Life After Prison

Severin’s talents defied logic, and the abundant resources supplied by the Grandiuno Sect would allow him to ascend to supreme paragon in less than a decade. Such a prospect was a hard pill to swallow for Jason. The Grandiuno Sect had always been dominant among Southsky’s four major sects, especially as Oskar-an eighth -grade royal paragon-had always kept the Deifirm Sect in check.

Should Severin become a supreme paragon, then the Deifirm Sect would soon witness an irreversible decline.

The sects’ rankings in Southsky were directly correlated with their share of the region’s resources. The higher a sect’s standing, the greater its resource allocation–which in turn enabled them to nurture stronger disciples. The competitiveness maintained a certain harmony among the four major sects for centuries, but Severin’s sudden emergence threatened to disrupt that delicate balance. Jason was deeply unsettled, as he had already grown accustomed to the established order.

After much contemplation, Jason gazed up at Clarkin and said in a solemn voice. “How do you propose we cooperate?”

Clarkin’s grin widened upon hearing that. He knew that Jason would never embark on an unfavorable venture, so he had had come prepared. Clarkin articulated, “By overthrowing the Grandiuno Sect!”

Jason rose abruptly from his chair, with his expression turning grim. “You’re overestimating the capabilities of the Deifirm Sect!”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

If overthrowing Grandiuno Sect were at all feasible, he would have done so long before.

The Grandiuno Sect was founded upon clashes between the four major sects in Southsky, all of which had competed fiercely for resources. The Grandiuno Sacred Land in Midland and the strong leaders who waged battles for millennia were what led the Grandiuno Sect to secure its current position of dominance.

Toppling them would not be easy.

Faced with Jason’s skepticism, Clarkin shook his head and clarified, “I would beg to differ. The Grandiuno Sacred Land’s support does not render the Grandiuno Sect invincible. One of my ancestors had discovered the remains of a prodigy from the Wicked Tribe in Lasbonrket while exploring the Fierce Beast Mountain. That person mastered the Chaotic Evil Practitioner’s Arm over ten thousand years ago. I sought the assistance of one of my elders to obtain the magic hand for Sian, but Severin must have got to it already.”

Pausing for effect, Clarkin continued, “When the Starry Sky Battlespace become accessible, the Wicked Tribe’s prodigies from Lasbonrket are sure to participate. We could just inform them about this. Rumor has it that the strongest lost art they had aligns perfectly with what they had lost so many thousands of years ago.”

Jason raised an eyebrow in response and asked with intrigue, “Do you swear that your account of what happened as the Fierce Beast Mountain is accurate?”

Clarkin affirmed with an emphatic nod. “Absolutely!”

Jason gasped at the ingenious tactic. The Wicked Tribe in Lasbonrket held a prominent place among the evil practitioners’ two major scared sites. Their crucial lost art, however, had vanished for millennia, which prevented their disciples from learning the genuine Chaotic Devil Body.

Thousands of years ago, the Wicked Tribe sent dispatched one of their prodigies to Southsky with the purpose of establishing a subordinate sect. However, the collective efforts of Midland’s major sacred lands led to the disappearance of that prodigy along with the revered Wicked Chant. If Clarkin’s account held true, then the Wicked Tribe in Lasbonrket would undoubtedly express interest in Severin and might even dispatch one of their royal paragons to investigate!