With that conversation out of the way, Yasenia and the girls took their time to catch up on other, more casual things. Eventually, time went by, Kaleina and Flame returned, and the dragoness welcomed them with open arms, raining kisses on them and making them giggle in delight.
This went on for about a week. Yasenia decided not to work or do anything but spend time with her family. While having a lot of fun together, time flew by quickly.
On the morning of the eighth day, the dragoness slowly got out of the pile of bodies surrounding her, using her energy, tail, and arms to shift her dears around and get out of bed gently.
After she did so, Yasenia walked into her office and sat on the chair. 'After four months, here I am again.'
The dragoness looked at the book before her, which registered everything she needed to check. She read it slowly, assimilating all the information. 'I see. So many things happened after the World Summit.'
The top ten powers, Humans, Demons, Divines, and Undead included, all established a proper power and slowly spread their wings, making the already cramped sky have even less space to fly. 'Hm? We sent someone to the Steel Back Wolves? Why?'
Reading all the reports that came with that slowly, her eyebrows slowly gained a faint frown. 'That Fu Lang Zu… He is really rushed to be put six feet under.' Her mind spun about the information she knew, but she didn't rush to make a decision. 'Let's read everything first, and then I can decide. The political situation has changed quite a lot in the last four months.'
While she didn't regret spending all that time to get her dears pregnant, it was the truth that she lost a lot of progress where she could've poked her nose to make things more favorable for her. 'However, if I did that, my only chance to get them pregnant would've gone flying out of the window. So, I will just deal with everything from now on.'
And so, the dragoness began working for three days straight, not resting a single minute, and organized everything she received during the last four months in her office and her head.
After she had written the last word in the document, Yasenia let the ink pen drop, leaned back on her chair with a sigh, and closed her eyes. Information about the entire political situation flashed in her mind and was reorganized, making her sigh again. 'Really, why are these oldies working so hard all of a sudden? They have done more during the last four months than during all the years I've spent here.'
Yasenia opened her analytical and sharp golden eyes and muttered. "Let's see, the cause of everything is probably the fact that the humans won the World Summit, right? The pressure from a race they've discriminated against for the last millenia beating them has probably sounded the alarm bells in the head of many."
Yasenia continued. "However, this development, I already expected it. What I didn't expect was that because of the reckless pressure from the Demons, the powers allied with the Continental Shadows had moved quickly. Many of the opposite party have joined the Divines because I've been somewhat absent during the last months. Some of those people probably thought that me being occupied was an excuse and that I was cowering behind the safety of my sect, or…"
Yasenia squinted. "Do they think that the Heavenly Tribulation killed me or left me heavily injured?"
The dragoness gave a thought to a few other options, but these two were the most plausible in her mind. Then, she picked a document at the side that showed the progress of humans. "While the World Summit protects them for ten years, that doesn't mean they can't initiate attacks. Of course, if they attack somewhere, that means that the place they attacked can strike back."
The dragoness looked at a page with a long list of sect names and sneered. "They didn't really hold back at all, did they? They've attacked around 500 different sects, although most of them are second and third-rated sects. However, when your power has a few peak-level Dantian Spiritualization Realm cultivators, unless the top sects send their own or a few dozen of high-level Epoch Cores, everything is free game."
The dragoness read the names of the sects and the casualties. "Although, I can see that they are not completely ruthless. They always demand the humans be freed, and only when the sect doesn't comply do they attack seriously. After the fortieth attack, most sects decided to hand over the humans they had obediently." Yasenia looked at the numbers and whistled. "Not bad, they rescued around 800,000 humans."
The Astral Sky Sect has been doing something similar but in a covert manner. In total, the Astral Sky Sect has saved around 200,000 humans. They all lived in the "human area" that Yasenia especially prepared in the sect and in Astral Sky City.
Looking at the reports regarding the humans, she realized that they had all become quite fanatics of her. 'The S.L.U.T. group is doing quite well. I should call Esther and have her give a report. The one here is detailed, but I would rather hear it in person. Then… Oh?' Yasenia picked one of the documents and realized the signature at the bottom was from Luna, the slave girl Evelyn saved in the past.
The dragoness chuckled. 'This girl has come a long way. Now, she is quite high-ranked in human society, and she leads the female psyche recuperation camp. I wonder what her current feelings about Evelyn are. Did she get over them? Does she still feel something for her?'
Yasenia mused for a bit and decided to call her together with Esther by using the Sect's formation.
While she waited for them to come over, the dragoness moved her attention toward Fu Lang Zu's matter. "Now, what to do with you…? Or, better said, how can you help my cause?"
The dragoness listed her objectives in her head. "The first objective is gaining the status of the strongest sect. Or, at least, the most influential. Thanks to our policies, we've covered almost eighty percent of all important cities with our shops. The hiring for new alchemists and other professions is going well, and our training and education programs are considered the best in the continent. Even the Divines and Demons can't compare in those aspects."
