Chapter 619
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Chapter 619
Names were something Everheart couldnt say he was an expert on. Oh, sure he could name a technique if he needed to, but those just required descriptions with a bit of flair. When naming a star system, one had to use actual names. Most names didnt carry their original meanings anymore and were just conglomerations of sounds, and it didnt make much sense to him to call it something practical. Like The System the Wonderful and Powerful Genius Everheart Took Over to Have a Base of Operations didnt exactly roll off the tongue.
Did it even need a name, if he wasnt even going to use it?
Of course, said Everheart. It makes it easier to refer to.
Were not going to take over another system, pointed out another Everheart.
Lets not be hasty, said a third Everheart. But if we take over something established its already named.
Of course, the real Everheart was capable of having all of these thoughts on his own. They just wouldnt necessarily happen right away. It was easier to have a discussion, and while he would eventually gain all the knowledge and thought processes of his projections, it was an energy intensive project to form them. That was especially true until he was more established throughout the system and had formations set up for their maintenance. That ultimately meant talking turned out to be the easiest.
Its just the Everheart system, then, one of them pointed out. Nice and concise.
Everyone had to agree. And it was a good name, obviously.
He still needed a lot more in the way of materials if he was going to properly set up the system with all of the requisite formations, which meant some raiding. He had plans for the Harmonious Citadel, the Trigold Cluster, and the Exalted Quadrant.
He thought about gathering resources from the other groups in the Scarlet Midfields- especially those punks who took over Xankeshan- but they simply didnt have the resources to make it worth his time. Hed probably get them back for that eventually, but for the moment his niece was living among them and he had higher priorities. So, east or west?
There were pros and cons to all of the options, but ultimately it came down to the Exalted Quadrant not facing nearly enough adversity as of late. Which meant they would have more free resources to snatch. Yes, that would be good. He just had to stay mobile. He couldnt let them catch him with a group of Augmentation cultivators- or worse, accidentally run into a Domination cultivator. Unpredictability was his best option, which meant that whatever plans he made now would have to be fluid.
Everheart waved his projections goodbye. They could continue their toil while he went off to get a small mountain of goods. Then he would absorb all of them- memories of mind-numbing labor and all- so that none diverged to the point theyd want to cause trouble. Ugh, it was almost worth it to just pay someone to do all the work. But then hed have to kill them, which could be a lot of work in its own way. Or trust them, but that wasnt going to happen.
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Rumors had it that Torthunes had once been a standard blue-white color of water and ice. Now it was red. Nobody could say for certain what it had actually been like, as the damage had been done lifetimes ago even for the oldest cultivators. Once a prosperous planet in some manner, now just another casualty of the conflicts between the factions surrounding the Scarlet Midfields.
The planet had many features to dislike. Over the course of its two month trip around the local star, half of it was always freezing and the other half boiling, a constant cycle that made any permanent settlement difficult. The next extremely relevant feature was how much gravity it had. It was only several times the radius of standard terrestrial planets, but it had forty times the gravity. Anyone below at least mid Spirit Building would simply die, and ships found it difficult to land safely as well as to later take off.
These were also the same features that made it desirable. With extreme circumstances came great natural energy, usable to empower formations and cultivators alike. It also made it particularly difficult for cultivators who were not used to the local environment to battle. Since most battles in the upper realms took place on the surface of planets, those features and its location made it a reasonable environment for use as a staging ground against the Harmonious Citadel.
I dont know, Chidi sighed. But the fact that I didnt get the option annoys me. There are plenty of Spirit Building cultivators fighting.
There are, Aconite agreed. Do you wish to be a standard footsoldier in a war? Or would you rather do something notable?
Stop asking hard questions, Chidi complained. I know Im not going to kill a saint or anything, but I just feel like I could do something.
Yes. You can train, Aconite said. I, for one, find my time quite filled with such things.
Thats because theres like, a billion poisons. And you insist on being immune to all of them.
So that I can make use of them, Aconite agreed. Are there not as many sword stances and styles?
Yeah but reading is Chidi shook his head. Its awful, picking out the ink against the paper. And you dont have arms or legs to demonstrate what things are supposed to look like.
And the instructors?
Oh yeah, theyre so helpful. Watch your opponents eyes, they say. As if thats easier than feeling the tension of their muscles or the flow of their energy.
Aconite was quiet for a few moments. It is the only way they know, Aconite finally said. It is unfortunate you are deprived of such a useful sense.
