A Sect instead of a Clan?

[Don't get cocky! Your still a two bit cultivator boy.]

Elder crossed his arms over his chest and looked away. In actuality Qwens cultivation speed greatly impressed Elder but he would never tell Qwen this. His ego was already swollen enough.

[Your team is ready. The least of them have completed the body stage and have entered the mid stages of the chi consolidation realm.

Although yours now the third strongest cultivator now.

Elder mused.

My top pupils have broken though to the peak stage late Spiritual realm. It would be safe to say they are psuedo Transcendent realm cultivatiors. They are nearly able to harness the power of the laws the universe. Their domain strength has reached its peak. When in the Transcendent realm they will be able to manifest the laws and creating devastating effects. They can already do this to a minuscule amount.]

"Really that strong?"

They didn't waste any time at all growing stronger.

[Yes, looks like they will be looking after you in the future. Your two other friends are in the early spirit cultivator realm. You have 26 fully trained cultivators under your charge. What will you do with them.]

[Although, with your permodial slash you may stand a chance.]

Qwen laughed.

Oh so you mean like this?

Qwen combined nature elements and created a small wooden hut. Then, he turned it into steel. He began to sweat at this point. He geunted heavily and changed it to a car sports car.

He fell on his knees and gasped for air.

Elder bent over laughing.

"Ah Hahahaha. What the hell even was that!"

"Quiet you old bastard! I'm still getting the hang of this."

Elder wiped the tears from eyes.

[What your doing is embarrassing yourself. Once you create something, it takes a massive amount of spirit energy to turn it into something else. For now focus on creting smaller objects until you reach the 'Transcendent cultivation realm'.]

[Premodial energy focuses on the external uses of the elements. I used a form of Premodial energy to create the environment inside of planes. Yet, I used the laws from the Heavenly Dao to create the dimention and its rules or laws. For now, just continue your cultivation as is. Eventually, you will reach your goals. For a two bit cultivator, you do show some promise.]

"Aww Elder wad that a compliment."

[Compliment my arse boy!]

Qwen was satisfied to finally get under the grump old man's skin and changed the subject. He needed time to practice and ponder on Elders words. Elder called it gaining comprehension that puts you in a trance like state.

"Well I was thinking about starting a clan but, I'd rather start a sect instead. Its run by materials exchange and contribution points. The more contribution points, the higher level cultivation techniques and martial arts one could obtain. Weekly spiritual stones will be give to the sect disciples. Depending on their cultivation levels, the more stones they can obtain."

[Yes of course I know what a sect is but why do you want to create a one?]

"Well I'll be the only one who produces and have spiritual resources culitvators. We'll test each person's cultivation ability. If they are stong enough then we'll let them enter and use culivations fruits and spiritual stones. I'll reserve access to the spirit pool."

[I have a plane in an alternate dimension ready for you to use. It's a sect like in my old world but with modern amenities. Since their isn't a lot of time left we need to see this along.]

"Yeah I know. We only have two months left but that doesn't mean we dont prepare for the worse. "

[Yes, and we still don't even know what 'worse' even is yet.]

Qwen only nodded silently while lost in thought.

Inside of the tower. Elder had thr power to create world sized planes. The place he created for Qwens clan was able to hold tens of billions of people on the land mass. It was connected to a river like ocean made of fresh water and unknown depths. It had it own atmosphere and weather system.

It had various regions that supported different kinds of wild life and fauna from Elders home planet. The beasts were made up of spirit energy and their cores could be uses to increase cultivation levels and to create weapons and armors.

Spirit energy was similar to mana except it was connect to a Dantian and a person's mind, body, and soul.

"BOSS!"

The twins flew at top seeds and landed in Qwen's palace courtyard.

"Hey Qwen."

Jasmine saved shyly.

"Hey boss what's up! Looks like your

getting left behind but two teen girls culitvators. Elder what was it you called it?"

Lisa snapped her fingers as she pretended to try to jog her memory.

"Oh year, second rate cultivator. Now you wouldn't be a second rate cultivator would you?"

Qwen frowned.

"Quiet you little chump. You've been around this ghost long enough. Let's go recruit more people."

Elder teleported everyone infront of Qwen.

