Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

Despite the day having changed, the night still consumed the majority of the sky within this hemisphere. With Damascus finishing some of her tasks on the Apollo Project underneath the Ouranos Citadel, she joined with the other Elders as they spectated Foel giving an impromptu lesson right after all of the disciples other than Jojo and Ragoni received their first symbols pill.

Jojo and Ragoni had arrived as they finished with their matters too. Surprised with what unfolded on the sect's field, they immediately joined the lesson about physical cultivation with Foel as the mentor.

Without complicating many aspects of subconscious energy, Foel suggested they take it slowly and harness as many symbols-pills as they could before going further on Body Tempering Formation.

"The more matching and synergizing pills orbiting your soul, the firmer your foundation will be when your soul starts to produce their Mnimis. Any questions?"

Jaro enthusiastically threw his hand into the air. "How many symbols-pills minimum for us to reach a great foundation?"

"50 is a preferable number," said the tanomobi with a poker face.

Ragoni then raised her hand.

"Yes, Cruten?"

"How many symbols-pills have you accumulated right now, Elder?"

"89."

"Holy mackerel."

Foel snickered. "You'll probably reach a higher number by the end of the year."

Jaro, Guda, Elon, and Carla had already become a physical cultivator officially with their first symbols pill being born. The Lagoon had chosen a 'Iron Steel Fist' pill as his first symbols pill, increasing the compatibility for other physical and martial art related orbiting pill to form in the future. He had chosen the modified cultivation law of 'Explosive Warrior', written by the Ouroboros herself.

Carla had also chosen a predetermined cultivation law showcased in the sect library, with her first symbol pill named the 'Raging Turmoil' that elevated most of her wind and control related spells and actions. She had chosen the custom cultivation law of 'Pure Wind of Constellation'. The book was also written by Ouroboros.

While Elon chose a defensive symbols pill as her first symbols pill. Named 'North Tortoise' that fortified her mind, body, and soul from his back. Due to some kind of luck from her blessings, she accidentally got another two separated symbols-pills focused on offensive. Namely, 'Gale And Fire' and 'Piercing Stratagem'.

Elon didn't particularly follow a predetermined path due to this incident and now she was forced to explore and went out of her comfort zone. Just like Guda, but in this case, he wasn't so enthusiastic about it.

With their soul attached with the symbols pill, they were given the enlightenment on how to perceive the subconscious energy and level of other physical cultivators.

Surely, they would probably be cocky, disrespectful, and unintimidated with their Elder that was only in Body Tempering Formation Stage. Of course, Foel and MF foresaw this and both of them created a 'Lacchus Cloak' symbols pill that allowed their wavelength to be shrouded in mystery. Because of this, they won't be able to comprehend the power level that Foel and the Ouroboros have without having stronger symbols-pill to counteract the aura.

MF however, her Lacchus Cloak was consumed and shredded into subconscious particles, turning into dust material that kept orbiting her soul. Eventually, MF's Nerull's Bane and One For All Bestower absorbed the subconscious particles and turned them into rings like that of a planet Saturn within this Galaxy.

This empowered MF's symbols pill even more. After finding out about this, MF wrote a book about it called the 'Symbols Dusts of the Soul'. The book was there sitting within the library, waiting for anyone to open the page.

Regardless of the new founding, the disciples of Lautus Tunguska won't be able to perceive the power of the Ouroboros and Foel soon. Jojo and Elon however, had already known the level of mana cultivation that Foel contained back then on the heavenly banquet.

Elon also got a bit of reference on how strong Foel was back then. But now that they couldn't literally comprehend anything, their fear forced them to think of Foel as a beast in cultivation.

Both Jojo and Elon even have the same theory about how Foel was actually lowering her cultivation intentionally back then. It was far from the truth but because of the maze laid by the tanomobi, they wouldn't be able to judge how powerful Foel was.

"How many days for you to be able to reach those 89 symbols-pills, Elder?!" Jaro asked another question.

"Ah, nothing long," Foel said nonchalantly. "Only one week."

Due to the absurd response, Carlad and Jaro had a doubt on whether their Elder was telling the truth or not. For Guda who could sense if people were lying, it was a shocking revelation on how a beast Foel truly was.

'She didn't lie, how come everyone takes it as a joke!' Guda reluctantly smiled with awe.