Whatever, Chidi shrugged. Mom and dad are better at explaining, even if they arent swordmasters. Chidi slapped the hilt at his waist, But I can train still, I get it. We can go patrol the Gardens and root out trouble. And maybe in another decade or ten people will let me do something real.
-----
In the lower realms, Antons return was met with far more visitors than he generally preferred. The affairs of the Order hadnt exactly piled up- there were people qualified to manage anything required- but many people wanted to see the Sect Head himself. Anton was quite famous, after all. Some of those people were his friends, and he was quite glad for them.
The news of the various planets- and the people living on them- was of great interest to the whole Trifold Alliance. Inistra was too far to establish any sort of proper diplomacy with at the current time, and the issue of the Twin Soul Sect among them meant it wasnt necessarily safe. Tenouna and Shrenn were interesting as potential allies, though still rather far. However, if things went well with Ekict then they would be a good step closer.
That final system was the cause of most of the interplanetary hubbub, just as big of news as the Sylanis Cluster but without the whole war component. They werent exactly neighbors, but there was so much they could learn from each other. The details on how they repelled the invaders from the upper realms would be useful for other systems, including Inistra, to hopefully break them out of the cycle.
Of course, there were many complications of interstellar diplomacy that Anton hadnt even considered. But the information he brought back would be useful for kicking things off. While it would take a long time to get a proper web of systems and peoples, Anton looked forward to a time where they were their own thing, instead of the lower realms being the playground for the upper realms to do as they pleased with on a galactic schedule.
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Chapter 619
Names were something Everheart couldnt say he was an expert on. Oh, sure he could name a technique if he needed to, but those just required descriptions with a bit of flair. When naming a star system, one had to use actual names. Most names didnt carry their original meanings anymore and were just conglomerations of sounds, and it didnt make much sense to him to call it something practical. Like The System the Wonderful and Powerful Genius Everheart Took Over to Have a Base of Operations didnt exactly roll off the tongue.
Did it even need a name, if he wasnt even going to use it?
Of course, said Everheart. It makes it easier to refer to.
Were not going to take over another system, pointed out another Everheart.
Lets not be hasty, said a third Everheart. But if we take over something established its already named.
Of course, the real Everheart was capable of having all of these thoughts on his own. They just wouldnt necessarily happen right away. It was easier to have a discussion, and while he would eventually gain all the knowledge and thought processes of his projections, it was an energy intensive project to form them. That was especially true until he was more established throughout the system and had formations set up for their maintenance. That ultimately meant talking turned out to be the easiest.
Its just the Everheart system, then, one of them pointed out. Nice and concise.
Everyone had to agree. And it was a good name, obviously.
He still needed a lot more in the way of materials if he was going to properly set up the system with all of the requisite formations, which meant some raiding. He had plans for the Harmonious Citadel, the Trigold Cluster, and the Exalted Quadrant.
He thought about gathering resources from the other groups in the Scarlet Midfields- especially those punks who took over Xankeshan- but they simply didnt have the resources to make it worth his time. Hed probably get them back for that eventually, but for the moment his niece was living among them and he had higher priorities. So, east or west?
There were pros and cons to all of the options, but ultimately it came down to the Exalted Quadrant not facing nearly enough adversity as of late. Which meant they would have more free resources to snatch. Yes, that would be good. He just had to stay mobile. He couldnt let them catch him with a group of Augmentation cultivators- or worse, accidentally run into a Domination cultivator. Unpredictability was his best option, which meant that whatever plans he made now would have to be fluid.
Everheart waved his projections goodbye. They could continue their toil while he went off to get a small mountain of goods. Then he would absorb all of them- memories of mind-numbing labor and all- so that none diverged to the point theyd want to cause trouble. Ugh, it was almost worth it to just pay someone to do all the work. But then hed have to kill them, which could be a lot of work in its own way. Or trust them, but that wasnt going to happen.
-----
Rumors had it that Torthunes had once been a standard blue-white color of water and ice. Now it was red. Nobody could say for certain what it had actually been like, as the damage had been done lifetimes ago even for the oldest cultivators. Once a prosperous planet in some manner, now just another casualty of the conflicts between the factions surrounding the Scarlet Midfields.
The planet had many features to dislike. Over the course of its two month trip around the local star, half of it was always freezing and the other half boiling, a constant cycle that made any permanent settlement difficult. The next extremely relevant feature was how much gravity it had. It was only several times the radius of standard terrestrial planets, but it had forty times the gravity. Anyone below at least mid Spirit Building would simply die, and ships found it difficult to land safely as well as to later take off.
