Elven cultivators

Inside the Tianyuan Hall, the night light slanted in through the high windows, casting a white ribbon of light on the dark wooden floor.

Anton sat at the head of the long table, his gentle gaze sweeping over the elders present.

"This inner sect competition was very well organized."

"The disciples' enthusiasm is higher than expected, which is a great thing for the clan's inheritance and development."

Anton's tone was filled with undisguised praise.

Roman sat to his left, his hands behind his head, and laughed when he heard this, "I saw a lot of outer disciples heading to the cultivation area. I guess they're even more motivated to cultivate after seeing their senior brothers and sisters fighting."

"This is a good sign." Eleanor smiled slightly. "Having a goal provides motivation. Relying solely on our supervision is ultimately less effective than a heartfelt desire to motivate people to work hard."

The Third Elder chuckled and continued, "Ten years from now, the number of inner disciples is estimated to increase to over a thousand, and the next inner sect competition will definitely be even more exciting."

Anton pondered for a moment and said, "Since the inner sect competition is so effective, we can consider expanding its scale further. In the future, not only the inner sect but also the outer sect can organize similar competitions so that disciples can feel from the moment they enter the sect that hard work pays off."

"That's a great idea." Eleanor's eyes lit up. "If we can boost the cultivation atmosphere of the entire outer sect through the competition, it will be more helpful for us to select and nurture promising talents."

The elves discussed the matter for a while and put forward many suggestions.

Primordial City is the core of the entire Silvermoon Clan.

It not only represents the clan's core productivity, but also its highest-level combat power.

Only if the Primordial City develops well can the Silvermoon Clan become stronger and stronger.

After discussing the competition, Anton changed the subject: "Have the four major powers made any moves lately?"

He spent most of his time in the Whirlpool Sea, and since he was personally overseeing the Tide Temple, he didn't notice anything unusual.

Eleanor said seriously, "After taking over the Holy Dragon Mountains, the Free Alliance has been busy rebuilding the Annihilation Fortress. It seems that they intend to completely turn the Holy Dragon Mountains into an impregnable fortress, and there shouldn't be any external actions in the short term."

"Since the Dwarf King was severely injured by Hamilton, the Heart of the Mountains has been in a state of recuperation. It is rumored that Thorin Fireforge is still recovering in the First Flame Forge, and his injuries are more serious than the outside world estimated. The Heart of the Mountains has greatly reduced its external activities in recent years, and many caravans that used to travel there have begun to change their routes."

"The Emerald Court and Bloodhowl Fortress are not making any moves for the time being."

Anton's eyes flickered upon hearing this.

It seems that the four major powers do not attach particular importance to the matter of the Underworld.

"What about the Ring of Annihilation?" Anton asked. "Any news about them?"

Eleanor said, "Over the years, we have been searching for and eliminating the forces and strongholds of the Ring of Annihilation in the eastern part of the continent. The Eldron Plains, the Green Highlands, and the Thunder River Basin are the top priorities. The forces of the Ring of Annihilation in these three places have been basically wiped out. There may be some stragglers in other places, but there are definitely very few. As for the places outside the eastern part of the continent..."

In the end, Eleanor shook her head.

Anton understood.

Although the clans established a continent-wide intelligence network through their trade network, such a network is ultimately just an intelligence network. Without the support of local forces, it is difficult for them to contend with a secretive organization like the Ring of Annihilation.

It is only natural to suppress those who are not doing well.

However, Anton didn't expect to be able to uncover all the details of the Ring of Annihilation solely through the Silvermoon Clan's intelligence network.

After all, it is a secret organization that has been operating for hundreds of years. If it were so easy for outsiders to find out its secrets, it would not be worthy of stirring up trouble on the mainland in the dark.

He had no intention of cleaning up the backyard for other forces; he wasn't that eager to help others.

"What about strategic reserves?" Anton changed the subject.

When this was mentioned, a relaxed smile finally appeared in Eleanor's eyes.

"It went very smoothly. Over the years, we have been consciously stockpiling magic stones and raw materials for crafting talismans, magical artifacts, and magic items. Thanks to the extradimensional warehouse you opened up, we have enough space to store these resources. The current stockpile is enough to support the clan's war for twenty years."

"There's one more thing," Eleanor added. "The third fleet has also been formed and is currently undergoing training for its operators. It should be ready for combat in about two months."

The insulation material dismantled from the previous experimental base was used by Anton to forge a Flying Radiance Tower and a batch of Soaring Cloud Flying Boats, which together formed the framework of the third fleet.

There is still a considerable amount of insulation material left, but Anton does not plan to use it for the time being.

In another six or seven years, the first batch of spirit souls will grow to the point where they can serve as spirit seeds. He plans to keep those materials and use them to refine large flying magic weapons of the spirit weapon level.

Thinking of this, Anton couldn't help but feel a little more expectant.

A flying magical artifact of the spirit level not only enhances speed and defense, but also signifies a leap to a whole new level in strategic deployment capabilities.

