The Growth of a Titan-Chapter 460- A Funny Thought… Just A Thought Though

Chapter 460: Chapter 460- A Funny Thought... Just A Thought Though ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Mu Zhang was currently looking down at the storage ring filled with Aether Stones he hadn’t handed out to his fellow members of the Wine Pavilion as yet. It felt heavy in his hand for some reason.

He then looked over at Sol managing his table and released a sigh.

Mu Zhang wondered if Sol did this on purpose. But even if he did, he really couldn’t be upset. This situation clearly demonstrated that even when their wine was free, the disciples wouldn’t drink it.

This also hinted at the fact that perhaps the Wine Pavilion wasn’t angry that Sol was ruining their business, but rather they were angry their monopoly over selling wine on the ship would decrease.

Indeed, Mu Zhang was content with the situation before where his Pavilion was the only source one could purchase wine on this ship. However, now that Sol bought them out and they blindly accepted his offer because of their greed, they’ve lost all rights to sell wine on this ship, even if they brew more.

Well, they could still sell their wine, but would the disciples even buy from them at this point?

Mu Zhang couldn’t help but sigh once more before he turned to leave. However, he suddenly paused when an idea came to mind. After hesitating on whether to go through with it, Mu Zhang soon steeled his resolve and decided to turn around and head for Sol.

"Junior Brother Sol, I know this is a selfish request but-"

"Sure, I can give you some pointers."

Mu Zhang was taken aback by Sol’s interruption, but he was more surprised Sol knew what he was going to request.

"I’ll have some free time during our trip to the Land of Shadows, why not ask the members of your Pavilion who are interested to come as well? I’ll treat it as a lecture."

Mu Zhang soon recovered from his surprise before he cupped his fist and bowed while saying.

"Thank you, Brother Sol!"

Excitement was clearly visible on Mu Zhang’s face. What the Wine Pavilion studied was not that different from the Alchemy Pavilion, so he knew how precious one’s insights into handling medicinal plants were, but Sol was willing to share them nevertheless.

After sending an excited Mu Zhang off, Sol watched him go with a smile on his lips.

The Wine Pavilion wasn’t a battle-oriented group, so the Holy Sects and Great Clans didn’t put too much effort into controlling them in the Academy. This meant their Pavilion mostly consisted of disciples from lowly backgrounds or disciples from the smaller Sects and Clans in Jianghu.

However, not being a battle-oriented Pavilion also meant their members were overlooked during this tournament. Nevertheless, Sol wanted them on his side. As people who spend all their time experimenting with countless medicinal plants and herbs, who better knows their characteristics and effects than them? Even the Alchemy Disciples were inferior to them if this matter was brought up. In addition, because they knew the characteristics of so many medicinal plants and herbs, they were also extraordinary healers.

What could be more important during large-scale battles than healers?

Sol didn’t think their presence would be redundant because they were the Alchemy Pavilion, rather their presence would be able to relieve them of some burden so they could focus on refining medicinal Pills.

’However, even though they would be helpful somewhat, the fact remains that they aren’t a battle-orientated Pavilion. Our Alchemy Pavilion is in the same situation, so we’ll be at a severe disadvantage during this first stage.’

Even though the details of the Tournament’s first stage weren’t announced, speculations could still be made. And from what Sol could tell, the first stage was likely going to consist of at least two aspects.

’The first is going to be based on points rankings. This is obvious since only a hundred people can go on to the second stage to participate in the true tournament. However, I don’t know the second aspect that requires us to participate in Factions.’

Sol found these two facets quite conflicting. Wouldn’t it be better to have things be done individually if it was going to be a point system with the first hundred going onto the next round? Why have them form Factions?

’Could this be related to the Miura Clan’s Inheritance that’s inside? If that’s the case, my decision to gather disciples for our Faction early isn’t wrong. The stronger our group is the greater our advantage will be inside. Though I might not be the only one who came to this conclusion.’

Sol thought back on Althorne’s and Cian’s conversation. Althorne at the time seemed to be trying to get Cian on his side, meaning he started long before Sol.

Sol suddenly smiled.

’This first stage is just the various Factions on both the Eastern and Western Continent fighting for the Inheritance inside the Land of Shadow’s Shadow Dimension. From what Ushi explained about their Inheritance, it’ll be a problem if either force obtains it.’

As Sol was in his thoughts, the party on the deck continued to grow larger. Meanwhile, the ship steadily made its way through the night sky.

A clear barrier covered the entire deck of this ship blocking out the intense winds but not one’s sight. However, if one looked over to see the ground below, asides from the clouds, they would only be met with a blur since the ship was going too fast. But in contrast, if one looked up at the starry night sky above, the luminescent stars and distant moon remained visible. The scene was breathtakingly beautiful.

Sol looked up and observed this scenery, especially the moon. However, that feeling returned.

He didn’t know why, but for some reason, Sol preferred it if it was daytime.

No, perhaps Sol knew why he preferred the day... because the sun would be out, watching him from its high vantage point.

It was there...

He could feel its warmth, but he couldn’t reach it, and neither could he touch it.

"Mom..."

Sol muttered under his breath, the train of thought he had before had long been broken.

Despite his Enigma being in the shape of a crescent moon, Sol didn’t feel the same connection with the moon as he did with the sun. But he didn’t feel any revulsion either, just neutral feelings.

"ENOUGH OF THIS FARCE!!"

A deafening voice suddenly thundered down onto the deck of the ship, causing all the partying disciples to instantly go silent.

Some wanted to protest at the loud voice, but when they saw the voice had come from an old man floating over their heads, the protests got stuck in their throats.

Sol moved his gaze from the starry night sky to the old man above. He saw that the old man was looking directly at him.

However, Sol was calm. He wasn’t even thinking about how to solve this situation now that an Elder showed up, rather he was curious about how the old man was doing that.

’He’s floating in mid-air while the ship is moving and yet he hasn’t been flung outside.’

Sol’s senses instinctively projected out and traversed several tens of meters to sweep over the old man briefly. With this, he understood how the old man achieved this. Simply put, the old man had transfixed himself to the space inside the ship, allowing him to fly despite the ship’s extremely fast speed.

’This isn’t the power of a normal Spiritual Realm cultivator, perhaps he’s close to reaching that mystical Realm. Existences of that level wield Worldly Laws and seeing how he’s exerting control over the Spatial Laws around him, my guess should be correct.’

Sol had an ability that could allow him to manipulate Worldly Laws, an ability from his Holy Crest he hadn’t named as yet. However, this ability might not even be able to exert a thousandth of what those existences can control.

’But if I used that ability now to disrupt the space around him, would he go flying off the ship?’

Sol wouldn’t actually do this; this was only a thought. However, he was so tempted to try that he would have done it if he was sure he could hide its usage from everyone here.

’How regretful, that would have been extremely funny to watch, he-he...’