These were also the same features that made it desirable. With extreme circumstances came great natural energy, usable to empower formations and cultivators alike. It also made it particularly difficult for cultivators who were not used to the local environment to battle. Since most battles in the upper realms took place on the surface of planets, those features and its location made it a reasonable environment for use as a staging ground against the Harmonious Citadel.
I dont know, Chidi sighed. But the fact that I didnt get the option annoys me. There are plenty of Spirit Building cultivators fighting.
There are, Aconite agreed. Do you wish to be a standard footsoldier in a war? Or would you rather do something notable?
Stop asking hard questions, Chidi complained. I know Im not going to kill a saint or anything, but I just feel like I could do something.
Yes. You can train, Aconite said. I, for one, find my time quite filled with such things.
Thats because theres like, a billion poisons. And you insist on being immune to all of them.
So that I can make use of them, Aconite agreed. Are there not as many sword stances and styles?
Yeah but reading is Chidi shook his head. Its awful, picking out the ink against the paper. And you dont have arms or legs to demonstrate what things are supposed to look like.
And the instructors?
Oh yeah, theyre so helpful. Watch your opponents eyes, they say. As if thats easier than feeling the tension of their muscles or the flow of their energy.
Aconite was quiet for a few moments. It is the only way they know, Aconite finally said. It is unfortunate you are deprived of such a useful sense.
Whatever, Chidi shrugged. Mom and dad are better at explaining, even if they arent swordmasters. Chidi slapped the hilt at his waist, But I can train still, I get it. We can go patrol the Gardens and root out trouble. And maybe in another decade or ten people will let me do something real.
-----
In the lower realms, Antons return was met with far more visitors than he generally preferred. The affairs of the Order hadnt exactly piled up- there were people qualified to manage anything required- but many people wanted to see the Sect Head himself. Anton was quite famous, after all. Some of those people were his friends, and he was quite glad for them.
The news of the various planets- and the people living on them- was of great interest to the whole Trifold Alliance. Inistra was too far to establish any sort of proper diplomacy with at the current time, and the issue of the Twin Soul Sect among them meant it wasnt necessarily safe. Tenouna and Shrenn were interesting as potential allies, though still rather far. However, if things went well with Ekict then they would be a good step closer.
That final system was the cause of most of the interplanetary hubbub, just as big of news as the Sylanis Cluster but without the whole war component. They werent exactly neighbors, but there was so much they could learn from each other. The details on how they repelled the invaders from the upper realms would be useful for other systems, including Inistra, to hopefully break them out of the cycle.
Of course, there were many complications of interstellar diplomacy that Anton hadnt even considered. But the information he brought back would be useful for kicking things off. While it would take a long time to get a proper web of systems and peoples, Anton looked forward to a time where they were their own thing, instead of the lower realms being the playground for the upper realms to do as they pleased with on a galactic schedule.
Chapter 619Names were something Everheart couldnt say he was an expert on. Oh, sure he could name a technique if he needed to, but those just required descriptions with a bit of flair. When naming a star system, one had to use actual names. Most names didnt carry their original meanings anymore and were just conglomerations of sounds, and it didnt make much sense to him to call it something practical. Like The System the Wonderful and Powerful Genius Everheart Took Over to Have a Base of Operations didnt exactly roll off the tongue.Did it even need a name, if he wasnt even going to use it?Of course, said Everheart. It makes it easier to refer to.Were not going to take over another system, pointed out another Everheart.Lets not be hasty, said a third Everheart. But if we take over something established its already named.Of course, the real Everheart was capable of having all of these thoughts on his own. They just wouldnt necessarily happen right away. It was easier to have a discussion, and while he would eventually gain all the knowledge and thought processes of his projections, it was an energy intensive project to form them. That was especially true until he was more established throughout the system and had formations set up for their maintenance. That ultimately meant talking turned out to be the easiest.Its just the Everheart system, then, one of them pointed out. Nice and concise.Everyone had to agree. And it was a good name, obviously. He still needed a lot more in the way of materials if he was going to properly set up the system with all of the requisite formations, which meant some raiding. He had plans for the Harmonious Citadel, the Trigold Cluster, and the Exalted Quadrant. He thought about gathering resources from the other groups in the Scarlet Midfields- especially those punks who took over Xankeshan- but they simply didnt have the resources to make it worth his time. Hed probably get them back for that