Chapter 1649: 1649
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Like this, an entire 6 months passed without Dyon taking any action whatsoever. As this went on, those who were confident in his work ethic began to waver. Could it be that his promises were empty? That the images he painted of fame and grandeur were nothing but that? Images?
Many couldn't help but feel disappointed, but there were others who enjoyed the current status quo.
With Dyon's funding, even working disciples of the various sects lived lavish lives, never running out of cultivation resources. What had once been a short supply of qi gathering pills became a nearly endless.
At the same time, the academies continued to flourish. With the addition of the Mortal Clan geniuses, their standards raised by another level. Although there were only 36 of them, each displayed talents beyond imagining, going from a point where they knew little to nothing of the martial world just 6 years ago, to a point where they had all entered the essence gathering realm as 9th Order geniuses.
Whether or not they could continue this momentum was up in the air. After all, with each subsequent cultivation realm, the title of 9th Order genius became more and more lofty. There were no shortage of mere 2nd or even 3rd Grade Celestials that had once been 9th Order Essence Gatherers as well. But, what one could say was that these Mortal Clan geniuses had a unique drive to them. They were eager to return home wearing stripes of glory, ready to tell their fellow clansmen about how amazing the martial world was.
Of course, these 36 geniuses only knew the flowery and beautiful portions of the martial world. Under Dyon's protection, who would dare to harm them? Even the Clans who Dyon was currently displeased with didn't dare.
But, for now, Dyon allowed them to keep their rose-colored glasses on.
During this time, another campaign season opened for Soul Rend Universe. It was obvious that even after Dyon decimated them almost ten years ago now, they wouldn't have given up after only a single attempt. But, although Dyon could no longer enter the gate considering it was an essence gate, that didn't mean he didn't have his own counter measures.
At first, because of this, they didn't attack at all. For the first five years after Dyon nearly killed all of their young geniuses, they didn't send anyone. In all likelihood, they were attempting to contact, or, rather, hoping to contact their backers for a helpful solution.
However, one had to know that the elusive backers of the 99 universes had been in control of them for several million years, from the destruction of Soul Rend Peak, to now. With so much time having passed, several generations would have come and gone. Over time, their interest in the usefulness of the 99 universes would have plummeted.
As expected, those backers hadn't contacted the 99 universes in numerous years already, closing in on more than a hundred thousand by now. And, even before that, the time lag between contacts had been growing. In the end, the 99 universes would only rely on themselves.
Unfortunately for them, those 5 years were enough for Dyon to foster many competent essence gatherers, none more outstanding than Allura, Sibyl, and Kedar, the leaders of the Mortal Clan geniuses.
Although their quantity was lacking, and even their quality in some aspects, Dyon had given them such a large lead that it hardly mattered. Over the last two campaigns, the 99 universes had spent all of their time trying to reclaim one tower, hoping to use it as a base of operations. But, they were rebuffed again and again.
By the time this third campaign rolled around, Allura, Sibyl and Kedar no longer needed to rely on the tower advantage. But, this just made the 99 universes lose more miserably.
Unfortunately for them, the geniuses the 99 universes sent to face Dyon had been Pseudo-Saints back then. By now, they had already passed their first tribulations and could therefore no longer enter the essence gate. They stood no chance.
Aside from the mortal clan geniuses, there were other flourishing geniuses as well. Not to mention Giralda's son Ryu who was seemingly a step above them all having earned the only S grade thus far given by the academies, there were also the former soul slaves.
Although it seemed like Dyon was doing nothing, he would often send out his clones to diligently guide them. Before he began this small break of his, only Masada had entered the Master realm, being of the 3rd stage.
In truth, this was too low a standard. Considering Masada had a peak saint realm soul, her upper limit was that of a peak grandmaster, yet she was still a master. However, under Dyon's 6 months of guidance, every single 3rd innate soul stage genius entered the peak practitioner realm at a minimum, with over 1000 of them becoming masters, with Masada leading the pack as a 10th stage master!
Not even the former soul slaves themselves knew this was thanks to Dyon's guidance. Everyday, he would form thousands of clones and send them all out in disguise, claiming himself to be a nominal elder of Soul Rending Peak. In this way, he slowly rose their standards, day by day.
Soon, on one particular day as Dyon was absentmindedly kneading Clara's b.r.e.a.s.t, he decided that it was about time for the meeting to officially begin.
