more

flare? What was poetry, music and painting if not exactly those three