Chapter 399 -399-A Legacy Faction, Triumph Academy
Chapter 399: Chapter399-A Legacy Faction, Triumph Academy
"Ten million quasi-Sages... that goal isn’t nearly as unattainable as it sounds."
Daniel possessed an enormous reserve of contribution points, which meant he also held limitless possibilities in his hands.
He could simply exchange them for special trial artifacts like the [Phantom Emporium], continuously generating the exact training opponents the players currently needed.
He first exchanged his points for one hundred quasi-Divine-grade Trial Grounds. After that, he purchased vast quantities of Sage-rank Templates, treasures, crafting materials, and Sacred Arts.
Entry-level Divine-grade treasures were perfectly suited for Supreme-grade players, while the burden imposed by those Sacred Arts remained within what they could withstand.
Daniel wasn’t intentionally restricting the players’ growth.
It was simply that higher-tier Sacred Arts were far beyond what the current player base could possibly master.
Steady, gradual progress was the wiser path.
His several hundred billion contribution points dwindled rapidly until only around one hundred billion remained. Only then did Daniel finally stop.
This journey to the Golden Holy Mountain had yielded tremendous rewards for every member of their group.
Both James and Mosi had successfully become official members, enjoying benefits that were worlds apart from what they had received before.
As for Daniel, he had obtained a privilege unprecedented in the entire history of the Golden Holy Mountain.
Just then, James and Mosi walked over with cheerful smiles.
Having only recently completed their promotion, both of them were in exceptionally good spirits.
"I heard Boss Faustus has built quite an empire in the Visca Galaxy."
James raised an eyebrow.
"Aren’t you planning to take us there so we can see it for ourselves?"
Mosi nodded.
"I’m in."
Looking at their eager expressions, Daniel couldn’t help but smile.
"If you’re both interested, then let’s head there together."
...
Deep within the Visca Galaxy.
The Aerial Realm floated quietly at the heart of the surrounding starfield.
After years of continuous nourishment and cultivation, the world had officially advanced into a Large Life World.
Its vast lands were now capable of supporting even beings above the peak of the Divine-grade.
Meanwhile, both Earth and Aetheria had successfully advanced into Medium Life Worlds.
Throughout all these years, Daniel’s puppet avatar had never stopped nurturing these three core worlds.
The trunk of the World Tree remained deeply rooted within the soil of the Aerial Realm.
Through its countless branches and roots, Daniel continuously extended its life force toward Earth and Aetheria, gradually elevating both worlds to ever higher levels.
Meanwhile, his true body possessed an endless supply of contribution points, ensuring that the Holy Relics and materials required to upgrade the World Tree had never once run short.
As a result, the Aerial Realm had rapidly ascended into the ranks of Large Life Worlds.
However, for the sake of Earth’s and Aetheria’s safety, Daniel had no intention of upgrading either world into a Large Life World before he himself reached the Oracle-grade.
A Medium Life World was already more than sufficient for their inhabitants to continue growing.
Daniel and his companions descended onto the land of the Aerial Realm.
As James and Mosi sensed the world’s vibrant vitality and unfamiliar atmosphere, they couldn’t help feeling somewhat surprised.
They had visited worlds thousands of times more magnificent than the Aerial Realm.
Yet the Arcane Machinery flourishing throughout this world was something neither of them had ever encountered before.
Even more importantly...
They could clearly feel that this world was rising with unstoppable momentum, overflowing with vitality and hope.
Daniel turned toward them.
"I intend to establish a legacy faction."
His voice was calm and resolute.
"Are you willing to help me?"
"A legacy faction?"
James’ eyes lit up.
That wasn’t some makeshift organization created by hanging up a fancy signboard.
It was a true institution dedicated to preserving knowledge and passing down a legacy from one generation to the next.
"Of course."
Mosi’s answer remained as concise as ever.
"I’d be honored."
James spread his hands with a grin.