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Like this, an entire 6 months passed without Dyon taking any action whatsoever. As this went on, those who were confident in his work ethic began to waver. Could it be that his promises were empty? That the images he painted of fame and grandeur were nothing but that? Images?
Many couldn't help but feel disappointed, but there were others who enjoyed the current status quo.
With Dyon's funding, even working disciples of the various sects lived lavish lives, never running out of cultivation resources. What had once been a short supply of qi gathering pills became a nearly endless.
At the same time, the academies continued to flourish. With the addition of the Mortal Clan geniuses, their standards raised by another level. Although there were only 36 of them, each displayed talents beyond imagining, going from a point where they knew little to nothing of the martial world just 6 years ago, to a point where they had all entered the essence gathering realm as 9th Order geniuses.
Whether or not they could continue this momentum was up in the air. After all, with each subsequent cultivation realm, the title of 9th Order genius became more and more lofty. There were no shortage of mere 2nd or even 3rd Grade Celestials that had once been 9th Order Essence Gatherers as well. But, what one could say was that these Mortal Clan geniuses had a unique drive to them. They were eager to return home wearing stripes of glory, ready to tell their fellow clansmen about how amazing the martial world was.
Of course, these 36 geniuses only knew the flowery and beautiful portions of the martial world. Under Dyon's protection, who would dare to harm them? Even the Clans who Dyon was currently displeased with didn't dare.
But, for now, Dyon allowed them to keep their rose-colored glasses on.
During this time, another campaign season opened for Soul Rend Universe. It was obvious that even after Dyon decimated them almost ten years ago now, they wouldn't have given up after only a single attempt. But, although Dyon could no longer enter the gate considering it was an essence gate, that didn't mean he didn't have his own counter measures.
At first, because of this, they didn't attack at all. For the first five years after Dyon nearly killed all of their young geniuses, they didn't send anyone. In all likelihood, they were attempting to contact, or, rather, hoping to contact their backers for a helpful solution.
However, one had to know that the elusive backers of the 99 universes had been in control of them for several million years, from the destruction of Soul Rend Peak, to now. With so much time having passed, several generations would have come and gone. Over time, their interest in the usefulness of the 99 universes would have plummeted.
As expected, those backers hadn't contacted the 99 universes in numerous years already, closing in on more than a hundred thousand by now. And, even before that, the time lag between contacts had been growing. In the end, the 99 universes would only rely on themselves.
Unfortunately for them, those 5 years were enough for Dyon to foster many competent essence gatherers, none more outstanding than Allura, Sibyl, and Kedar, the leaders of the Mortal Clan geniuses.
Although their quantity was lacking, and even their quality in some aspects, Dyon had given them such a large lead that it hardly mattered. Over the last two campaigns, the 99 universes had spent all of their time trying to reclaim one tower, hoping to use it as a base of operations. But, they were rebuffed again and again.
By the time this third campaign rolled around, Allura, Sibyl and Kedar no longer needed to rely on the tower advantage. But, this just made the 99 universes lose more miserably.
Unfortunately for them, the geniuses the 99 universes sent to face Dyon had been Pseudo-Saints back then. By now, they had already passed their first tribulations and could therefore no longer enter the essence gate. They stood no chance.
Aside from the mortal clan geniuses, there were other flourishing geniuses as well. Not to mention Giralda's son Ryu who was seemingly a step above them all having earned the only S grade thus far given by the academies, there were also the former soul slaves.
Although it seemed like Dyon was doing nothing, he would often send out his clones to diligently guide them. Before he began this small break of his, only Masada had entered the Master realm, being of the 3rd stage.
In truth, this was too low a standard. Considering Masada had a peak saint realm soul, her upper limit was that of a peak grandmaster, yet she was still a master. However, under Dyon's 6 months of guidance, every single 3rd innate soul stage genius entered the peak practitioner realm at a minimum, with over 1000 of them becoming masters, with Masada leading the pack as a 10th stage master!
Not even the former soul slaves themselves knew this was thanks to Dyon's guidance. Everyday, he would form thousands of clones and send them all out in disguise, claiming himself to be a nominal elder of Soul Rending Peak. In this way, he slowly rose their standards, day by day.
Soon, on one particular day as Dyon was absentmindedly kneading Clara's b.r.e.a.s.t, he decided that it was about time for the meeting to officially begin.