Foel darted her gaze to the one tailed kitsune. She then threw a playful smirk. That made Guda shiver in cold sweat.

With the impromptu lesson ended, Foel told the rest of the disciples to teach the newly arrived disciple so that they could get a boost on knowing what was going on. She then approached a line of Elders sitting on the side as if they were having a picnic.

They were concealed by a formation so that the disciples wouldn't realize their Elders were holding a sandwich feast on the side all along.

"That is a good lesson you gave there!" Damascus shouted as she waved. "Even I learned a thing or two with that clear instructions."

"Now that everyone is here!" With Toma being held by the waist with one hand, Ki wagged her other hand up and down with enthusiasm. "Let's go to Domeniul Ceresc and see the preparation held by Lord Ouroboros and the forest dwellers!"

In an instant, they cleaned the picnic rug and the food to their spatial storage. Simultaneously, they soared to the sky. The moment they went through the barrier, their eyes were feasted with floating lanterns with pinkish petals ornament, as if they were the bright nectar of this heavenly land.

Although the festival hadn't started yet officially—due to the high enthusiasm and extremely lively atmosphere, the wisps and the other forest dwellers that had nothing to do were taught to create the lantern by the Ouroboros.

Now, the sky beneath the barrier was filled with the beautiful sight of those lanterns, accompanied by the commentary of the intense cooking competition that was participated by 90% of the entire Domeniul Ceresc's dwellers.

"And finally! The Fun-and-Jazz Mandragoras team begin to be able to catch up with the other by literally crafting an artifact that is able to instantly create the result by just shoving all of the ingredients into the machinery!" the Dryad Commentator said with vigor. "What do you say about this, Tutuyu? Are they counted as cheating or not!?"

"Technically, the rule didn't state that the team couldn't be able to use or craft an artifact on the spot. So it's okay within my book." The Alraune Commentator gave her thumbs up.

"Meanwhile on the other side, the Alraunes Teams were the only side who were able to cook a legitimate dish to perfection." The Mandragora Commentator leaned to her wooden seat. "If we are going for the battle of quantity, the Dryads and the Mandragoras are leading but they certainly forgot that the quality and taste also matters to the final assessment of this competition."

The commentary boomed throughout Domeniul Ceresc. The shocking revelation gave a strange yet warm feeling to the Elders that were on their way to the heavenly kitchen.

"Seems like all of them are having fun." Damascus grinned.

"Food! I can smell the strong soup flavor kilometers away from here!" Tuli drooled until another smell of uncanny and rotten ingredients were sensed on her superhuman senses. "Urgh, sounds like not all will be delicious. I hope that it won't become a feast of revolver roulette when the festival starts."

"To me, the festival has already started." Foel added, she couldn't help but smile as she thought of her Meshia having a blast planning all of this.

"Hey, it seems like they were still going at it." Ki boosted her speed and flew in reverse, so that she could face the other Elders. "I think it will be a fun idea if we join the chaos and make our own team."

"Sure." Damascus shifted her gaze to Foel. "Why not."

Eventually they all agreed.

When they reached the scene, Damascus summoned a grand table made out of reinforced gold. The Elders crashed into the scene, creating a fog of numerous illusions of mythical beasts. When the dust settled, it revealed all of the Elders wearing an apron as they held the kitchen utensils like they were weapons.

"Oh how could this be!?" The enthusiastic Dryad Commentator raised her leg onto the podium. "Our Divine Elders have graced all of us with their powerful presence! Crashing into the battlefield like a meteor! They are challenging all of the Domeniul Ceresc's dwellers for their hubris!"

The laid back Mandragora Commentator then followed after. "It seemed like there was a wildcard challenger joining the chaotic cooking competition with gold plated cooking equipment to show that they weren't joking~! For all of those who were keen with their determination, beware~! Or else, the Elders of this land will shove your hopes and dreams into the dirt, then shatter them into pieces!"

Damascus then cast a voice amplifier on herself.

"Call us the Primordial Cauldron! Those who are brave and keen with their ambition, shall face us on the final assessment! For I, Damascus Von Clezakh, will bless all of you the right and chances to become the champion that soars higher than the land of Domeniul Ceresc!"

"""HURRAAAAHHH!!!"""

As the chaos ensued, MF was petrified for a solid thirty second as she watched everything unfolded.

"The hell is happening…?"