Chapter 1446 - Coarse Silver (2) (1/2)

The Flaming Lily Sect disciples soon dispersed. They didn't make any promises, nor did Dyon force them to.

In reality, Dyon had only said these words for the sake of building a foundation in the Flaming Lily Sect. He was confident that even if he was alone, God Goldeen's life was as good as his. That didn't mean that it would be easy, but it also didn't mean that he needed the help of others.

All he knew was that the culture of the Flaming Lily Sect had to change. He had grown up in the mortal world and he had come to understand how those with smaller fists could come into powerful positions of authority. All throughout human history, the strongest warrior wasn't always the best leader. Of course, when their history was more infantile and their cultures were more barbaric, this was the case. But as they evolved and their society's m.a.t.u.r.ed, what humans looked for in rulers changed as well.

In the martial world, however, it still seemed that the biggest fist ruled over all. But, Dyon believed that this innate need for a worthy leader hadn't entirely disappeared. He understood that if he wanted to build an empire, what he needed wasn't just a strong fist, but also a strong foundation of culture.

For now, he had allowed the Soul Rend Universe to grow organically, slowly instilling the idea that hard work resulted in more benefits. But, he knew that he had yet to go far enough.

Firstly, the people of Soul Rend Universe hardly knew who their leader was. They had heard of his name in passing, they understood his power, but they didn't know him. Secondly, could Dyon really guarantee the kind of culture that was currently being brewed? The answer was no… He wanted his people to have pride in him and their lands, but he wanted this to be for the right reasons.

As time past, Dyon thought more and more about these kinds of things. Building something so large was complicated, but he had to take it step by step.

”You guys go off too. This is good training for you all. But, unlike those disciples, I won't be monitoring your four. Do you understand what that mean?” Dyon's eyes flashed with seriousness as he looked at his beast companions.

Although the four of them had grown powerful, they had little to no battle experience. Since they too understood this, they nodded.

”Good. Stay together. Watch each other's backs. Learn what it means to fight as one.” Dyon began to list off what he expected of them. ”I won't be providing you four with any food, you must find it yourselves. Also, don't come and find me until at least one year later. Understood?”

The four beasts pouted, but nodded in the end. This task was far more difficult than Dyon was making it out to be.

”None of that.” Dyon waved his hands, patting their small heads. ”You all have high potential for body refinement as beasts. There is no better environment to take that step than here. If you all want to remove the shackles that are holding you down, this is your opportunity. Do your best!”

Dyon watched as the four toddlers disappeared into the surrounding forest, a stern expression on his face. In the end, his thoughts were interrupted by Madeleine's giggle.