Chapter 661: The Hall Master
All the members of Dragon Abyss Tower followed Li Pin's instructions and collected information on how the rules of the Heavenly Prison World operated differently from the outside world.
As for Li Pin, he and Yun Lai, who had been promoted to be the fourth Vice Hall Master, went to another courtyard.
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"I originally thought that taking control of Dragon Abyss Tower would be troublesome," remarked Li Pin. "I thought that even if I eventually became the Hall Master, half of the people would leave. I was even prepared for the Dragon Abyss Tower to disband if things went too badly. I never expected this."
"It's different," Yun Lai replied. "The third level's certificate of completion that you presented aside, even if you only showed your second phase certificate, it would still be enough to change everyone's mindset. After all, everyone has realized the cruelty of the Heavenly Prison World after spending ten stellar years here."
He glanced at Li Pin. "The Gale Street I showed you before is just the tip of the iceberg of Heavenly Prison World's cruelty. Too many people have abandoned their pride after losing their status as successors. They feared that they would fall to the level of mere sustenance providers. Among them were once outstanding talents in fields beyond cultivation.
"When others witness more instances of such people, the sharp edges of even the most brilliant geniuses get worn down, making them more likely to accept the harsh reality of the Heavenly Prison World."
Li Pin nodded as he listened. The Heavenly Prison World was, after all, not a place in the universe. If this was the outside world, a genius would hold onto their pride even if they encountered a more outstanding individual. They would refuse to admit defeat. At worst, they could escape to another Star Domain. If they could not afford to provoke someone, they could at least avoid them, and no one could do anything about it.
However, in the Heavenly Prison World, hiding wasn't an option. If they didn't advance, they would regress. Once they lost their status as a successor and fell into the Silver Land, they would have to struggle daily just to survive.
A prodigy who was exiled beyond the Silver Land would find their wisdom, intuition, gift, and fortune drained away in the span of eight to ten years, regressing to a peerless genius.
And it didn't stop there. A peerless genius would continue to degrade into a mere genius, and a genius would eventually fall to the level of an ordinary person. Until, like the countless expendable masses, they would be completely consumed in a daze, never knowing in which forgotten corner they would meet their end.
Even if such fates were recorded in historical texts, they would be nothing more than a few fleeting words.