He greeted Ryu and Shizomi. The rest of the 22 men and woman under Qwen nonlonger give him dirty looks. They looked at him with near reverence.

They all were in 2 rows of 11 and cupped their hands and bowed. Their hair was pulled back in pony tails or short cuts. The all wore red asian combat robes lined with gold dragons lining the brim of each robe. The senior disciples would wear the fancy robes. The red on the robe was actually made of dragon scales. Various colored weapons were on their side or backs. Each one specialized in one weapons it seemed.

"Masters disciples are ready to serve!"

Each person shouted in unison.

'Just what the hell did the old man put them through?'

"So what's the name of this rag tag band of kung fu fighters?"

Shizomi asked with a look of slight astonishment watching the former theives.

"I thin I'll call it, The Premodial Dragon Sect."

Jasmine smiled. "I like it!"

The rest of the team nodded.

"We'll post on the world system forum that we are recruiting into our sect. We'll go to the dungeon you'll display your powers on front of as many people as possible. Then, from the each of the cities, Elder set up teleports directly to the sect."

Everyone agreed and headed to their individual palaces inside of the tower to grab their perosnal belongings.

Qwen needed to see the changes that happening since he had been in culitvaton.

He truely couldn't believe what he was reading when he turned on his phone. The planet had on its head.

He checked the system users forum and it had hundreds of millions of users. Within days of Qwen conquering the dungeons millions had pushed pushed into the 2nd floor.

Not without tens thousands of casualties. The dungeon was a meat grinder for the less talented and weak of heart.

Deeper in the in the first area was the cult like orc tribe that terrorized system users with dark magic. They used powerful spell with dark and void magic.

They could use the void magic to enhance their bodies and dark magic. It was magic from the void that corrupted the mind and altered the soul. It would eventually turn the practitioner into a heartless killing machine over time.

The gate to the second floor was opened but there was an boss monster in the way. It was level 15 but was able to be boosted to an level 50 monster with all of the void magic accumulated by worshipping orcs to their dark void god.

So far no one had been able to kill the monster. Its massive army of hundreds of millions of orc were hold up in a mountain city.

There were systembuser getting strong enough to challenge it by training in the palace dungeon city.

A few thousand on earth were already at level 25 higher and had chosen their advanced professions.

They all hit the experience wall and realized that they had to fight stronger monsters to level up.

The information was posted on the news and forum.

Apparently at the moment no one could enter the dungeon without being hacked to death. The dungeon break was about to occur and the dungeon was similar to a real world. The intelligence monsters prepared for war.

Billions of low level monsters readied to exit the portal from every direction. Eventually, users figured there was nowhere to enter and monster would not immediately swarm them.

On a news clip he could see a family being interviewed asking why was Qwen around to save their child. People were blaming him son.

Qwen shook his head.

'How the hell can they blame me if their kid chose to enter a dangerous dungeon?'

He watched tens of videos of people blaming him.

When everyone came back he told them what he had learned.

"Yeah, I saw the same thing on my phone what do we do?" Shizomi asked in his timid tone.

Qwen smiled.

"Its time for you ladies and gents to put on a show."

They walked to the hanger of the tower were hundreds of 'Cloud Skippers' were docked.

The Twins were the most excited and giggled with glee and they ran and hugged their ships.

Each ship had a sliver the cultivators spiritual energy connected to it so they could sense the last ship used.

Qwen gifted each new cultivator their own aircraft. Telling them it was a gift for completing their cultivation and being senior members of the sect.

Whoops and hoots could be heard as the sprinted to claim ibbbs on their ships. The cultivator were given a run down on how to operate the ships. Since it was controlled almost subconsciously, there was practically zero learning curve for a new pilot. For example two immature 16 year olds were able to operate the air craft effortlessly.

Qwen entered his ship and turned around on his dock to look at his new sect disciples.

"Head to see your families and friends. Expect to see you all at the dungeon tower by tomorrow at noon. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Sect Master! They all said in unison and cupped their hands."

Qwen frowned.

Just call me by my name.

"No Sect Master!"

They all smiled mischievous smiles before dashing into their cockpits and flying away.

"Ugh. The contract didn't stop them from being pricks."

He quietly smiled to himself before taking off in his own ship.

'Maybe having people are you can trust around isn't so bad.'

He thought to himself as he flew into the horizon.