eventually, but for the moment his niece was living among them and he had higher priorities. So, east or west?There were pros and cons to all of the options, but ultimately it came down to the Exalted Quadrant not facing nearly enough adversity as of late. Which meant they would have more free resources to snatch. Yes, that would be good. He just had to stay mobile. He couldnt let them catch him with a group of Augmentation cultivators- or worse, accidentally run into a Domination cultivator. Unpredictability was his best option, which meant that whatever plans he made now would have to be fluid. Everheart waved his projections goodbye. They could continue their toil while he went off to get a small mountain of goods. Then he would absorb all of them- memories of mind-numbing labor and all- so that none diverged to the point theyd want to cause trouble. Ugh, it was almost worth it to just pay someone to do all the work. But then hed have to kill them, which could be a lot of work in its own way. Or trust them, but that wasnt going to happen.-----Rumors had it that Torthunes had once been a standard blue-white color of water and ice. Now it was red. Nobody could say for certain what it had actually been like, as the damage had been done lifetimes ago even for the oldest cultivators. Once a prosperous planet in some manner, now just another casualty of the conflicts between the factions surrounding the Scarlet Midfields.The planet had many features to dislike. Over the course of its two month trip around the local star, half of it was always freezing and the other half boiling, a constant cycle that made any permanent settlement difficult. The next extremely relevant feature was how much gravity it had. It was only several times the radius of standard terrestrial planets, but it had forty times the gravity. Anyone below at least mid Spirit Building would simply die, and ships found it difficult to land safely as well as to later take off.These were also the same features that made it desirable. With extreme circumstances came great natural energy, usable to empower formations and cultivators alike. It also made it particularly difficult for cultivators who were not used to the local environment to battle. Since most battles in the upper realms took place on the surface of planets, those features and its location made it a reasonable environment for use as a staging ground against the Harmonious Citadel.I dont know, Chidi sighed. But the fact that I didnt get the option annoys me. There are plenty of Spirit Building cultivators fighting.There are, Aconite agreed. Do you wish to be a standard footsoldier in a war? Or would you rather do something notable?Stop asking hard questions, Chidi complained. I know Im not going to kill a saint or anything, but I just feel like I could do something.Yes. You can train, Aconite said. I, for one, find my time quite filled with such things.Thats because theres like, a billion poisons. And you insist on being immune to all of them.So that I can make use of them, Aconite agreed. Are there not as many sword stances and styles?Yeah but reading is Chidi shook his head. Its awful, picking out the ink against the paper. And you dont have arms or legs to demonstrate what things are supposed to look like.And the instructors?Oh yeah, theyre so helpful. Watch your opponents eyes, they say. As if thats easier than feeling the tension of their muscles or the flow of their energy.Aconite was quiet for a few moments. It is the only way they know, Aconite finally said. It is unfortunate you are deprived of such a useful sense.Whatever, Chidi shrugged. Mom and dad are better at explaining, even if they arent swordmasters. Chidi slapped the hilt at his waist, But I can train still, I get it. We can go patrol the Gardens and root out trouble. And maybe in another decade or ten people will let me do something real.-----In the lower realms, Antons return was met with far more visitors than he generally preferred. The affairs of the Order hadnt exactly piled up- there were people qualified to manage anything required- but many people wanted to see the Sect Head himself. Anton was quite famous, after all. Some of those people were his friends, and he was quite glad for them.The news of the various planets- and the people living on them- was of great interest to the whole Trifold Alliance. Inistra was too far to establish any sort of proper diplomacy with at the current time, and the issue of the Twin Soul Sect among them meant it wasnt necessarily safe. Tenouna and Shrenn were interesting as potential allies, though still rather far. However, if things went well with Ekict then they would be a good step closer. That final system was the cause of most of the interplanetary hubbub, just as big of news as the Sylanis Cluster but without the whole war component. They werent exactly neighbors, but there was so much they could learn from each other. The details on how they repelled the invaders from the upper realms would be useful for other systems, including Inistra, to hopefully break them out of the cycle. Of course, there were many complications of interstellar diplomacy that Anton hadnt even considered. But the information he brought back would be useful for kicking things off. While it would take a long time to get a proper web of systems and peoples, Anton looked forward to a time where they were their own thing, instead of the lower realms being the playground for the upper realms to do as they pleased with on a galactic schedule.
