The only reason Dyon didn't come to force the Demon Sage to lift the rules earlier was because he knew it wasn't the right time for him to know the truth about Evangeline. But, the moment he finally pieced together that Evangeline was actually from an alternate timeline, he understood that he could now withstand the truth. In addition, Little Yin's battle bloodline awakening gave him even more assurance, his mastery over space and time had reached a profound level.
Now, Dyon didn't need to personally comprehend space and time, he could directly ignore them and rely on Little Yin whenever he wanted to use them.
But this bastard of an old man actually said no.
"You little shit." The Demon Sage wanted to strangle Dyon but he still a spirit, and his soul was weaker than Dyon's even in his prime. "You want your father-in-law to help you learn about a woman that isn't his daughter?! Have you lost your mind?! Over my dead body!"
The Demon Sage started regretting not getting started on restructuring his body. He changed his mind completely now. He didn't care if he had to rely on Dyon. He'd use this little bastard's resources and reconstruct his body and dream of the day he could pummel him into the ground.
"You already are dead!" Dyon growled. "This woman is dead already too, yet you're actually being this petty! It's no wonder your wives hated you!"
"Y-y-you." The Demon Sage trembled. "You've really pissed me off!"
"Pissed you off?! Maybe you should have treated your women better! Now you want to project your bullshit onto me!" Dyon's eyes practically glowed red. "Unlike you, I can keep what's in my pants under control, you "Demon Sage". How about you focus more on the Sage part of your title and less on the Demon?!"
The Demon Sage had so much built up anger but nowhere to aim it. He could only roar into the skies with all his might.
In the end, it took Amphorae strong arming her father before he finally undid the trials, giving Dyon access to all 9 floors of the Demon Sage Tower. Then, Dyon renamed it the Sage Tower, taking out the Demon just to piss Sargeras off more.
Dyon hardly cared about the abilities of the 7 floors he had yet to touch. He didn't hesitate to ignore them all and call out the tower spirit.
"Please show me what happened that night. I need to know."
The tower spirit didn't seem to have its usual bland, snarky response and simply went forward with Dyon's request silently. Like this, flickering images began to form before Dyon's eyes.
Finally, Dyon could see the events that happened that night as they occurred.
Dyon stood in a plain hall on the 9th floor of the Sage Tower similar to the rooms he raised the rodents in. He almost didn't notice when two hands grasped either one of his own. Their owners were none other than Ri and Amphorae.
"Play it." Dyon gripped their small hands, staring toward the tower spirit resolutely.
The blank walls before Dyon shifted. For the first time, he saw Evangeline's, no Jade's, beauty in full force.
Dyon rewatched his fight against the effects of the Nine Cloud Yang aphrodisiac. Seeing Dyon struggle to the point of passing out instead of jumping on a beauty right before him made it easier for Ri and Amphorae to accept what happened next.
"… I'm proud to be your wife…" Jade's words hung under the night sky as her appearance morphed one final time into her true self.
She could only be described as a goddess descended. Her golden hair shimmered more like lights filled with purity instead of individual strands. Her eyes sparkled, swirling with fog-like colors of violet, blue and green. Her every feature was the pinnacle of perfection, from her small button nose, to her full pink lips, even down to the slender fingers that caressed Dyon's cheeks.
"… I'm shameless, aren't I?" Jade smiled, cradling Dyon. "You've no choice but to accept me now."
Jade giggled to herself. The happiness in her eyes was evident for all to see, it was a kind of love that had grown to the point of being unconditional. It was impossible to tell if there was anything Dyon could ever do to garner Jade's hatred, but what made the possibility even more impossible was the fact Dyon almost always seem to make the perfect choice.
"You probably don't recognize me, but I think it's better this way, Little Husband. You know a version of myself that I loathe to this day, a version I hope to wipe away with my sacrifice…"
Jade kissed Dyon every so often between her words. It wasn't to take advantage of him, but rather to curb the aphrodisiac for a little longer so that she could continue to speak. She knew well that the Sage Tower was capable of recording everything. After all, she knew all of Dyon's most intimate secrets although she was never officially given the title of wife.
"… I'll start by telling you what happened to me, though if you're watching this, you've most likely figured it out by now. My Little Husband was always so smart."
For some reason, watching Jade's eyes light up with happiness every time she said the word husband tore Dyon's very soul apart. That innocent, pure joy… He wanted to avert his eyes, he wanted to pretend it didn't exist.
"After Meiying escaped from the Daiyu Clan, she had no idea that my pseudo True Empath abilities had seen through her long ago… Though it was actually a selfish motivation that caused me to let her go despite being aware of her plans, I have to say that it's one of the few of my actions that I don't resent from those times…
"I switched out the ice and fire phoenix feathers she thought she had taken and used my Eostre Clan's manifestation to conjure a fake image she believed was real. After this, I hid the real feathers and used them as leverage to break my engagement with Chenglei. However, I asked for many other things as well.
