Chapter 154 - 152: Power Of Authority

Chapter 154 - 152: Power Of Authority

Two days later.

In the middle of a dark and dusky night, the gloomy clouds silently shifted below a magnificent sky palace.Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

...survive in darkness, life passes...

...survive in darkness, life passes...

...survive in darkness, life passes...

Covered his satin sheets that glistened with astral light, Wei Wuyin tossed and turned in his bed with tightly furrowed brows and lips that whispered endlessly.

"Ah!" His figure abruptly awoke from his sleep, exclaiming in frightful horror and heartrending pain. His pupils were like tremors as they were unable to focus amidst their ceaseless shaking and cold sweat drenched his body almost as if it had just rained.

"Haa...haaaa...haaaaaaaaa..." Heavy pants and breaths resounded as he slowly regained his sense of reality.

"A nightmare...again..." his heart felt horrible and his mind was in utter chaos, seeking reprieve in his memories and realization of his current, safe and secure reality. Lifting his hands, he realized they were trembling and even with his cultivation, he couldn’t do anything to stop it. He felt powerless.

That day, when he forcefully deciphered the descriptions of Hell, he had experienced an ungodly and unimaginable amount of tortuous, life-agonizing pain that seeped into every crevice of his mind, body and soul. It was unrelenting as it plagued him in his dreams, and even during the normal day, he had to suppress this feeling of lingering agony.

"Will it never end...?" Wiping the cold sweat from his brows, he felt uncertainty in his heart. The Calamities of Hell was divided into eighteen different levels, and seemed to be a sharp, ruthless guillotine bearing down on his neck. Every breath, every heartbeat led to an inevitable event that could effortlessly claim his life.

It was a horrifying life to live.

Before, he had mostly brushed it off with his nonchalant attitude that accepted death. It was his heart covering his fear, but now that he was determined to face and overcome the trial, the fear was ceaselessly springing forth.

He sat up on the edge of his bed, looking at his right arm.

Karmic Luck Value: 585.7.

First Calamity: Survived - 7/7.

Second Calamity: Suppressed - 40 Years.

’I still have forty years left. Unfortunately I can’t trigger the trial at this very moment.’ Sighing endlessly, he touched his heavily beating chest. The key to overcoming the Second Calamity was in his heart and mind. He felt at least seventy percent certain that he would not perish.

Unfortunately, he had no way to speed up the Calamity of Hell, so he was plagued by these horrors.

As for Heavenly Commanders, they were rank valued at 3.5. These were high level elders, but they were below Heavenly Kings, even in their own territory.

Imperial Sage: 4.

Prime Imperial Sage: 6.

Grand Imperial Sage: 10.

These values were concrete and inviolable.

To give an example, if Wei Wuyin left the sky palace and descended, as long as it was an Earthly Elite disciple or lower, he could have them do a handstand for an entire seven days. While he can’t bring intentional harm to them, he could assign them tasks or tell them to fuck off and they had to.

If they had grievances over his orders, or refused to do so, they could lodge a complaint in response. If reviewed and accepted, the one delivering the order would be subjected to punishment ranging from demotion, crippling, and even death. They were similarly strict against the wild abuse of power.

However, if the complaint was rejected. Their actions were tantamount to insubordination and they wouldn’t be demoted, but imprisoned, expelled from the sect, crippled, and/or executed on the spot.

It was just that harsh.

That was authority.

Of course, there were some exceptions and that’s where factions come into play. According to the sect’s rules, factions were group organizations developed by Sky Nobles, Heavenly Kings, and Imperial Sages.

Those not at these ranks, such as Prime Imperial Sages, Elders or lesser rank disciples, were unable to create their own faction. If they did, it’ll be immediately disbanded and those participating would be heavily fined or imprisoned.

Those who decide to be a part of a faction received an unexpected but immediate benefit: while their authority doesn’t rise, no one at their Faction Leader’s authority had the right to give them any orders or assignments.

For example, Wei Wuyin’s subordinates wouldn’t have to follow any disciple besides a Heavenly King’s direct order, and any Imperial Sage not of his mountain was similarly unable to order his faction members around.

After learning this detail, he was more intrigued at how complex the web of backing and connections were in the sect. It had to be very ferocious as joining a faction was a must unless you wished to be actively targeted and controlled by those with higher authority.

Unfortunately, if you join a faction, you were at the complete and utter mercy of your faction leader. Regardless of their order, you were forced to follow under the threat of certain death. After all, you chose that faction.

This meant any faction leader could gather all their females or male members and strip them naked, slowly enjoying every last one to their liking or force them into an orgy. If they refused, the gallows awaited.

Similarly, if they ordered you to castrate yourself or remove an eye, it was a fate you couldn’t avoid except in death. So to safely join a faction, it was paramount to understand the faction leader’s personality and intentions.

Of course, you can send in an order of withdrawal from said faction, but it must be approved by a Prime Imperial Sage personally or your Faction Leader. This was a difficult thing to do and can take a considerable amount of time to process and be approved. After all, Prime Imperial Sages were busy figures.

Wei Wuyin reviewed all this information and slightly smiled. From the outside, the sunlight was slowly piercing through the gloomy and dusky darkness of the night. As the light seeped into his silver eyes, brilliant ambition that had once fallen had emerged once more.

"I’ll make my own faction, to obtain a foothold in this new, grander world." His heart was set. No one knew that this simple decision made after a harsh nightmare was going to shake the Myriad Monarch Sect and the entire Tri-Vision Starfield for generations and generations to come.