Chapter 1102
One would think that Devon, as an Enrichment cultivator, would be suited to answer general cultivation questions and they would be right- except on a certain topic. That specific topic was of great interest to those they had captured, given that it was the goal of most cultivators in the lower realms- or at least, it once had been.
That aspect was of course Ascension. And while Devon knew quite a bit about it, he had no personal experience. Nor did anyone who was able to personally speak with them- but that didn’t mean there was no information available. In fact, there was quite a large quantity of information available from ascended individuals regarding common questions people had. That was one reason the Lower Realms Alliance had a constant flow from the lower realms to the upper realms- previously, there hadn’t been much experience worth sharing since most of it came from those who failed to reach the next step. Of course, planets having cultivation knowledge reset every cycle hadn’t helped.
Teaching enemies to cultivate, especially to cross one of the great thresholds, was not really the norm, even for the Alliance. Teaching former enemies? Absolutely. But nobody could say that these captive individuals weren’t still currently their enemies.
But even so, that sliver of their goals aligned. They wanted to ascend, and the Alliance needed them to do that to cause damage. Of course, not everyone would want to ascend if it was followed by nearly assured death, but each person rationalized it differently. Some doubtless hoped that they would reincarnate, keeping some portion of memories or even a vague impression on their soul. Others imagined that what the Alliance was trying to do was impossible, or that they could overcome it.
They weren’t precisely willing participants in sabotaging their own sects… but there was a certain level of deep resonance that Devon could accept the way things were being done. He had returned to the frontlines with Aerona, focusing not so much on stamping out the last bits of resistance but instead reaching a particular goal. Their victory in the lower realms was inevitable- especially with the growth of new Enrichment cultivators.
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The western war was nearing completion, while the eastern war was practically wrapping up. It seemed the old factions from the upper realms truly couldn’t comprehend their strength, or they would never have provoked them again. Any weapons they brought could be dismantled… and if they thought the lower realms would be afraid of void ants, they had another thing coming. They tried to deploy them like feral animals, but they were allies. Tiny and admittedly a bit unusual allies, but steadfast. They’d been around almost as long as any humans, and a stable part of Ceretos before the Alliance was formed.
With conflict after conflict, they were just looking for a moment of rest. But the moment for that was not just yet… at least for the combined Alliance.
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