Chapter 221: A Third Option
In preparation for the big reveal of an important sect secret, Benton paused to figure out how best to tell the council in a way that sounded believable. Well, he paused partly for that reason but mostly for dramatic effect.
The problem was that cultivators were hard to kill, and the higher one ascended, the truer that principle became. Even a Qi Gathering cultivator in the middle of the realm would be difficult for a mortal to defeat and reaching Foundation Establishment increased strength, speed, toughness, and any other attribute one could think of beyond human maximums. Way beyond.
By the time one reached Golden Core, one become practically indestructible from anything besides incredible force. If one were to go to Earth, the cultivator could stand up to the mightiest weapons the US military could muster short of nuclear missiles. And for all Benton knew, one might even be able to withstand even that amount of force if their qi shield was strong enough.
But Benton wasn’t really worried about Golden Cores. Given enough resources, any average formation expert could craft arrays to defend against and even defeat a Golden Core cultivator.
No, his enemies were Nascent Souls.
Those cultivators were tougher, stronger, and faster than Golden Cores by an order of magnitude. Their aura provided such an incredible suppressive power that it would dampen even a nuclear blast. A lesser cultivator managing to kill one fell outside the area of what was achievable barring extreme and once-in-multiple-millenniums-rare type situations.
There was no easy way to tell the council the truth in a way that made it sound reasonable, so he decided it was best to simply rip off the Band Aid. They’d either believe him or they wouldn’t.
“The two towers that I will build, attacking in tandem and combined with a trap formation, can kill a Nascent Soul cultivator,” Benton said.
The council members that possessed the most knowledge of high realmed cultivators, Guang Yin and Kang Lin, looked doubtful. Older members, like the mayor, Pan Xiaolian, and Xiang Da, seemed surprised. The other youngsters, on the other hand, took his word as a matter of course.
Benton didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the faith the kids had in him. If he told them he was planning on bringing one of the moons down to the surface, they’d not only believe him, but they’d not think it was any big deal.
“You can build such a thing, Master?” Kang Lin said.
There was no way that Benton could have come up with a formation that was powerful enough. Nascent Souls were simply too tough, and their auras worked on devices as easily as they did on opponents. If he had a schematic, however, his expertise with formations was more than up to inscribing the most complicated and difficult arrays imaginable.