CHAPTER 85: WHO THOUGHT A PERVERT COULD BE SO WISE!

Chapter 85: Who Thought a Pervert Could Be So Wise!

"That will be it." Ken got up from his seat after 11 hours.

11 hours! For that long, no disciple moved, no one spoke, and everybody listened.

From question to question, many jumped to have their doubts or problems solved, but even the elders had to stop and float upwards to listen to Ken’s advice.

There was a massive difference between when an elder gives a lecture and when a disciple or a peer does to those from his batch and status.

Ken knew exactly what to say and what not to say; he only gave advice and details on specific sections of his own experience where he had seen results.

Having the efficiency records become an art made him more qualified than elders to explain it, and having gotten an SSS-rank rating on the first trial made him the most qualified to speak of clearing it.

Such things were what he spoke most about, and everybody listened.

For it to take 11 hours would seem long, but the sheer detail that had to be said there couldn’t even fit in that duration, making people want to ask more questions and listen more to his calm talk that made a fire burn in your very soul.

Many disciples who had yet to pass the ranking wanted to teleport right in the middle of it, but they couldn’t miss the remaining details, and others wished they could go back and retake the trial, because they knew that those who took it before and after they listened to Ken would have vastly different results.

Just in terms of the percentage who got A rank and those who didn’t would change, but defeating Titan, going to the control room, and whatnot—that will be hard for first-stage qi-refining individuals.

However, there was something that the disciples were looking forward to more.

Ken had disappeared for half an hour, and only those who saw things from above could have a guess where he went, and when he came back, it was just time for Elder Aristo to take the stage.

A similar platform to the one the disciples were used to for lecture was erected, and Ken was surprised at the many forms this VIP room could take, wondering just how much it cost for Adam to make it.

And thus, after a calm few minutes of respect while waiting for the eldest, whom most have never heard of, to take the stage, a heartbeating wave of energy struck the chest of every disciple sitting.

From the core and official disciple to the youngest lad of Ken’s batch.

Just... what was this back-drenching aura that swept the entire room?

Was the elder trying to scare them, or was he just that powerful?

But Ken, who was now aware of more facts about inner sect elders, including what they planned to do with him, smiled while shaking his head.

A move that synchronized with many of the core and official disciples.

This move was intentional, because while the men held their hearts and ladies held their chests from the sheer force of the wave, a sharp gaze collected this reaction as its owner took a step and then another.

Each step sent another wave with it that almost made the disciples feel like they were going to fly out of their places, but the second the perverted elder, Aristo, reached his seat, everything stopped.

What was following was a treasure, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the vast majority of disciples.

A 12-hour lecture from one of the most ruthless individuals of this sect, the most powerful strategist whose one move could cause the destruction of cities and countries from the enemy side.

How many lives have changed from a single sentence from a mortal? How many mindsets have altered from a single sitting with a professor? And how many fortunes were made... from a single lecture by a knowledgeable individual?

These were mere mortal opportunities that most couldn’t even dream of obtaining.

Just... what qualifications did the disciples here have to be able to listen to the elder?

Some had had it, but... not the outer sect’s three batches.

That is why their numbers were very limited, but there were those who had had many lectures with this very elder and wouldn’t say no to more.

Core disciples who had one-on-one interactions with him and inner-sect disciples who had seasonal lectures that lasted an entire week.

Now it was time, time to listen to a revolutionary talk that might just give rise to the strongest batch of the sect’s entire history.

At this point in time, the VIP room had the least number of individuals.

Aside from the elders and core/official disciples, there were only 300 from the outer sect, the initial number that was given by Adam.

However, the lecture that would happen now would be broadcast to the entire Entertainment Core.

Any maid, butler, or disciple who is stationed here or experiencing the place would have a chance to listen and possibly rise from the rubble.

Ken’s karma... was continuously growing every second for being the reason for such an event.

"Ehhem."

*Fwshh*

A slight cough, a clearing of the throat, made the entire outer sect tremble.

This was a display of power, a display of might.

"Those who are qualified will show results for what they hear, and those who are not... are those who won’t." A simple truth was spoken.

This was the elder’s first sentence, and it said all that had to be said.

It isn’t your previous achievements that give you worth in the elder’s eyes.

Those who make use of the information they gain are the ones... who are.

Wisdom brimmed, and eyes lit up.

An elder’s philosophy always ought to be phenomenal. To hear or not to hear, to do or not to do.

It didn’t matter to him if the entire world listened to his words, because... not everybody would act upon them.

A simple fact, one that came from a pervert...

Who turned out to be wise!

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