Reaper of the Martial World

Book 8: Chapter 171: Results (3)

Dyon didn’t know where the time went for the rest of the day, but he had suddenly gone from reeling in researchers and believing Mia and Bella were dead, to those very same supposedly “dead” little girls running around in adorable black dresses with Little Aiden and Junior.

How Dyon had not had a single child, yet suddenly become the father of so many?… He had no idea. Life worked like that sometimes.

After this event, Dyon immediately went to speak with his grand teacher. Of course, Dyon had tried to ask the old man about Mia and Bella before, but he had no answer. This was one of the main things that made Dyon lose hope. But, he thought that maybe he would know something now.

~Hours ago

“I see…” Abraxus.

“What is it?”

“Well, I should have probably guessed that this would happen eventually, especially with the Ancient Battlefield about to descend on your Plane.”

“When you say it like that… Does the Immortal Plane have an Ancient Battlefield too?”

“Of course it does. But, our Ancient Battlefield is… Let’s say less important than yours is. In reality, the stakes are the same, but it’s rarer for the true purpose of the battlefield to come to the forefront on the Immortal Plane.”

“But how are the two related?” Dyon asked.

“There are certain things that the universe cannot do without, it’s obvious that the representation of Death is one of those things. The Heavens have been thrown too far out of balance, so right now, it’s trying to overcompensate.”

“But… The Mortal Plane is about to collapse. Why would the Heavens create two new Dark Phoenixes instead of Ice Phoenixes? Wouldn’t creating life be more appropriate now than creating death?”

“Like I said, there is a heavy imbalance. The Heavens are confused about what it should create as well. Or, maybe more accurately, the life it is trying to create is being interfered with.

“Still, the birth of Dark Phoenixes is incredibly important as well, a Mortal Plane without a concept of death doesn’t mean everyone gets to live. More accurately, it means that death is without a wielder, without control, and thus far worse that it should be.”

“You mean your second disciple is interfering with the birth of life?”

“Yes.” Abraxus said with a sigh. “Your universe was supposed to be the center for the Mortal Plane’s recovery, but that unfilial brat ruined the balance the Heavens were trying to return to.”

“Is that maybe related to Jasmine and her evil path…?”

“This Palace Master you’re wondering about may be related in this way, yes. Nothing in existence exists without a reason. If Jasmine was born, it’s because the Heavens felt a need to fill in the ‘other side’, the same way with Mia and Bella’s births. You need to embrace them both – you need balance.

“I can tell you that being naturally born on the evil path and carving your way in by blood and death is very different, one is clearly worse than the other. However, this doesn’t mean that Jasmine is pure. She is by definition “evil”.

“She will kill and rampage, and even innocent people might feel her wrath. But, she is still a necessary part of existence.”

Dyon found it hard to accept. Whether it was Abraxus affectionately calling his second disciple an ‘unfilial brat’ or that evil was ‘necessary’, neither sat right with him. Abraxus was too lax with human lives, but if you had lived for trillions of years, wouldn’t you be too?…

Maybe some things simply weren’t meant to be perfect…

Still, he had to think. Even if he used Jasmine’s evil and turned her against his enemies and made use of her as he pleased now, what would happen once he unified the mortal plane? Would he be forced to allow Jasmine to rampage among the people he now called his subjects?… It was something he had to think about.

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“Oh? You came to see me?” Dyon, who was within Clara’s office thinking about whether he should deal with the remainder of the mortal world population first, or the Flaming Lily Disciples, suddenly gained an unexpected visitor: Researcher Lind. historical

He had allowed the researchers to walk around freely, but they were bound from leaving Soul Planet. With his divine sense, it was a simple task for him to find them no matter where they tried to hide on a single planet anyway. So, he decided to let them take in his Mortal Alliance with their own two eyes. It seemed that this had had a good effect on Lind.

“I’ll accept the position as Academy Chancellor, but I have several conditions.” The arrogance within Lind’s brown eyes had seemingly come back. It was quite curious that a person who valued the untalented would have eyes like this. It seemed she had her own story, or maybe Dyon was too biased in his thoughts.

“The number of schools is pitifully small. A mere three a planet isn’t enough. Secondly, the age range is too large and too small at the same time. It’s too large in the sense that a 7-year-old shouldn’t attend the same school as an 18-year-old. They need different environments and different teaching styles.

“However, it’s too small in the sense that 7 years old is too late to begin an education and 18 years old isn’t when individuals stop learning. We need several academies, each with small age ranges. We need to start teaching formally at the age of 2 and only stop teaching when they’ve absorbed all that they need.

“I want free reign to hire and fire teachers as I see fit, I want to rearrange the reward and punishment systems as I see fit, and I obviously want a much larger budget than you’ve allocated until now –“

Dyon put his hand up.

“You should have started with that. I’ll give you as much of a budget as you want and you can do as you please, you are the Chancellor. Speak with Meiying about the kinds of academies and campuses you want as she’ll be the one to handle their construction and the city planning that comes along with it. I can give you my instinct of trust for now, but… You have 10 years to show me some results.”