Like this, an entire 6 months passed without Dyon taking any action whatsoever. As this went on, those who were confident in his work ethic began to waver. Could it be that his promises were empty? That the images he painted of fame and grandeur were nothing but that? Images? Many couldn't help but feel disappointed, but there were others who enjoyed the current status quo. With Dyon's funding, even working disciples of the various sects lived lavish lives, never running out of cultivation resources. What had once been a short supply of qi gathering pills became a nearly endless. At the same time, the academies continued to flourish. With the addition of the Mortal Clan geniuses, their standards raised by another level. Although there were only 36 of them, each displayed talents beyond imagining, going from a point where they knew little to nothing of the martial world just 6 years ago, to a point where they had all entered the essence gathering realm as 9th Order geniuses. Whether or not they could continue this momentum was up in the air. After all, with each subsequent cultivation realm, the title of 9th Order genius became more and more lofty. There were no shortage of mere 2nd or even 3rd Grade Celestials that had once been 9th Order Essence Gatherers as well. But, what one could say was that these Mortal Clan geniuses had a unique drive to them. They were eager to return home wearing stripes of glory, ready to tell their fellow clansmen about how amazing the martial world was. Of course, these 36 geniuses only knew the flowery and beautiful portions of the martial world. Under Dyon's protection, who would dare to harm them? Even the Clans who Dyon was currently displeased with didn't dare. But, for now, Dyon allowed them to keep their rose-colored glasses on. During this time, another campaign season opened for Soul Rend Universe. It was obvious that even after Dyon decimated them almost ten years ago now, they wouldn't have given up after only a single attempt. But, although Dyon could no longer enter the gate considering it was an essence gate, that didn't mean he didn't have his own counter measures. At first, because of this, they didn't attack at all. For the first five years after Dyon nearly killed all of their young geniuses, they didn't send anyone. In all likelihood, they were attempting to contact, or, rather, hoping to contact their backers for a helpful solution. However, one had to know that the elusive backers of the 99 universes had been in control of them for several million years, from the destruction of Soul Rend Peak, to now. With so much time having passed, several generations would have come and gone. Over time, their interest in the usefulness of the 99 universes would have plummeted. As expected, those backers hadn't contacted the 99 universes in numerous years already, closing in on more than a hundred thousand by now. And, even before that, the time lag between contacts had been growing. In the end, the 99 universes would only rely on themselves. Unfortunately for them, those 5 years were enough for Dyon to foster many competent essence gatherers, none more outstanding than Allura, Sibyl, and Kedar, the leaders of the Mortal Clan geniuses. Although their quantity was lacking, and even their quality in some aspects, Dyon had given them such a large lead that it hardly mattered. Over the last two campaigns, the 99 universes had spent all of their time trying to reclaim one tower, hoping to use it as a base of operations. But, they were rebuffed again and again. By the time this third campaign rolled around, Allura, Sibyl and Kedar no longer needed to rely on the tower advantage. But, this just made the 99 universes lose more miserably. Unfortunately for them, the geniuses the 99 universes sent to face Dyon had been Pseudo-Saints back then. By now, they had already passed their first tribulations and could therefore no longer enter the essence gate. They stood no chance. Aside from the mortal clan geniuses, there were other flourishing geniuses as well. Not to mention Giralda's son Ryu who was seemingly a step above them all having earned the only S grade thus far given by the academies, there were also the former soul slaves. Although it seemed like Dyon was doing nothing, he would often send out his clones to diligently guide them. Before he began this small break of his, only Masada had entered the Master realm, being of the 3rd stage. In truth, this was too low a standard. Considering Masada had a peak saint realm soul, her upper limit was that of a peak grandmaster, yet she was still a master. However, under Dyon's 6 months of guidance, every single 3rd innate soul stage genius entered the peak practitioner realm at a minimum, with over 1000 of them becoming masters, with Masada leading the pack as a 10th stage master! Not even the former soul slaves themselves knew this was thanks to Dyon's guidance. Everyday, he would form thousands of clones and send them all out in disguise, claiming himself to be a nominal elder of Soul Rending Peak. In this way, he slowly rose their standards, day by day. Soon, on one particular day as Dyon was absentmindedly kneading Clara's b.r.e.a.s.t, he decided that it was about time for the meeting to officially begin.
