Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 174: Different Kind of Death (3)

The next few weeks sped by like a blur. Dyon split himself into clones so quickly and so continuously that even his overwhelming soul prowess was starting to take a hit, but he held on anyway.

By now, Dyon almost felt like he didn’t need to set aside time to soul cultivate. If it wasn’t for the limitations of his body, he really could make it to the peak of a mortal plane soul in just two or three more decades. But, unfortunately, his body couldn’t withstand that. He would have to reach the Gold Silk Realm of his Titan Diamond Body for that.

But, even still, his soul grew stronger day by day. It was almost as though he could do nothing but sleep and eat, yet he would still comprehend star qi, it was only a matter of time.

Still, this was more serious than Dyon let on. It meant his body was practically on a timer. If he couldn’t strengthen his body quickly enough, his overwhelming soul talent was tear him apart.

Unfortunately, Dyon didn’t have the luxury of worrying about that right now. He was too busy trying to prime everything to move smoothly for the next two years as he entered Calming Lake.

The first thing he did was setting up a workable society for the millions of mortals he brought over. He made sure Academy Chancellor Lind was aware that she might need to be flexible when working on a curriculum for his mortal world children. Much like the celestial beasts, integrating the mortals into this sort of society would take some work.

In truth, much of the mortal population would never be able to cultivate in their lives. Since they were born before the seal was broken, it was to be expected. But, the population of mortal cultivators was steadily growing with most of those born before being in their older years already.

Due to the fact they originated from a universe with untold potential, they would also have great potential themselves. In addition, since they were young, it would be easier for them to adjust to their new surroundings as well.

For now, Dyon wanted Lind to create a fusion of mortal and martial world knowledge. He was happily surprised to find that the new Chancellor was entirely on board with this idea. She felt that her methods were still missing something to perfect them and hoped to find the missing piece within Dyon’s mortal world.

As Chancellor Lind was spending her time pouring through thousands of years of mortal realm knowledge, Dyon built cities for his people. He didn’t want to rely on Meiying for this because he wanted to create something that they were familiar with.

At the same time, Dyon didn’t want his people to close themselves off from the martial world entirely, so he slowly implemented certain things. For example, instead of rebuilding them ‘the internet’, he had them slowly begin to use the Mortal Network instead, allowing them to become familiar with arrays and their functions.

In addition to this, Dyon also added many other miscellaneous things. He replaced much of the travel with teleportation arrays, he filled libraries with both mortal world knowledge and rudimentary martial world knowledge, and he made certain to show them some of the fanciful life cultivators could enjoy.

To accomplish the latter, he relied on the 36 geniuses. At the same time that he used them to ease the mortals into the martial world, it was also a method of easing their minds as well.

Dyon hoped that this would help them climb over their final mental barriers and become the talents they were meant to be.

By the time the Ancient Battlefield descended, the population of mortals unable to cultivate would be long gone. However, Dyon didn’t see this as a bad thing. Though it was foul that their chance to cultivate was taken from them, it was better for them to not see what was to come…

Dyon believe 5 to 10 years would be all it would take for the mortals to begin showing their true potential, the potential The Entity tried to snatch from them.

After accomplishing these tasks, Dyon wanted to head to the celestial floors, but then he remembered it would be inconvenient for him to lose control over Low Gold City. Instead, he sent Zaire and the new functions of the Mortal Network to directly speak to the Flaming Lily Sect disciples still holed up in Middle Lily City.

By now, those who had been in the city were in lockdown, while those who were foolish enough to have left had likely been slaughtered by the Sapientia already. For now, they were safe. But, it would only be a little more than a year before the protection Madeleine left was gone. The Zaire could implement his won rewards on top of that as well. But even still, time was limited.

Dyon was also certain that the Sapientia wouldn’t be likely to allow him to implement his own rewards on this city so easily. They were likely waiting by the celestial doors to the middle tier to intercept him. The next time Dyon stepped onto the celestial floors, he had to be powerful enough to take whatever they threw at him.

However, that didn’t mean Dyon wouldn’t do anything in the interim. He realized that he had been falling too far into the martial world’s school of thought and trying to use his fists to solve everything. It was time he kept a calm and rational mind and used his head.

Even if he couldn’t take full control of the Flaming Lily Sect now, he could definitely lay down the building blocks to do so. After all, didn’t he have the perfect mole right beside him?

The Sapientia closing off information acted as a double-edged sword. While it was true that not many outside knew what happened that day, it also meant that the Flaming Lily Sect wasn’t aware of Yandevere’s true affiliations either.

Dyon quietly organized the disciples and fed his plans for Yandevere to execute.

Finally, he was prepared to enter Calming Lake.