There were many Old Ones that attended the grand meeting, trying to use their knowledge in order to figure out a solution to the biggest problem; the Burane race.
Even though the Myöldra race was said to be stronger, neither the common races in the Argos alliance nor the Ariyor race was sure about this fast.
There was much more intel about the Myöldra race and this was exactly what made them into less dangerous opponents than the unknown Burance race!
Everyone was aware of this but nobody could tell how to solve this issue of the unknown.
Thus, more than one hour has already passed without a single answer to one of the many topics they had wanted to talk about.
This told Jason that the entire grand meeting would be a long and arduous event.
However, instead of being discouraged or frustrated by this, Jason decided that it was beneficial to make a well thought decision rather than being impatient!
Most people attending the grand meeting were in the same opinion, but the person Jason had begun to eye for some time was already leaking some of his bloodlust.
'The accumulated bloodlust in his body is already manifesting, just what kind of ability allows that?'
Jason was sure that the person he eyed was the Blood sects patriarch but what he saw through his mana eyes confused him greatly!
It astonished him that he was able to remain so calm in front of the Blood set patriarch, but he was glad about that. There wouldn't have been many problems otherwise.
The accumulated bloodlust, or at least that was what Jason thought it to be inside the Blood sect patriarch seemed to be alive.
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This enhancement accelerates the mana circulation and output of the Blood sect patriarch's mana core, allowing him to use his blood-red transmuted mana faster and with greater efficiency.
Additionally, his whole body had been refined as even his bones, tendons and the rest of his body released a faint bloody aura.
It was not long after that the Blood sect patriarch noticed Jason which caused him to stare straight into his eyes.
His hair and eyes were red in color and somehow, the Blood sect patriarch looked somewhat familiar to him.
'Where have I seen him?' Jason wondered as he tilted his head, continuing to stare into the Blood sect patriarch's eyes.
'What is wrong with this youth? Am I that Interesting?'
Jason tried to figure out where he had seen the Blood sect patriarch, whose name was Daniel Kler. Meanwhile, Daniel Kler was trying to understand why the black-haired youth with silver strands stared at him.
Yet, before both were able to find an answer to their questions, the Grand meeting had switched from rather boring topics to the main topic everyone was here for, today!
"I would like to propose a plan in which I have already chosen the big clans and the opponents they should face. This plan was made from a neutral stance and according to the big clans' main affinities!"
A middle-aged man, who Jason had never seen said with a loud and clear voice.
Jason expected the other big clans to reject the plan before it had been proposed, but on the contrary of his expectations, everyone remained silent.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})This allowed him to understand that the middle-aged man that stood up, was someone with great achievements because he was definitely not strong!
He had barely solidified his first prismarine crystal and Jason could tell that he didn't have any soulbonds as he had neither an enlarged mana core nor any transmutation in his mana!
Nevertheless, everyone remained quiet which astonished Jason more.
As he was about to ask Shane, who sat next to him, he only received a finger sign, telling Jason to stay quiet.
Before he was even able to react, the middle-aged man began to lay down his plan.
His explanation was slow, yet detailed and filled with wisdom about every single big clan and ancient sect!
Other than that, Jason figured out that the middle-aged man's knowledge about the foreign races was much broader than that of any other human he had met until now!
This was interesting and showed clearly that the middle-aged man was not to take lightly.
There were things he was unable to understand about the middle-aged man, but his plan seemed reasonable. It covered the basics and after adjusting it a little bit, there shouldn't be any problems!
Thanks to the detailed explanations, Jason was able to acquire lots of information about every single big clan, such as their combat prowess, number, affinities, and whether they had body refinement techniques or not.
When the middle-aged man had begun to talk about body refinement techniques, he had stopped for a minute.
"Someone told me that a neutral body refinement technique that is translated is spreading through the big clans that had belonged to the Shiabi alliance!
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})If possible it would be best to increase the number of copies and allow everyone to refine their physique! Every ounce of strength can determine whether one will survive or die!
The same goes for the timing. The sooner we will be able to receive those copies, the further one will be able to refine everyone's body!"
As the middle-aged man had finished his words, he diverted his attention towards Fasro, and his sister, who sat next to the Shiabi clan patriarch.
Fasro was already aware that everyone thought that the Ariyor race had translated the neutral body refinement technique of the Doom Crawls.
However, that was not the truth and he couldn't just say agree without consulting Jason.
Thus he sent him a quick voice transmission, only he and Jason were able to hear.
[If you're fine with handing out the copies, I'll accept it. If not, I'll just decline the proposal. They can't do anything against it either way. If they were to attack us right now, it would worsen the situation even more!
Just give me your answer by nodding or shaking your head]
When Jason heard this he smiled faintly, yet, instead of answering by moving his head, he had a different idea.
Barely lifting his finger, Jason made the hand sign for 'exchange' which he had learned some time ago.
It was Midra who had told him a few things about the universal language and their perks of being usable for every race, whether they were blind or deaf!
As such, he had learned a few signs for the worst-case scenario.
Because he was unable to make the hand sign for 'money', he did instead that for 'exchange'.
Fasro barely noticed Jason's hand sign before he answered the middle-aged man.
"Everything our race does has to receive an equivalent exchange, and we won't hand our goods without something in return.
Otherwise, it would be similar to a charity event, and that's definitely not why the Ariyor race is here!"
After Fasro had made his statement, an uproar resounded through the entire hall.
Yet, after thinking about it for a moment, the Ariyor's words were true. They had only come to Argos to take care of the Shiabi clan. If they had wanted to, it wouldn't be difficult to kidnap the master of the curse cleansing ability before returning to their origin planet.
Because of that, it was evident that the Ariyor race wouldn't receive any benefits by being generous.
Thus, most people were able to refrain themselves, while only a few continued to voice out their anger.
Other big clan heads were thinking of copying the neutral body refinement technique by themselves once they were to procure one. However, unbeknownst to them, this was more difficult than they could have ever expected!
If it were to be as easy as they assumed it to be, nobody would purchase the neutral body refinement techniques from Jason! As such, there had to be a trick, and only Jason knew about it.
There was a small trick he had employed to prevent this, and even the Fasro had been astonished when he had heard about this!
Meanwhile, the middle-aged man had just lifted his eyebrow, looking at Fasro as if he had seen something he expected and at the same time something that was unexpected.
'Did the Ariyor just listen to the youth's hand sign??'
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