novelraw Chapter 768 - 768 757 Life Requires a Sense of Ritual
Chapter 768 - 768 757 Life Requires a Sense of Ritual
Chapter 768: Chapter 757: Life Requires a Sense of Ritual Chapter 768: Chapter 757: Life Requires a Sense of Ritual “I mean, kid, is it really necessary to put together this much fluff?”
Black Dragon Aleo looked at the white palace in front of him with a pained expression. On Caesar’s suggestion, he had rented a piece of land from Prince Mureya as a venue for the Light of Truth Club activities in the Dragon Clan Academy.
“Certainly, it matters. It lets more dragons be aware of your wealth. Nobody follows a leader who’s broke as a joke. When it’s time to recognize their achievements, a penniless leader might not even be able to cough up rewards.”
“You do make some sense.”
“Right, since we have built this palace, let’s give it a name. How about we call it ‘The White Palace’?” Caesar suggested enthusiastically.
“A white palace, and you just called it the White Palace. You are truly a genius in naming things.” Aleo rolled his eyes, but after pondering a bit, he couldn’t come up with a better name. So he let the small dragon have his way; after all, this young dragon was running around, busy doing everything for him.
“Put out the call to my sister to come here for the final initiation ceremony!”
“Listen, where are you pulling all these crazy ideas from? When you joined, I didn’t set up all those hurdles for you. Now that your sister wants to join, you’ve even set up nine separate initiation rituals for her. Can your sister handle all those cumbersome proceedings?”
Listening to Caesar’s words, Aleo was immediately frustrated. Since the moment Caesar’s sister announced she wanted to join his club, three days have passed and Sera hasn’t completed the so-called initiation ceremony set up by Caesar.
“This process is necessary, Lord Aleo,” Facing his boss’ doubt, Caesar showed no sign of backing down, and he even had a heated debate with the dragon who resembled a sturdy black mountain.
“The more complicated the rituals, the higher their loyalty after joining. As far as you don’t cross the line, no one will easily betray you.”
“Is that really the case?” A doubtful expression appeared on Aleo’s face.
“Of course, by observing my sister’s behavior, I concluded that no one cherishes things that are given freely or easily obtained. The harder it is to acquire something – and especially if it is barely obtainable at all – the more they’ll value it. So, the more complicated the initiation, the better.”
“If it’s too complicated, would it scare off other dragons?” Aleo said with a worried face. He came here to recruit the Giant Dragons and prepare the seeds for establishing his legion in the future.
At present, he had only recruited one dragon. The other eleven fellows’ achievements were not much different from his. Not many dragons were drawn, and a few are still alone.
“Rest assured, Lord Aleo, it will definitely not scare them off. I guess, when we announce the news, my classmates may rush to join, and they will certainly not mind the complexity of the initiation ceremony.”
“Why?”
“Well, because life needs a sense of ceremony, Lord Aleo, these seemingly flashy rituals, and venues are actually very important.”
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“I finally joined!” After completing the final initiation ceremony and being awarded a circular medal by Caesar, Sera, the little black dragon, cheered jubilantly as if she had just discovered a gem mine.
“Big Brother, can I now spit out five different types of dragon breath?” Little Black Dragon Sera asked eagerly.
“You’re dreaming. Without modification, where are you getting five different breaths from?” Caesar rolled his eyes and said, “As a benefit of joining the club, you can choose one of the five breaths. If you make achievements in the future and contribute more, then you can obtain more breath abilities.”
Aleo silently watched as Caesar bamboozled his sister. He tried to interrupt several times, but held back each time, realizing that this little black dragon was more skilled in operational matters than him. Specialized tasks should be left to specialists. That’s what Prince Mureya had told him.
“Sir Aleo, could you arrange for my sister to cultivate a fire breath sac?”
“Didn’t we discuss this earlier? If they join our club, they can gain five different breaths. Why does it only apply to your sister to gain one type of breath?”
“Chief, it’s for her own good. I don’t think my sister can afford the cost of modification. If she really transplants as many organs as I did, she’ll be working for those sorcerers for the rest of her life.”
“So what is your next step?”
“We’ve already done what we needed to do. When my sister becomes accustomed to the Flame Breath Sac we’ve implanted in her, she won’t be able to resist flaunting her newly acquired breath ability, and she’ll promote us herself.”
“Are you sure you and your sister were born of the same parents? Maybe you were picked up from a swamp, or maybe it was her?”
