54 Chapter 54: The World Plots / Volume 2 End!
While Elif had been brought back to the Royal castle and was getting treated by Lynda, a conversation was taking place somewhere far, far away, mainly centered around Elif and his display of power during the tournament.
Occupying an entire mountain region was what looked like a city, and while you could call it such, it wasn't a city; it was a clan that had survived since the Primordial Epoch and was on equal standing as the Immortal Elven Empire—the Immortal Dragon Clans' residency.
Most living beings currently situated within the Immortal Dragon Clans territory were either a member of the Dragon clan or were servants of the Dragon clan; anyone not affiliated with the Dragon clan was not allowed to set foot in their domain as they believed they were a superior species, so no other race should be allowed entry on their territory, any beings who are caught trespassing are usually enslaved if not immediately killed.
As you go deeper into the Dragon Clans' territory, you will see large scaly four-legged creatures with wings coming out their back and horns sprouting out their head, either walking or flying about, and these creatures were known as Dragons. Every now and then, you would see different but similar creatures, such as a Dragon with no wings or a Dragon with its wings connected to its front legs, and while they are considered Dragons, their blood is diluted, so they are usually looked down upon by any of the True Dragons. There are other types of dragons with diluted blood, such as the Lindwurm, Wyrm, and Amphiptere; however, they are usually exiled from the Dragon Clan for looking too different compared to a typical Dragon.
Once you've gone deep enough into the Dragons Clans territory, you will come across the largest mountain within the mountain range. Atop said mountain is a large castle that gives off a feeling of nothing but pride and power, something different compared to the Royal Elven castle. Going inside the castle and stopping just before the throne room, which is currently closed off by two giant doors depicting an entire story in its drawings, however, ignoring the doors and stepping inside the throne room, you would see nothing but statues of dragons lining the sides of the throne room.
On the other side of the throne room, you would see a giant throne with a man covered in scales along with claws, a tail, and three horns pointing to the sky sitting on it. At the same time, a young girl of similar appearance stands before him as both watch a recording of Elif battling against Marley.
"Tiamat, what are your thoughts on the Crown Prince of the Elven Empire?" Asked the man emotionlessly as he tapped the throne with his claw while waiting for Tiamat to respond.
"Prince Elif is an incredibly talented, powerful, and prideful cultivator, capable of fighting talented cultivators two major realms above his own cultivation base, along with having an even greater talent with the way of the sword; those are my thoughts, father." Said Tiamat while she held back her arrogance and replied truthfully, something very challenging for a Dragon to do when required to analyze a race they believe to be beneath them.
"Hmm, tell me, Tiamat, if you were to fight Prince Elif right now, would you win? Your cultivation base is the same as his, so it should be no problem. You're a Dragon, after all?" Asked the man while still showing no emotion.
"N-N-No, father, I don't have much confidence in winning." Said Tiamat with anger and hatred, since to a dragon, claiming to be inferior to someone from a different species is worse than dying.
"So now that you've witnessed someone the same age as you performing better, are you finally going to stop lazing around and start taking cultivation seriously?" Questioned the man seriously as he looked over at Tiamat for the first time.
"Yes! Having someone the same age as I achieve things I could not is beyond infuriating, and knowing he is just some Elf, makes me want to kill myself." Answered Tiamat with resolve and a newfound determination as she eyed Elif, who had just gotten stabbed by Marley's spear.
"Good, then leave and begin right now." Ordered the man, causing Tiamat to give a slight bow to her father before quickly making her way out, all while ingraining Elif into her mind, never to forget the inferiority she felt while comparing herself to him.
Once the young dragon left the throne room, the man continued watching the fight with a thoughtful expression before eventually destroying the crystal ball when Illumia appeared on the hologram.
"Elif August, what makes you so special that the Dragon Lord himself ordered me to keep an eye on you? With Tiamat having been born with the Heavenly Dragon Physique that only the Dragon Lord has ever had, how could some Elf ever warrant the Dragon Lord's attention?" Muttered the humanoid dragon as he rubbed his horn with his claws in curiosity and confusion.
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"Hmm, and to think the last generation, her descendants were powerful, yet this boy's potential is unfathomable! I'm interested to see the waves he'll make when he comes to the sect." Said a giant ancient-looking turtle floating above the water, having just finished watching the match between Elif and Marley.
"Well, the boy is still young; I still have some time until he is of age, so until then, I think I'll take a quick nap. Orlin." Said the ancient-looking turtle as he stopped supplying Qi to the crystal ball, causing it to shut off.
"You called Master Chaurli?" Said a woman wearing a maid's attire, contrasting with her large, defined muscles covered by green skin and two large bottom tusks escaping her mouth as they pointed to the sky.
"I shall be taking a nap for a while; wake me up when the Crown Prince of the Elven Empire arrives at the sect." Ordered the giant ancient-looking turtle, who goes by Chaurli, before submerging his large body entirely underwater.
"Understand, Master Chaurli." Replied the woman, most likely named Orlin, while bowing to Chaurli before vanishing from her spot.
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"That's the Crown Prince? Forget about him; I'm more interested in his servant; it would be great if I could make her into my slave; Elven slaves are quite hard to come by." Said a young boy with a sinister expression while sitting on a throne in a room filled with several naked women kneeling before him with terrified faces.
The boy in question had two horns pointing to the sky as if to defy the heavens; you could see slight muscles forming on his young body, covered by pure white skin and six dark black feathered wings folded behind his back. However, his facial features were the most striking thing about him, with him being directly behind Elif in regards to physical appearance, which says something since Elves are considered the most physically beautiful species in existence. Of course, not everyone agrees with such claims, such as the Dragons, but they're a part of the very few minorities that believe so.
"Why bother with a whore like her Master Aurora? She is probably opening her legs to every male from the Royal Elven family. Aren't virgins like me better?" Said a beautiful naked slave as she tried caressing the devilishly adorable boy, who goes by Aurora, though the response she got was probably not what she was expecting.
"You dare touch my body with your disgusting hands bitch!? Elders kill her; I do not wish to stain my hands with blood as dirty as hers." Said the young boy angrily as he slapped her away with her hand before quickly grabbing a towel and wiping his hand.
"M-Master Aurora, p-please forgive me; I-I was merely trying to please you; I-I didn't mean to anger you!" Said the woman, backing away while shaking in fear as she tried pleading to Aurora, though her words fell on deaf ears.
From the moment she began pleading to the moment she died, a sinister smile never once left the young boy's face, as it seemed; he derived satisfaction and amusement from her terror. The enslaved people below who watched everything transpire got even more frightened than before, some even pissing themselves.
"Young Master, the sect Master wishes to have an audience with you." Said a voice coming from behind the door.
"Tch, just when it was getting good. Kill the rest of them, Elders; if mother finds out I've captured more disciples again, I'll get scolded." Said the boy, annoyed as he left the room since he won't be able to relax while listening to the disciples scream.
"Understood, Young Master." Replied a sect Elder as he and three others began slaughtering all of the slaves while ignoring any pleas and cries for mercy.
'Elif, hmm? It seems I'll have to stop some of my hobbies and begin cultivating seriously if I don't wish to be left behind. Ugh, bastard, I'll kill him later for interrupting my hobbies.' Thought Aurora in anger while vowing to capture and torture Elif greatly.
Eventually, the boy made it before a set of giant double doors, and above the doors, in bright red writing, it read.
'Immortal Demon Sect'
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While all of these different groups of people were making plans after coming to their conclusion after seeing Elif's power and potential, the person in question was currently sleeping peacefully in the Royal Doctors' office with Elaine sleeping right next to him on the same bed while Hokori was laying on a table across from them.
