After some time, Pef decided the bite the bullet and see his father.

With a Blink he arrived in his old ice castle, finding Wixtal Xi and Xie Xi engaged in a strange type of sparring.

They both floated on top a disk of ice, and tried to push each other off, with their minds.

"Wife?" Pef muttered a bit confused.

"... Not now!" Xie grumbled as she fell off.

"Was that telekinesis?" he asked to make sure.

"Only the Push part. My daughter-in-law is quite adept." Pef's father explained in a cold tone.

Pef sighed and dragged them both inside his inner world.

"Not sure what's worse. That my father is still merely a Monarch, after all these years. Or that he can beat my amazing Tier 2 wife..." Pef muttered to himself while setting up a few diluted potions of godbeast dao.

Xie smiled genially and sat down gracefully, then casually grabbed a cup and sipped some blood wine. "Oh? This is really good!" she remarked as the Heavenly Laws began coursing through her meridians.

Pef glanced at his father with a complicated look. "You too. Can't have a Captain linger below the divine threshold. We'll start the attack on the gate soon."

Wix nodded and shrugged. "I'm no captain."

Pef just waited patiently. The wine soon began to work its magic, rapidly increasing his father's cultivation into the Saint rank. Then again, it was much easier for lower ranks to ascend.

"You have sufficient practice and combat, and even have a few more wives. It is the Patriarch's silly legacy once again?" Pef asked with a glance to the side, where Reason had just appeared.

The weapon studied Wix for a minute, before shrugging. "The indoctrination didn't take too well with him. Some kind of mental block, either old memories or simply distrusting the glove. Either way, we can fix him now."

Wix grabbed a whole gourd of blood wine and sat down with a dark face. "I don't need to be fixed. Though I like the wine."

Pef blinked and just stared at him for some time.

"Okay, so maybe losing her affected me more than I thought. Anyway, with more of this beast blood I'll reach divinity and soon disperse. You'll be free of me for a million years." the man muttered in a gruff tone.

"We can't afford to let to wallow in misery Wix. You have the cutting skill. Now, you need to attain One with the Void."

Pef explained in a level tone.

Wix just took another big gulp from the blood wine, and closed his eyes to meditate.

Pef hurt inward but couldn't stop now. He took out a drop of pure Godbeast blood, and just flicked it into his father mouth.

Almost imediately, Wix began ascending at speed, nearing Tier divinity, then exploded in gory mist.

"Be so kind, Reason." Pef asked in a pained voice.

"By the General's grace, you are returned to duty Wixtal Xi." the weapon spoke out loud, reforming the dead soldier into a divine being.

The difference was immediately visible, as the man's posture and demeanor changed, stand straight and proud and eying the weapon with wary eyes.

"I remember more now. I was sent here with a mission..." Wix began saying in a low voice.

"Good. Just remember, it was your mission, Captain. And is not finished." Reason said in a warning voice, then turned towards Pef with a concern tone. "Once he remembers to codewords, I'll have to return to him."

"I see. At least I have Faith." Pef replied with a sad sigh.

Somehow, his weapon leaving him has never seemed a possibility, until now. But if this involved a mission from the General...couldn't really say no.

Then Faith appeared as well, and observed Pef in silence for a long minute. "No. I'll join Captain Lin." the other weapon said curtly and somehow superior.

"Is it because I'm not a Captain?" Pef murmured and poured himself some wine. The rush of minor daos was kinda great, while it lasted. You never knew what bits of dao the next sip of wine would offer.

Although, why someone would try to attain the Dao of Whips was unfathomable to him. Or why it even existed at all.

"It is because her return brings value to the Legion. Lin is worth more than your other wives combined." Faith explained in a rather ruthless tone, then vanished yet again.

"Well then. I'm a god now. Don't feel much except larger range for my senses." Wix said after opening his eyes and looking around.

Pef pointed at the moon high above. "Strike the moon."

Wix glanced at the moon with a dubious look, and swiped a halfhearted strike towards it, with no effect. "It's too far."

"Use the Voidcutter." Pef muttered in a tired voice and leaned on Xie for support.

At this, Wix became suddenly more alert, and took out a bone sword from his storage ring.

A second later, his sword flashed and parted the space toward the moon, leaving a long crater as a result.

Then, a blindingly bright golden lighting bolt struck Wix, very similar to Pef's own retaliation.

"Ouch. This damn punishment lightning. Almost forgot how much it hurts." Wix grumbled while breathing deeply with a pained look on his face.

Pef smiled sadly. "Reason loves it. So prepare to begin loving it as well. You'll become inseparable very soon. Again."

Gritting his teeth, Wix began launching more and more skills at the moon, and enduring dozens of golden bolts til he crashed to his knees, skin burned and flailed and smelling of roast meat.

Curious, Pef struck as well, only once.

However, it was not the Avatar that was retaliated, but his main body. The lighting bolt was black and so strong it vaporized his ice castle with a pillar of lightning.

Pef himself was burned to a crisp, nearly his entire flesh black and well cooked.

Reason smiled politely as stream of energy coursed through her metal armor. "A thousand more bolts like that, and I'll be able to block a Tier 7 realm strike. Once." she added in a sweet voice.

Pef clenched his fist and reformed the shattered moon. "One thousand strikes, coming up." he answered the unspoken demand.

Wix sobbed audibly as he began launching his own thousand strikes.

The lighting show took an entire week, as even regeneration had its limit.

Still, beyond practicing the skill, to achieve some mastery in it for the next sword stage, this foolish actions did have some secondary effects.

'Well done, Pef! I'm fully charged and have begun deep repairs to my damaged core. And you've also passed 10 percent in the Dao of Lightning. For a week of work it was not bad at all.' the glove said in a congratulatory tone.

'Glad to be of help.' he answered and curled up to cry.

He didn't feel too happy about Heaven right now.

In his inner world, Wix managed to get drunk on blood wine and passed out, which was the easy way out.

Then Lia arrived on a beam of light, and dusted some soot from Pef's regrown hair. "Had enough fun, beloved?" his wife asked in an amused voice.

It was possible the entire planet had noticed the light show. It was quite obvious.

"It hurt some." Pef muttered still curled on the ground.

Lia sighed and hugged him gently. "I know it did, you big idiot."

He hugged her back, waiting for his skin to grow nerves again. That hurt too, though not as much as before.