“…”
Ultimately, events unfolded exactly as Caesar had predicted. No sooner had his sister acquired the ability to breathe fire than she began to show it off everywhere. With just one afternoon of activity, more than half of the entire Dragon Clan Academy knew that a little black dragon named Sera could spray two different breaths. Naturally, this led to the discovery of the Light of Truth Club by some interested dragons.
Through sweetly coated threats, Sera quickly spilled everything she knew, most importantly, the aspect Caesar hoped she would most promote: that by joining the Light of Truth Club, a dragon could gain multiple breath abilities.
Subsequently, the name of the Light of Truth Club was on everyone’s lips across the school, and countless Five-Colored Dragons thirsty for power sought out Caesar, hoping to join the Light of Truth Club through him and gain the power of multiple breaths.
Of course, there were some dragons, notably Metallic Dragons and Gem Dragons, who remained indifferent. They believed there was no need to join a club established by a Five-Colored Dragon merely for a new ability—one that might not even grow with them and could be harmful in the future. They voiced these seemingly farsighted views, but many Five-Colored Dragons, particularly young ones, didn’t pay them any mind.
Erathia is a brutal world, and most of its inhabitants experience a sense of crisis. Even among dragons, many live in the present moment, especially the Five-Colored Dragons. They are the most insecure and only care about surviving the day.
As a result, dozens, even hundreds of dragons sought out Caesar each day. Once again, Caesar channeled his talent for drama and refused them all, deliberately forcing them to unite and pressure him. Then, wearing an obviously reluctant expression, he introduced these dragons to Elio.
To Elio’s delight, nearly a hundred dragons wanted to join his club and accept him as their leader. He was so pleased, he practically beamed. Consequently, he immediately delegated all club-related matters to Caesar.
Following the strategy they had agreed upon, Caesar held an induction ceremony so flashy that it felt overwhelming for the new dragons, but none of them faltered. They perceived his antics as an attempt to make gaining their new powers difficult. Hence, they were all the more stubborn in their desire to obtain them.
The Light of Truth had finally recruited its first batch of dragons. Afterwards, the other eleven clubs finally had their breakthroughs, they also proposed their own benefits. Before long, the twelve clubs began stirring up a storm at the Dragon Clan Academy.
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“Twelve clubs, all led by Five-Colored Dragons. What was Prince Muria thinking? Has he forgotten the origin of his bloodline?”
“Hush! Do not judge His Majesty so narrow-mindedly. His vision is not limited to the Metallic Dragon Clan, the Gem Dragon Clan, or the Five-Colored Dragon Clan. He sees the entirety of the Dragon Race.”
“Then how should we handle this situation? These clubs established by the Five-Colored Dragons currently don’t have any Metallic Dragons, but it’s just a matter of time.
Many of our descendants are keen to join. If we don’t come up with a new solution, the future student body at the academy will be guided by Five-Colored Dragons.”
“Even though Prince Muria’s vision encompasses the whole Dragon Race, mine does not. I care only about the Metallic Dragon Clan. I believe we shouldn’t allow Five-Colored Dragons to lead Metallic Dragons.”
“So, do you have a good solution?”
“Simple, if the Five-Colored Dragons formed twelve bars, then the Metallic Dragons must not show weakness. We can also establish twelve bars!”
“Easy for you to say,” the Ancient Green Dragon Fiona, who had been silent throughout the meeting, finally spoke up. “According to His Majesty’s regulations, to establish a club, we must find a new path diverging from the traditional development of the Dragon Race.”
“When did this rule come out? Why don’t I know about it?”
“It’s a new rule, set up for the development of the Dragon Race. Otherwise, anyone can establish a club and the school will be in chaos. We must have strict standards.”
The ancient dragons looked at each other, but remained silent…Yet, three days later, three clubs led by Metallic Dragons were promptly established, provoking a sensation at the school. Any observant dragon could discern that these clubs were set up in direct opposition to the twelve Five-Colored Dragon Clubs. But the majority of the dragon community didn’t really care about this dispute among the Dragon Race. They were more interested in the type of benefits they could reap from these clubs.
“Fight, fight. Only through competition can progress be made.” A black-haired dragon with golden pupils chuckled, looking at the conflict from his Crystal Throne. As long as he could keep the conflict between the Dragon Clans within bounds, it would promote healthy competition.