Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Cultivation was always about enlightenment. As the two kept reading and getting enlightened, each started to get attached to one way of cultivation from the pile Arthur prepared.

Arthur didn't know that. He kept himself shut inside the garden world while writing down everything he knew about. The experience lasted for over a month. During which only three days passed in the outside world.

When he finished, he got the news that his people had arrived and were waiting for him. He didn't have anything else to do but to get outside and check about the process of copying the techniques.

When he went to see Deem and Gor, he was astonished to see the two sitting cross legged, crossing their eyes and cultivating.

"These two…" he was surprised and delighted by these two. He never expected from just reading his techniques to be affected and enlightened like this.

He wasn't a green sprout in the world of cultivation. Just from seeing the look on their face, that look of content and pleasure, he could already guess what they were feeling at the moment.

They trespassed their first steps into the world of cultivation. "I just hope for them to choose good cultivation methods," he said before checking on other people working on the copies.

Unlike Demand For, the others were totally absorbed in writing the copies. So it wasn't strange for no one to feel enlightened.

Perhaps after all this would be over, these people would be easier to step into cultivation. After all they were reading across many data and cultivation ways, despite not realizing it yet.

Their minds were storing information and when the time would be ripe, they would show signs of advancement, much faster than anyone else.

"Summon everyone now," after checking on the process, he took a sample from each cultivation method copied and went back into the hall of throne. 

He sat there waiting for the others to appear, sitting on his throne while checking on the copies in his hand.

The drawings were perfect, the writings were good. He didn't find any flaw luckily amidst these copies. He knew mistakes might happen, so after making the copies he had to go through another round of checking over everything.

Also these copies were merely the beginning. The number of people in his empire was so vast. He would also gain many more people after adding more worlds to his empire.

So he thought about establishing a facility across all cities. Through there copying the cultivation methods would continue for a long time. He also wanted something to organize the cultivation process and organize things between his people.

Who knew, he might find really talented people among the sheer number of his civilians. If that happened, and he believed it would, then he would have more reasons to support and nourish these talents.

Thinking about this he found that having one facility wouldn't work. After all he wanted people to copy the methods, another group to distribute and regulate cultivation, plus a group to watch over any talents and lastly a group to keep records of everyone's levels.

That meant just depending on one facility things would get messy. He thought about mimicking the sect rules, having various peaks as the main powerhouses in his empire.

Thinking about that he couldn't help but frown. He had a much greater territory than any known sect he ever heard about. He also had a very big number of people, so controlling them would be a hard process.

When his people arrived in big groups, he couldn't help but recall the idea of academies. What if he turned these academies to work as the pillars of any sect? To work as mountain peaks of his empire?

"Welcome back!" 

"You got us worried!"

"Did you see? Someone proclaimed to distribute your orders for me not to fight! Humph, I can't believe that!"

"I missed you!"

Many words came from all his friends and army generals. The one who complained was other than the scorpion queen. She was still as beautiful as ever, wearing a green gown that sculpted out her beauty and curves perfectly in his eyes.

As for Amera, she just said she missed him with a faint blush over her face. This giant girl wasn't rejecting him anymore. He knew what the two experienced together for this long had changed her mind.

Thinking about that, Arthur noticed that his old friends, the ones who came with him from his village, had all got companions.

Ron got mad, but others got people from outside his friend zone. He didn't have a saying at that, after all this was his friends' lives.

But that highlighted something, he didn't have a companion so far. Despite sleeping and fooling around with few, he didn't have a fixed girl or girls yet.

He had few in his mind, being it the three he gathered during his journey, Sara, Tina, and the scorpion queen. Or girls like Amelia and Amera… he had many to choose from, many to call his women.

'Not the right time yet,' despite feeling this way, he didn't show any resolve about this matter. He knew this wasn't the time to relax and rest. Things were far from being over.

Despite this visit to this world might be considered their win, but it was, after all, one world. He still needed nine more worlds and a lot of work to do before advancing to a higher realm.

"Sit, we have few important things to discuss," he smiled warmly as he gestured to them to sit on the two rows of seats that were aligned in front of his throne.

As everyone sat there, he couldn't help but recall the long journey he had. He came to this world in a messy weak body with no hope for anything, not even to survive on his own.

And now? He was surrounded and blessed with those powerhouses, each was enough to cause a stir in any clan or academy even in the higher realms.

He felt blessed by this, and he knew he paid a hefty price to reach this far.

All the more for him to continue the path he was on, seeing everything to the end.