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Chapter 716: Council Decision

    Chapter 716: Council Decision


    <span style="font-weight:400">Within the world of Lorek, there was a conference being held. This conference consisted of the major leading figures for both the worlds of Lorek and Spica both, the two worlds that were experiencing a drastically different flow of time from every other world. Several cultivators that had ascended to the rank of Supreme Immortal to be a god through the cultivation system were present in the meeting from both sides.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The topic for the day’s discussion was therge number of star beasts that appeared surrounding their two worlds as ofte, many of which seemed capable of destroying entire countries on their own. These cultivation deities had been forced to engage inbat with many of the star beasts, but they alone could not protect an entire by themselves. Especially not one the size of Lorek.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Has there been any word from Han, the God of Arrays?” One of the Spican deities questioned, looking to the local counterparts. However, he was met with a shake of their heads.


    <span style="font-weight:400">One dwarf that seemed to have fire licking over his hair let out a resigned sigh. “Not sense the flying inds were given permission tounch. That was a couple centuries ago, but he’s not yet returned.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As one of the earliest gods of Lorek, Han had been granted one of the first flying inds to use as his base of operations, and had taken it out to explore the universe at his earliest opportunity. “Then, it is safe to assume that he has already fallen.” A Spican god spoke up in resignation. “That or he has no interest in returning to the mortal world.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aye.” The dwarven God of me, or the me Immortal as he was called in Lorek, agreed. “We can seek help from the Citadel, but I think we’re in agreement that we have not fallen to that degree just yet.” His eyes roamed around the room, receiving nods of acknowledgement.