"Who knows? Maybe I’ll even get to be your second-in-command."
"Haha..."
Daniel nodded slightly.
This idea had been brewing in his mind for a very long time.
In fact...
This was merely the opening move of an even greater plan.
"I’m not originally from the human race of Aetheria."
He spoke slowly.
"I come from Earth."
"My true homeland."
"The place where my entire journey began."
"My goal is to restore the honor of Earth’s human race and establish a human faction that truly belongs to our homeworld."
He paused.
"But I haven’t reached the Oracle-grade yet."
"Announcing ourselves to the entire universe now would carry far too much risk."
"So first, I’ll establish a legacy faction."
"Once I become an Oracle-grade..."
"I’ll officially raise Earth’s banner before the countless races of the cosmos."
Within the Endless Starsea, strength had always been the only authority that mattered.
Even an Oracle-grade rarely dared establish an independent faction casually.
In the eyes of the Great Oracle-grades and the Eternal Sages...
What was a mere Oracle-grade?
As for Daniel...
He hadn’t even crossed that threshold yet.
However, founding a legacy faction was already well within his capabilities.
His voice spread outward, passing through the clouds and sweeping across every corner of the Visca Galaxy.
"Hear my proclamation, all beings across the countless worlds!"
"I, Faustus, shall preserve the light of Earth’s human race and hereby establish the Triumph Academy!"
"Any powerhouse under my rule who reaches the Supreme-grade shall be eligible to join the Academy!"
His voice echoed into every ear.
It swept across countless citizens who were hunting monsters, leveling up, forging equipment, or simply chatting with friends.
...
Inside a bustling city.
A tavern glowed warmly beneath dim lantern light.
Several men sat around a round table, casually drinking as they chatted about equipment upgrades and the latest dungeon runs.
Their conversation was at its liveliest when—
A voice suddenly descended from the heavens without the slightest warning.
"Hear my proclamation, all beings across the countless worlds!"
"I, Faustus, shall preserve the light of Earth’s human race and hereby establish the Triumph Academy!"
"Any powerhouse under my command who reaches the Supreme-grade may join the Academy and work together to strengthen Earth’s human race!"
In that instant...
Every laugh, every conversation, every sound inside the tavern vanished.
The men stared blankly at one another.
Shock.
Confusion.
Then overwhelming excitement.
Crash!
A wine glass slipped from someone’s hand and shattered across the floor.
"Boss Faustus is founding another faction?!"
"Supreme-grade?! We all qualify!"
"A legacy faction dedicated to Earth’s civilization? Then there’s no way we’re missing this!"
"Holy shit! If we miss an opportunity like this, we’ll probably have to wait until our next life!"
"...Come on! Let’s go see what’s happening!"
Before anyone finished speaking, the once-crowded tavern emptied within only a few breaths.
The tavern door continued swinging back and forth.
The food on the tables was still steaming.
Yet every single customer had already rushed toward the Aerial Realm.
...
At the very same moment.
Players from every world throughout the Visca Galaxy began converging from all directions.
Without exception, everyone abandoned whatever they had been doing and headed straight for the Aerial Realm.
"Damn! Back when Stellar first launched, I missed my chance to join Boss Faustus’ guild and lost out on so many opportunities. Nobody’s stopping me this time!"
"A legacy faction for the entire human race of Earth..."
"That’s one hell of an ambitious plan."
"I’m getting into the Triumph Academy no matter what!"
Among the endless streams of people were countless native inhabitants as well.
Many veteran experts from Carodion had also come.
As members of the human race, they naturally qualified to enter the Academy.
From the very beginning, Daniel had never intended to exclude the native inhabitants.
Their population was unimaginably vast.
More importantly...
They shared the same ancestry.
And in the future, once Earth’s human race truly rose to prominence...
Daniel intended to bring not only them—
But perhaps the entire human race of the Myriad-Star Cosmos beneath the same banner.