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John quickly left the Fenix Clan grounds as he flew towards his desired destination. The Skycleave Forest rushed by below him, filling him with another wave of nostalgia. This very forest was where he first set out on his cultivation journey. It was where everything had started.
After a moment of thought, John diverted his route slightly as he veered to the right. After flying forward for several hours, he finally arrived at his first destination. He hovered high in the sky as he looked down at the desolate stretch of forest below him.
In this desolate stretch of forest was a large clearing, with a large village built in this clearing. This was the village that shunned cultivation, and fled from the Dreadel Kingdom's protection. This was the village where John had killed his first human, and where he was yelled out of the city he interfered with the bandits acting as guards.
The village, which had once been brimming with human activity was completely empty. Dried blood was splattered all over, while claw marks from powerful beasts were visible. Clearly the village was attacked by powerful beasts, and the village was no longer able to protect themselves, resulting in their destruction.
John sighed slightly as he saw all of this, as its destruction was related to his interfering actions. However, his heart remained steady.
"This village was destroyed because I interfered, but the blame cannot be put on me alone. Despite having no strength at all, they shunned the cultivation world and lived amongst beasts. Sooner or later, those bandits would have abandoned them, and their destruction would have happened regardless. They only have themselves to blame for their naïve thinking. The only assurance in this world is strength. Shunning that assurance is tantamount to suicide."
John gazed at the village below for a moment longer before his body sped forward once more, leaving the village behind for nature to eventually reclaim, its existence eventually forgotten for all time.
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In the very center of a large city, a grand castle towered over the rest of the city. The white walls of the castle gleaned in the sunlight, while the blue-tipped spires caught the attention of all. This castle belonged to the king of the Dreadel Kingdom.
Within this castle, a meeting between all the important members of the kingdom was taking place. Seated on the throne before all the members was the king, who glanced down at his subjects who were reporting on the matter at hand.
"Reporting to your excellency. Our scouts have just returned from the Fenix Clan," one of the men said as he stepped forward.
"Oh?" the king replied as he glanced at the man. "What is the outcome of the battle? Has the Fenix Clan been wiped out as expected? If so, we will need to give our tribute to the Crimson Valley Sect with utmost haste. While we will fall a bit in power over these lands, this will ensure our survival as a kingdom."
The man who had stepped forward paused for a moment after hearing his kings words. "Actually your excellency...it was the Fenix Clan who was victorious. The Crimson Valley Sect has been fully eradicated, sect and all."
"WHAT?"
The man's report caused a commotion in the council chambers, as no one could believe what they were hearing. The king too was beyond surprised, and asked his man to clarify.
"Are you sure that's what happened. Could your scouts be wrong?" the king asked.
"They are not wrong, your excellency," the man replied. "Similar reports have come from other sources, adding to the veracity of the claim."
"Silence," the king commanded as the room became loud at the news once again. He glanced at the man once more. "How did such a thing come to pass?"
"Well…" the man was unsure of how to report the message without sounding incredulous. After a brief moment of silence, he decided to just tell the truth.
"The Fenix Clan was on the verge of annihilation, when...they were saved by one of their Young Master's, as well as a mysterious woman."
"Saved by one of their Young Masters? How could the youth of their clan make a difference?" the king asked, not believing the story.
"We are unsure of how such a thing happened," the man replied.
The king remained silent for a moment before he addressed the man and the group before him once more.
"If that truly is the case, then we must find out more about this. Perhaps the youth discovered some amazing secret that elevated his power quickly. If we can obtain that secret, it could raise our kingdom as well," the king instructed.
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