    <span style="font-weight:400">There was naturally going to be a downside to a world having such a drastically different flow of time from the rest of the world alliance, not to mention the difference in the metaphysicalws themselves. Assistance that could be readily provided on one side could scarcely be provided for the other, forcing individuals to create their own system to fend for themselves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was how this very council had been created over one hundred years ago. Though, to other worlds, that was an event from merely two years prior. Even still, the cultivation worlds of Lorek and Spica did grow at a remarkably slower pace than any other, with it taking centuries of training for new talented figures to rise to prominence.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, then what are we going to do?” A Sword Immortal asked, her eyes closed as she leaned back against her chair. “We can’t ask outsiders for help, we don’t have the Array Immortal, and we can clearly not settle this matter on our own.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let’s face it, we’re not stuck trudging through things with trial and error anymore.” A Spican representative spoke, his elven features furrowed. “We all know the path of cultivation, and most of us have established small sects to pass down our inheritance. Give it another century or two, and all of those sects will be able to produce their own immortals. But those beasts out there won’t wait that long. Right now, we need to figure out a method to repel them before it is toote.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Sword Immortal shook her head, a bitter smile on her face. “You’re not entirely right, Ss. They will wait, they’ll wait until we get a few more immortals among our ranks. At that point, the highest ranked star beasts will begin to descend all at once.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Those within the room turned to look at the Sword Immortal in confusion, prompting her to open her nk white eyes. “Did all of you think that the energies within our atmospheres are unlimited? They maye from every star in the sky, but we only receive an infinitesimally small fraction of their power. Every cultivator we groom uses some of that power in order to grow.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“To the star beasts outside of our world, our world is a buffet waiting for them. Some are content to feast on the energy remaining in the atmosphere, while others are blocked by it from descending and devouring our people. Once that energy is gone, both types of beasts will no longer have any reason to abstain from attacking us.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you suggesting, Mora?” The me immortal turned to look at the ursa who had spoken, raising his brow. “You can’t be suggesting that we stop cultivating our youths.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course not.” She chuckled bitterly. “Even if we did, the star beasts across the world would continue to grow. It seems as if we are stuck between the jaws of a beast, are we not? Yet, there is still a way for us to escape this dilemma.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">epting the protracted silence as a sign to continue, her lips tugged upwards. “Each and every one of you possesses your own universe within your inner sky. This universe has been birthed by the world itself, attuned with thews you have mastered. Who among you is willing to use your own light as fuel for the next generation?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Gasps rang throughout the room, some people jumping to their seats. The stars within one’s inner sky was sacred, containing not only their insights into the profoundws, but also the very essence of their energy. To share those with the world would directly result in weakening themselves.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Feeling the incredulous gazes of those around her, Mora let out a deepugh. “That’s what I thought. All of you are so concerned with your own standing that you will promote the future generation in name, but not truly risk your all to see it through.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ye’ll want ta watch yer words carefully, Mora.” The me Immortal grit his teeth, his dwarven ent slipping through in his race. “Not a soul here hasn’t put their life on the line ta protect their home, yerself included.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Have I touched a nerve, Sparky?” Mora asked with a knowing smile. “Tell me that I am wrong. That any of you would directly bestow others with your stars to use as their cultivation resources.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And what about you?” A representative of Spica questioned pointedly, staring straight at Mora. “I suppose it would only be a small matter for you to lead by example?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Obviously. In fact, I have already done so.” Her calm words drew another series of gasps from the group. “All of you must be familiar with the system of Subordinate Deities. Aside from our own world, it is something that every system uses. Is it not because of this very distinction in how we ascend, and our options in doing so, that we have taken to calling ourselves Immortals instead of Gods?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’re ye gettin’ at,ss.” The me Immortal prompted, his hair starting to burn brighter. “We all know that ye can’t just give a star ta someone. It’s been tried, with rather explosive results.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mora nodded her head. “There are two reasons why it failed in the past. For the first round of trials, before the age of immortals, those who bequeathed a star upon another had yet toplete their inner universe. Their stars were unstable without their direct presence, and would shatter when brought away from their bodies without special powers.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Later, this was tried again, when an Earth Immortal wanted to help his friend cultivate. His friend was following the path of Kings, a rather strenuous path, and thus their progress was slower than normal. However, this process failed because the two had ipatiblews.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have given thirteen of my own stars to my personal disciples, all of whom cultivate the same path of Swords that I havepleted. They no longer want for the energy of the atmosphere, as they harness the power for their cultivation directly from the star that I have given. Not only does this stop the atmospheric energy from depleting, it also allows them to harness a more pure form of energy, increasing their cultivation speed.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thirteen… Mora, you’re mad to have tested that on your own.” Another of the immortals said in shock. While each of their universes contained billions of stars, each one represented a permanent loss of power. At the same time, a failed test meant that loss would be wasted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sometimes, the world needs more mad people. It’s my theory that those students of mine will be my own Subordinate Deities when the moment of their evolutiones. The stars I have nted within their inner sky will merge with their universe, and tie their power to my own. When that happens, not only will my efforts have paid off, but I will even receive a substantial increase in power.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In theory.” That same representative reminded her. “Besides, how are you even sure that the atmospheric energy is the cause of the star beasts bing more and more active? Isn’t this all just more conjecture?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mora gave a small smile at that. “Actually, that’s the one part of this whole thing that I am sure of, without any shadows of doubt. Such an event has reportedly already happened before in the history of Lorek.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The me Immortal looked over at Mora in shock and realization. “The Starfall…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mora nodded her head, though most of the gathered representatives looked confused. “In the ancient ruins of our world, scattered remnants of history can be seen. These remnants are from a long-forgotten civilization far more developed than our own. One where Supreme Immortals like us ruled the sea and sky alike.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And yet, they were destroyed, brought to ruin by a single, cataclysmic event known as the Starfall. So far, six different ruins that we have discovered referenced this event, including one as recent as six years ago under the direct supervision of my sect. If we piece together the context of these references, the picture is rather clear.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In ancient times, people cultivated far and wide, using the energy in the atmosphere as rapidly as it could be made avable. They sculpted arrays to increase the efficiency, ensuring that not a single drop went to waste. However, because of this, they eventually became the source of their own downfall. Massive beasts emerged from the sky, descending on these sects and ns, ravaging them with the powers of the stars.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If we do not take up this method of mine, which I have taken to calling the Star Legacy, we will simply be following in the footsteps of these ancient people.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m sorry, what.” I blinked, hearing what was discussed in the meeting. “There wasn’t anything like that in the world’s actual history, right?” Looking around, neither Leowynn, Aurivy, Keliope, or alia could answer my question.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Betcha I know who has the answer.” Keliope said with a small grin, ncing towards the hallway. Letting out a small sigh, I focused inwardly.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">Tubrock? Got a Lorek question for you.</i>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">Aye? What’s the matter,d?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> His response was prompt, though somewhat distracted.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">What’s the meaning of the Starfall event that you left behind in those ruins you made?</i><span style="font-weight:400"> As each ruin was handcrafted by Tubrock himself, there was no way that he wouldn’t know what it was.


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">Starfall? Aye! It was just a cautionary tale ta scare the folks and stop them from tryin’ ta fly too close to the sun. Some mysterious event that wiped out the world, with just enough detail ta make sure nobody tried ta hog all the power for themselves.</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I raised an eyebrow at Tubrock’s description. <i><span style="font-weight:400">They’re currently taking it to mean that if they use too much of the world’s atmospheric energy, star beasts are going to descend and destroy them.</i>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">...Bollocks.</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He cursed. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Well, I mean, they’re not wrong, but bollocks anyways. Lorek’s got a couple of those primordial artifacts buried in it, and Spica’s been broadcastin’ their position ‘cross the gxy ever since they learned how ta reach space through the energy field. ‘Course they’re goin’ ta attract monsters.</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head, sure that I had just heard wrong. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Lorek has primordial artifacts buried in it?</i>


    <i><span style="font-weight:400">Aye, ones holdin’ the domains of Lightnin’ and Frost,st I checked. First should be ‘neat a big mountain in the southwest hemisphere, surrounded by a constant storm, while the other is ‘round the north pole somewhere. Found ‘em when I was makin’ my runs and settin’ up the ruins.</i>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I let out a faint sigh, bringing my palms up to p my forehead. <i><span style="font-weight:400">Next time… let me know about stuff like that when you find it, please...</i>
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