Yasenia tapped the table with her finger. "Then, when we manage to become the most influential sect, we should attain a 'Sacred Cultivation Paradise' status by increasing our overall energy and transforming this basin as much as possible. Using one main city and five lesser cities as nodes to be present in the center, south, north, east, and west of the world, we can then limit our sect's entry by making our entrance exam equal to the Rising Talent Academy mother owns. This will cut our new recruits by at least seventy percent, but the quality will remain unaffected, even becoming much better."
Yasenia smiled. "However, being elitist is good to an extent. We should have a few branches that get disciples at a lower rate than we currently have. Sometimes, late bloomers will be even more worth it than talented geniuses. I firmly believe that around half of our top staff will come from the lesser sects."
The dragoness nodded. "For the sect's overall plans, that's it. Astral Sky City and the rest of the cities can follow a similar plan, making the large cities a center for elites while the lesser cities will take in a much more varied population. Using formation and rules, I should be able to keep corruption from affecting the overall structure too much. Well, when you separate a society between elites and normal people, there will always be discrimination born from status. But if you want a strong foundation, you can't treat everyone equally. Some people are worth more than others, and that's the sad truth of the world."
Yasenia experienced it since she was that exception, and she understood how much a single outlier can influence the entire sphere of power.
The dragoness pondered. "Then, when we attain the 'Cultivation Paradise' status, the rest is easy. We slowly restrict the sects that oppose us by prohibiting entry to our lands, and those who support us will be able to access it. Then, the problems will be solved by themselves. The ones who have the privilege will become stronger than the ones who don't, so with time, even if the ones who oppose my power want to attack us, they will be too weak to do so. Yet, I need measures so that the suppressed enemy can't raise their head. Tyranny is a quick fix, but it leads to many other problems down the line."
Yasenia sneered. "A cultivator's nature leads to conflict. There can't be peace without having an [Enemy]. With one, you can create a feeling of camaraderie, and without it, conflict will start from within. Greediness is endless, and everyone wants more regardless of how much they have. And the more one has, the more one wants."
The dragoness overlooked all plans and commented. "Even if a few of them go wrong, the fixes are not hard to do as long as the main administration is corruption-free. Following this plan should allow the Astral Sky Sect to dominate the World in a non-invasive manner completely in less than 100 years. If I stay here all the time, I can reduce this time to 20 years."
Yasenia nodded and called for Alaia. The dragon woman maid appeared and bowed. Yasenia's monologue was not just for herself but for all the maids around and also a few other top leaders of the sect, like Ghana.
She gave them the original audio and the documents that she had prepared and smiled. "It's done. The plan to turn this little world into my nest is here. Go on and tell everybody that we are prepared to start the war." Yasenia's smile became cold and imperial. "It's time to take out the trash from my back garden."
Alaia's eyes flashed with reverence, and nodded. "Yes, Young Miss! We will prepare everything in three days!"
The dragoness stood up and looked at her. "Take four days. I want everything to be checked without haste. While that horny one-armed dog wants to take a bite from Sierra's sweetheart, Zephyrith is not weak nor stupid. She can protect herself."
Then, she turned around and looked at Esther and Luna. Both black-haired women, one with beautiful emerald eyes and the other with deep dark eyes had very contrasting beauties.
Esther was slim and elegant, with a face that could topple countries with just a smile.
Meanwhile, Luna was ironically seduction incarnate, with curves that could light up a flame of passion in the most serene hearts.
They both looked at Yasenia with widened eyes since her monologue was heard by them. The dragoness smiled and commented. "Come with me and tell me how humans are readjusting to the Astral Sky Sect. If I am satisfied, I can finally send a letter to those humans and ask them to come make a visit."
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Andrea: *Whistle* As thorough as always, love. You are brilliant.
Yasenia: Thank you, Darling~.
Author: Well, let's summon today's dear~. I summon you!
Zamayad: Hello!
Angel: Alo~. You are new!
Zamayad: Yes, that, I am, little Angel. You look very cute.
Angel: Hehehe, thanks!
Zamayad: Well, here is my question. Do any of the seniors know where the girls might acquire spiritual cultivation techniques?
Tatyana: If we were in the Sky Continent, I would be able to guide them to a place. But in this lower dimension, I am honestly clueless.
Mirrory: No idea. Regardless, low-level Spiritual Cultivation Techniques won't be of use to them. So, searching around here is like trying to find a treasure in a mortal market.
Valeria: We don't know a place, but locating a place is not that difficult. As long as we are near a spiritual source that has high quality, they will be quite visible. That's a reason as to why the otherworlders came to Distancia in the first place. Yasenia's technique spread a strong aura that alerted nearby worlds.
Zamayad: Ho? So you can check the world and know if there are powerful cultivation techniques there?
Valeria: Only with enough strength, but yes. It is possible.
Zamayad: That's interesting. Thank you for answering, seniors.
Author: And that's all for today~. Bye-bye!
Girls: Bye~.
Proofreader Sarah: As I thought, the creation of her Technique could be sensed.
Proofreader Ayan: Hmph. Farewell.