Primordial Chaos Dragon Tower: Harem System - Chapter 810: Getting Ready [Bonus]

Chapter 810: Getting Ready [Bonus]

“Looks like you guys have made a lot of progress since the last time I saw you,” Kent said, looking at the eight Half-Elves and a few others who were in the Flame Tower with them.

They seemed happy and proud of their achievements.

“It’s all thanks to Uncle Drake,” Princess Elowen said, her smile blooming. “He helped us understand quite a lot. We even managed to push our mastery of some of our flame techniques to the Intermediate stage.”

Kent looked at Uncle Drake and smiled.

He started to see that the dragon before him was more than he appeared to be. There was more to him.

“Since he has indeed managed to help you, none of you should fail the entrance exams. You all must enter the sect and dominate.” They nodded, and Kent chose to have some words with Uncle Drake.

They moved away, and after walking for a few seconds, Kent asked the question he had been aiming to ask from the moment he arrived.

“Did anything interesting happen while I was gone?”

Uncle Drake just smirked and shrugged. “Some idiots from the Sea Race came trying to seize the pill during the auction. I killed six and sent their parts away with the seventh.”

“Oh. I suppose they didn’t get the memo, so they tried to act tough.”

“I suppose. They claimed that a guy named Leviathan wanted the pill. I’m sure any day now he will come, or he might send some more goons over.”

“What do you plan on doing?”

“Kill them all. I don’t have much going on, so I might as well use them to train. I only hope they don’t disappoint me.”

Kent laughed.

‘I suppose that’s how it feels when your strength exceeds the world you’re in. I guess after that Leviathan guy comes and he takes care of him, I will send him to Fedora to see if he can grow much more before I ascend.’

“Just don’t kill too many of them. If anything, offer them an option to become your subordinates. If they reject, just kill a few and let the rest go.

Also, if the Leviathan guy comes, thrash him but don’t kill him. I own the Leviathans, so killing their descendants—even if one is as arrogant as this—isn’t something I plan on doing.”

“I can do that.”

Kent nodded and went on to talk to Uncle Drake for a few minutes before parting ways.

He went to see the king and queen, who were in a meeting with a few representatives from the Elven Kingdom and the Earth Dragon Kingdom.

He allowed them to end their conversation, and after they left, he started his meeting with them. They told him all that had happened after he left.

Most, of course, he was already aware of, for he had seen the messages and the changes in his Soul Universe. After they had ensured everything was said, Kent also shared his plans for their future.

“I will send someone here in the next few months to begin building a unique Ascension Platform. It will link to a high world called Fedora, home to beasts.

In the future, I will add more worlds to it. However, for now, it will have only one world, and the good part is that you can go and come back, provided you have the Spirit Stones to return.

As for those who can use it, I will leave that to you to figure out. That said, you should also visit all the races you are allied with and select twelve capable people.

I will leave a special package with Uncle Drake. He will help with their training.

Aside from that, if you can gather the resources on this list, in the future, Uncle Drake wouldn’t even be required to protect you or any of your allies from danger.”

Kent went on, making sure they all had what they needed before he left. They were supplying him with what he needed every single second, so he might as well ensure they also had what they needed to keep growing.

After everything was said and done, Kent joined the rest of his peers. Of course, speaking of peers, they were much older than he, but they all looked the same, so they were his peers in looks.

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[Supreme Immortal Sect – Outer Area – Grand Hall]

Supreme Elder Jian, the highest authority in the outer area of the sect, sat in his chair, looking at Elder Lance, whose expression alternated between happiness and fear.

He was angry.

It had been a few days since Elder Lance dropped the bomb on them, and since then, things had never been the same.

As elders of the sect, they were obligated to seek out talented and promising disciples and send them to the Inner Area for proper grooming.

They had been doing their work quite well for the past thousand years. However, this time around, they were in a bind, for they didn’t know what to do.

Corruption was pervasive, and although it was uncommon for such a prestigious sect to have corrupt individuals, all six senior elders in the outer area of the sect were rotten to the core.

This was why, instead of giving Sonox the quota they deserved every three years, they lied to the higher-ups that the place was filled with trash and, in return, sold half the slots that belonged to Sonox to the other worlds.

However, things were different now.

Elder Lance provided them with evidence showing the talent he had discovered in the world they called trash, and as such, they didn’t know how the higher-ups would behave if they found out these talents had been hidden all this time.

The reason they weren’t discovered was that Sonox was given only 100 slots, depriving them of the chance to send more people to the sect.

This was why they had to fix that, and they had the best leverage.

“Listen, you lowlife,” Elder Aster, the beautiful Dark Elf, said, pointing at Elder Lance.

“You are the strongest in your world, and it’s because of that the Slime Race couldn’t lay a finger on your people. So, listen to what we tell you, and it will remain that way.

All you have to do is veer off course by a fraction when moving through the humming void. The rest will take care of itself. When at a critical junction, use the teleportation talisman to get back here, and we will handle the aftermath.

Do I make myself clear?”

Elder Lance didn’t respond.

“I will take that as a yes. Now, get moving. Use the teleportation formation when going. It will cut the trip short.”

Elder Lance left the hall, clenching his fist. He didn’t know he would find himself in this situation, where he would be asked to choose between his race and a group of geniuses he knew would uphold the good name of the sect.

Unlike the senior elders, he held the goodwill of the sect at heart. This was why he didn’t want to doom a group of geniuses by doing what he was asked to do.

But he couldn’t bring harm to his people, either.

‘What should I do?’

His mind started to hum, looking for answers as he made his way to the teleportation formation to pick up Kent and the others from Sonox.

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