System: Replicating The Heavens-Chapter 483: Ch : Meeting Valerio Again

First of all, he wanted to help his master, Valerio Piroddi. Valerio had once been an Origin Martial God, but now his cultivation was stuck at the Extreme Void Stage because of an old injury. Alex wanted to heal those injuries and help him regain his former cultivation so that he could leave the Essence Sky World and return to his original world.

At the same time, Alex also wanted to give Valerio either the Undying Fruit or the Life Creation Core. However, giving him the Life Creation Core would mean that Valerio would never be able to break through to the Death Domination Stage or beyond.

Secondly, Alex wanted to face Atticus Finch and ask why he had betrayed his trust. If Atticus failed to give a satisfactory answer, Alex would not hesitate to get rid of him.

After leaving Selyara and Elyndra to roam the world freely again, Alex disappeared and reappeared inside the Profound Star Sect.

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Inside the Profound Star Sect, a calm courtyard lay under the morning sun. Soft wind blew across the training ground, making the leaves rustle gently.

A middle-aged man stood in front of a small group of young men and women. His back was straight, and his eyes were sharp, but his voice was warm.

He pointed at a young man struggling to gather spiritual energy.

"Slow down. Do not rush your breath. Cultivation is like filling a cup with water. If you pour too fast, it will spill."

The young man nodded and tried again, breathing slowly.

The middle-aged man smiled a little, then turned to a young girl sitting cross-legged.

"You, your mind is too noisy. Calm your thoughts first. Close your eyes. Feel the energy in the air like you feel the wind on your skin."

The girl closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her shoulders relaxed.

"Good," the middle-aged man said.

He looked at all of them.

"Remember, cultivation is not only strength. It is patience. If your heart is messy, your power will also be messy."

The disciples listened quietly, their faces serious.

The man clasped his hands behind his back and paced slowly.

"Work hard. But do not forget to rest. A tired mind cannot grow. A tired body cannot fight. Balance is the key."

The disciples bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Elder Valerio!" they said together.

The middle-aged man nodded gently. He was completely unaware that Alex had arrived nearby, silently watching.

After all the disciples left, Valerio raised his head and looked at the sky, letting out a tired sigh. It had been far too long since he left everything behind just to save his own life. He didn't know how his family and friends were doing now. If possible, he wished to return to his own world as soon as he could. Unfortunately, he also knew that returning with his current cultivation was the same as jumping into a fire pit. There was no chance he would survive.

"After all these years, I still haven't found a way to heal my injuries."

Shaking his head, he turned around to leave, but stopped immediately when a familiar voice echoed behind him.

"It's been a long time, Master."

Valerio's body froze when he heard this familiar voice. His eyes widened, and he slowly turned around, only to see a handsome man standing there, smiling gently at him.

For a moment, Valerio could not speak. His lips trembled slightly. His heart, which had been heavy, suddenly felt light. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"Alex…?"

Valerio took a step forward, still unsure if what he saw was real. "Is it really you?"

Alex smiled again. "Yes, Master. I'm back."

Valerio's legs almost gave out from a mix of shock and relief. He steadied himself and looked at Alex carefully, noticing how calm, strong, and extraordinary he had become. Valerio had once been an Origin Martial God, so even though he could not clearly judge Alex's exact cultivation, he could still feel the overwhelming and terrifying aura hidden within Alex's body.

"You… you have grown so much," Valerio said softly.

Alex walked closer and bowed slightly. "Master, this time, I've returned to help you."

Valerio felt a lump in his throat. For years, he believed he would die in this world, alone and injured. Now, the disciple he once taught had come back stronger and even told him that he was here to help him.

Valerio took a deep look at Alex, carefully felt his aura, and asked seriously, "What is your cultivation now?"

Alex didn't answer him directly. He simply smiled and said, "I'm strong enough to rule a world filled with Life Creation and Death Domination Stage warriors."

Valerio stared at Alex for a long moment. His heart trembled again.

A world filled with Life Creation and Death Domination Stage warriors… and Alex could rule it?

Doesn't it mean Alex has already surpassed the Death Domination Stage and entered the legendary stage of True Divinity?

For a moment, Valerio felt as if he were dreaming.

He slowly reached out his hand and placed it on Alex's shoulder, almost afraid that if he touched him, Alex would disappear like an illusion.

"You really came back… and you really became this strong… and... you came here to help me recover my former cultivation."

Alex smiled gently. "Master, strength means nothing if I can't help the people I care about."

Valerio lowered his hand and exhaled deeply, as if releasing years of pain and pressure. He looked away for a moment, as though trying to hide his emotions.

"How long have I waited... How many nights have I wished I could return… but even standing was hard for me."

Alex didn't know much about Valerio's past, so he couldn't understand his pain. But seeing his master like this caused a strange emotion to appear in his heart.

He can tell that Valerio didn't doubt his words even for a second. When he said he could heal him, Valerio was certain he truly could.

Of course, it has a lot to do with his current level of strength.

Alex stepped forward and said firmly, "Master, you don't have to suffer anymore. I came here exactly for this."

Valerio's breath caught. He had spent countless years searching for even a small hope, yet nothing worked. Even pills and treasures of all sorts could not repair the damage inside his body.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out.