I Have Seven Dragon Souls In a cultivation world

" You still need proper sleep to stay healthy."

Dante almost couldn't believe what he was hearing.

but before he could even make his point, Jarred started speaking 

"Don't think you can fool me. Although you may be a cultivator, you're only still in the Martial Novice realm. Although you need less sleep than normal people you still need sleep."

Seeing Jarred's firm position on this one Dante knew that no amount of arguing would ever change his mind.

Dante could only sigh as he headed into the house and towards his room.

Although Dante was slightly annoyed at this development, t the end of the day it wasn't the worst thing he had ever had to do. 

In the end, it just meant that he just had more time to cultivate before he went to sleep.

Dante didn't believe that Jarred wouldn't enter his room just to make sure he was asleep right?

that would be ridiculous, even for someone as silly as Jarred...

fortunately for Dante, his fears didn't end up happening as after jarred was sure that Dante entered his room, he eventually stopped monitoring him and went to do something else.

Even jarred wasn't bored enough to be waiting outside his room to check if he was sleeping or not!

....

The next day

Dante lazily opened his eyes as he reluctantly crawled out of his comfy bed.

As he got up Dante went over to check himself in the mirror as he stretched his tired body.

What Dante saw was a tired-looking white-haired man staring plainly back at him.

seeing his tired appearance, Dante wasn't even surprised.

the previous day had left Dante mentally drained.

from meeting a living legend in Hendrix Invidus to his unpleasant encounter with Princess Levina, the previous day was just filled with what could only be described as 'thrilling' encounters.

But despite the strangeness of yesterday, if there was one thing he learned from the whole encounter, It was that he really could not afford to underestimate people.

Yesterday, Dante had just gotten into a brief altercation with Prince Lloyd.

 The fight wasn't even anything personal.

In Dante's mind, it was just a common fight between the two rivalling departments of the Hidden Dragon Academy, which to be honest, are actually way more frequent than you would think.

And yet despite the trivial nature of the disagreement, only a few hours later a truly insidious rumour was circulating wildly in the capital that Dante had said he didn't respect the royal authority!

If Dante wasn't the Dragon Son of the Hidden Dragon Academy, with how popular the news was and how many sources were saying they had personally heard him say it, it would only be a matter of minutes before the royal guards appeared at his house and dragged him through the streets.

And the scary thing was that Dante was certain that this wouldn't even be the last of Prince Lloyd's schemes.

Before this, although Dante had a dislike for Lloyd, it still remained just that, a mild dislike.

In life, you are never going to like everyone you meet, and Dante just considered Lloyd as one of those people.

Sure, Dante wanted to beat him up. Hell, if he was given the chance, maybe even break a few of his bones.

But if after that Lloyd had learnt his lesson, Dante was content with letting him live. 

But after hearing such a malicious rumour, all that was left for Lloyd was a boiling hatred.

If right now Dante was given an easy chance to end Lloyd, he wouldn't even need to think for a second before he chose it!

While these thoughts were flying in Dante's head, a cruel glint quickly flashed in his eyes

The memory of Him cleanly killing Marco and his family was still fresh in his head.

Not only had had that assassination allowed Dante to eliminate a possible future problem in the Death blade guild, but it also allowed Dante to make a huge profit in a short time whilst also getting the added benefit of excellent blackmail material!

When you think about assassination really does seem to be a profitable business...

But before these Dangerous thoughts could grow, Dante quickly shook them out of his mind.

It had to be remembered Lloyd wasn't a member of a small clan like Marco was. He was instead a fully fledged Prince of the Vaenam Kingdom and the eldest son no less!

If Lloyd was to be killed, the investigations into the killer would be meticulous and thorough, spanning the entire length of the kingdom, and this already disregarding the countless strange and mysterious ways that the Royal family could have to track down the killer.

But ignoring the fact of possibly being tracked down, even killing Lloyd himself, was a problem. 

Lloyd wasn't like that piece of trash Marco.

His cultivation realm was miles higher than Marco, with it being even higher than Dante himself!

If Dante wanted to kill Lloyd, let's just say he could win the fight, it would be impossible to kill Lloyd as silently as he did with that waste Marco.

Despite how much he hated Lloyd, even Dante had to admit it was almost impossible for him to quietly kill him off.

Their battle would at least create a major disturbance, with lights and energy blasts being clearly seen.

And if Dante thought he could quietly escape the royal palace after making such a large disturbance then he had truly gone mad!

Sighing, Dante quickly shook his head in disappointment, finally pushing back his dangerous thoughts back to the depths of his imagination.

Any thought or plan on killing Lloyd was just simply suicidal... Well, at least for now it definitely was.

In the future nothing could be certain. There were still endless possibilities where Dante might have a chance to end this problem once and for all.

so, while Dante wasn't actively plotting the man's murder, If a quick and easy chance came up...

well, let's just say that Dante had always been one to go with the flow so he definitely wouldn't miss such an opportunity!

After this, Dante decided not to spend any more time dwelling on these thoughts anymore.

After quickly freshening up for the day Dante retrieved his Moonlight Sword from the side of his bed and after strapping it to his back finally left his room.

As Dante was walking down the corridor, he was greeted with a familiar sight waiting for him outside his door.

"Look who we have here, His Royal Eminence, Prince Consort Dante!"

as Rebecca said this, she mockingly did a light bow in Dante's direction

hearing Rebecca's taunt, Dante only sneered

"Prince Consort? Rebecca please."

"I've barely even known her for a day! A verbal promise of engagement is all that has happened between us, it's still too soon to start calling me Prince Consort."

In response, Rebecca just laughed

"Why don't you tell that to the people outside spreading the rumours, they don't seem to care about any of the fine details. If we base it on the way they're describing you outside, you and the princess may as well have been married to each other for years!"

But instead of focusing on Rebecca's point, Dante's attention was drawn by another part of the statement.

"Rumours?" Asked Dante 

"What rumours about me could be possibly circulating again?"

"What? So You're telling me you actually don't know?" asked Rebecca.

"of course, I don't know!" Replied Dante 

"If I knew then I wouldn't even need to ask in the first place!"

"The rumour is that you and the Princess are already madly in love!"

"It was practically love at first sight for you two, ever since then the two of you have been practically inseparable!"

After hearing Rebecca's words, Dante almost burst out laughing

Him?

Madly in love with that twisted little Princess? 

Just thinking back to his experience with the Princess already made Dantes blood boil 

but being madly in love with her?

Even if a gun was pointed at his head, Dante still doubted if he could ever force himself to love that privileged little girl.

"Don't tell me that people actually believe this nonsense?" asked Dante in disbelief

"Believe it? Asked Rebecca.

"This is the raging news in the capital. Much less believe it, the people here seem to have taken it as fact!"