Chapter 1412: Big Arrangement.

He nodded and said confidently, "Yes, it can work."

"My brothers and I have been working on something called the Power Packs cultivation system. I’m thinking we can fuse the two incomplete systems to make up for their weaknesses and create something better."

Hearing this, Tepid Scholar’s eyes lit up, and he said, "What is this Power Pack cultivation system? The fact that you already have a name for it makes me eager to hear more. I’m tingling all over already."

Wandering Thief smiled and replied, "Its main problem is that it doesn’t provide any advantage over the current cultivation system, and it can’t extract lifespan from mortals. So if we fuse it with what Sword Maestro has and improve it further, we might have something viable on our hands.

"Let me start from the start. The Power Pack cultivation system is a series of Core Metacs strung together from Rank 1 to Rank 8. They were built to encapsulate each other like an egg until Rank 8. Then five to eight of them can be fused into a Supreme Metac."

"Let me show you a picture. Here. See this," he said, as he projected three-dimensional images of the power packs to them.

He produced eight images, each of a different size. The smallest was a hollow sphere that would wrap around the Energy Well and fuse with its walls.

From there came larger versions designed to encapsulate the smaller one. The bigger they got, the more powerful the cultivation rank became.

The Dao Lords spent an exorbitant amount of time discussing it. As usual, condescension quickly invaded the discussion. Like an army burning a field, condescension set off a spark of emotions that incited anger and dissatisfaction.

Once anger got involved, the discussion quickly became an argument. Then they began calling each other names and abusing each other.

One Dao Lord in particular kept calling the other Dao Lords incompetent half-breeds who could only come up with shitty ideas. Then another Dao Lord called the previous one the half-breed rejected by the dragon race.

The situation quickly escalated once the dragon race was brought into the matter. Many Dao Lords had strong opinions about the dragon race and wouldn’t stand for any support for the venomous, poisonous, mountain-sized lizards.

It got so intense that Sword Maestro eventually snapped and said what he had been keeping within all along, "You senile old shrew. What do you know about blood as the carrier of life?"

"Are you a Lord of the Killing Pathway? No? Then shut the fuck up before you embarrass yourself even further."

The person he was berating also called out, "Are you a master of the ancient cultivation system? When I was researching the ancient cultivation system, the fool who would impregnate your sow of a mother was still in the testicles of his inbred father."

Eventually, Wandering Thief had to step in to cool the atmosphere and said, "Alright. That’s enough for now. We will pick it up later."

"Clearly, you all have strong opinions about how cultivation systems work and have a lot to say about those opinions. But we still have a matter to finish before we can digress into how a Dao Lord with fewer than five pathways is a retard."

Hearing this, Black Chain generously decided to explain and said, "You see, having many pathways is having different perspectives of the world. To have less is to have limited outlook and reasoning capabilities."

"Mortals say that two good heads are better than one. But for a Dao Lord, I maintain they must have at least five good heads before they’re considered barely intelligent and their opinions worthy of consideration. Beyond that, I think..."

"Please stop. Just stop," Wandering Thief said, interrupting him.

In response, Black Chain muttered, "Why do I even bother? Bloody half-breed retards, all of them."

Wandering Thief ignored the insult and said, "So we’re still on the matter of secrets. Who here has a secret they don’t want Ragnarok to know and that can be used against us?"

This time, there was no uncomfortable silence and no staring at each other to see who would expose themselves first. Someone practically jumped out to say something.

"I have a secret," Black Chain said before Wandering Thief finished speaking.

Upon seeing this, Wandering Thief’s face fell, and he said, "What is it? I hope this isn’t about how you secretly think we’re all retards and that we’re lucky to have you."

"It would be a waste of time because that’s not a secret. We all know you’re thinking it."

Scoffing, Black Chain said, "There is that, but no. That’s not my secret."

"In fact, I’m offended that you think it is my secret. A secret is something I don’t want anyone to know. I think I’ve been incredibly vocal about what I think of you lot, so why would I be ashamed or afraid to let you know that you’re all retards?"

"Just say what you want to say," Martial Will said, groaning.

"All of this talking is tiring me out. If we’re going to argue, we should do it somewhere we can argue with our fists."

"There goes another example of what I mean," Black Chain said, sneering and pointing at Martial Will.

Then he said, "Anyway, here is my secret. And unlike the small claims the two previous ones made, this one is big."

"It is a very big arrangement with an even bigger impact, befitting someone like me. And I’m not ashamed of it. In fact, I’m proud of the plan I have to wipe out all of life from the Sea of Worlds."

"This is bad. This is very bad," Wandering Thief kept muttering.

When Black Chain heard Wandering Thief, he said, "Thank you for the compliment."

"At least you see the value of my plan. Maybe I was harsh on you earlier when i described your mother. Maybe your mother wasn’t a slut, and your father a cock-brained idiot with a single neuron firing in his largely empty skull."

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