"Continue to prepare for war." Anton collected his thoughts and glanced at everyone present. "I will be going into seclusion for a while. I will leave the clan's daily affairs to you."

Sensing the seriousness in Anton's tone, the elves present were immediately invigorated.

The clan leader is about to break through again!

Eleanor's expression immediately became much more serious, and she replied solemnly, "No problem, leave it to us."

Just then, the Grand Elder, who had been sitting quietly at the end of the long table, suddenly spoke up: "I also plan to go into seclusion for a while."

Eleanor was slightly taken aback, then realized what she meant, and a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Grandpa, are you about to break through too?"

The Grand Elder smiled and nodded: "I have gained a lot from studying the Enlightenment Stele these past few years. I feel that I have reached the edge of that threshold and I should not be far from breaking through."

Upon hearing this, everyone present showed joy on their faces.

A hint of delight flashed in Anton's eyes.

The path the Grand Elder took was different from that of everyone else present.

Among the elders of the Silvermoon Clan, Eleanor follows the Qi path.

Roman, the Second Elder, Cedric, and Irene used force.

The Third Elder and Darian practiced the method of cultivating elixir.

The only one who followed the traditional cultivation path of the Dawn Continent was the Grand Elder.

After all, when Anton created the pill-planting method, the Grand Elder was already close to breaking through.

Considering his hundreds of years of accumulated magical power, if he were to switch to cultivating the alchemy method now, it would be a loss and a waste of hundreds of years of accumulation.

Therefore, the Grand Elder insisted on using the original system and, with the help of the Enlightenment Stele, gradually arrived at where he is today.

After that, every time Anton broke through his realm, he would re-inject his higher-level understanding of the laws into the Enlightenment Stele, making it even better.

The Enlightenment Stele is now an invaluable treasure trove, even for ordinary saints.

"Then I must congratulate you on your success in advance," Anton said with a smile.

"Thank you for your kind words, clan leader." The elder smiled gently.

Roman clenched his fist, his eyes burning: "I need to step up my game too, I can't fall behind you guys."

Although the Second Elder and Cedric did not speak, they both nodded slightly.

The two of them weren't too far from breaking through, and after hearing the elder's words, they felt a surge of excitement and decided to put more effort into their cultivation.

The atmosphere inside the Tianyuan Hall was relaxed and warm.

Anton watched this scene and nodded secretly.

……

The following morning, Anton returned to the Great Whirlpool Sea via a teleportation array.

He first went to Solius to cleanse it of the filth within its body before returning to the volcanic zone.

As always, the underwater volcanic zone surged with hydrothermal fluids and undercurrents, while the five-colored radiance in the harmonizing pool flowed steadily, enveloping the entire area in a gentle halo.

Anton sat cross-legged in the center of the harmonizing pool, closed his eyes, and exhaled a long breath, smoothing out the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

The magical power flowed slowly through the meridians, gentle and abundant.

Three wispy clouds slowly rose from the crown of the head, hanging overhead in a triangular arrangement.

The three clouds had all solidified and were perfectly round, with pure colors and no trace of superficiality in their swirling light.

Anton did not rush to condense his Dharma body. Instead, he calmed his mind and focused his spirit, circulating his magic power to cleanse his body again and again until his mind was as clear as water and his magic power was so abundant that it seemed to overflow. Only then did he truly begin the next step.

His consciousness sank into his dantian, guiding the first cloud of energy to rise directly above his head, hovering three inches above the crown of his head.

Once it has stabilized, introduce a second flower to stand alongside it, and finally raise the last flower to the highest point.

The three clouds, arranged in a triangular shape, slowly rotated under the guidance of divine sense. The strands of light between them began to intertwine and entwine, like a brocade being slowly woven, connecting the three clouds into one.

Anton's will was like the hammer of a forge, striking again and again at the point where the three clouds of energy converged.

Using his divine sense as a hammer and his own essence and magical power as fire, he repeatedly hammered and forged the merging cloud of light.

The essence of Gangyun is formed by the condensation of the power of the law in a "gaseous" state, while the Dharma body is formed by transforming it into a "liquid" spiritual liquid and then shaping it into a Dharma form.

This transformation is nothing short of a complete rebuild from the ground up.

Under immense pressure, those law patterns began to slowly melt, like ice and snow melting into water under the warm spring sun, flowing gently along the path guided by divine consciousness.

This process is extremely mentally taxing, and any lapse in concentration can lead to the loss of all previous efforts.

Anton focused his mind and will, his divine sense acting like the finest carving knife, guiding the melting spiritual liquid to slowly condense into a shape.

A phantom image, identical in appearance to his, is gradually taking shape.

They have similar features and similar builds, but they are more refined and clear, carrying a tranquility that seems to have been born from the very laws of heaven and earth.

Time passes silently, but the ocean flows on ceaselessly.

The hydrothermal vents in the volcanic zone are still churning, and the five-colored radiance of the harmonizing pool continues to flow.

The figure in the pool had already merged into the deep sea, completely immersed in a long period of cultivation.