"Thatâs right, Lord Luo Longsi, if youâre willing to accept this method, we can naturally discuss it. However, Iâm not talking about some kind of battle between the Stellar levels. The Stellar level is an extremely valuable combat power, and beings like us shouldnât be involved in too many battles on the front lines. Your idea might be a bit too aggressive. My plan is to have the Semi-permanent Star Level as one level, the Respect Level as one level, and the Star Space Level as one level. These three major levels will have their battles, and the number of participants and detailed rules will be decided gradually. As long as you agree, thatâs it. You might say that you have few experts at the Semi-permanent Star Level on your side, but this depends on comprehensive strength. If you canât manage, then I canât help you either. How about it, can you agree to what I said?"
Titan seemed very confident that Luo Longsi would agree.
The actual situation was indeed like this.
When he proposed this, Luo Longsi didnât speak, but suddenly heard Jia Yanâs voice transmission.
"Agree to him, but delay the time to five years later."
Jia Yanâs remarks didnât surprise Luo Longsi much; she was inclined to agree as well. However, the five-year timeframe was something she hadnât thought of just now.
Five years would not make the Empire wait too long and would allow for more cultivation time.
"Lord Titan, I generally agree with the proposal, but it requires some time to communicate with others. Furthermore, as you know, our grip on the Orion Arm and the Biochemical Star Region hasnât reached your Empireâs level of control, so more time is needed in selecting participants. Letâs set a five-year deadline; five years later, weâll compete. As you know, integrating the forces on both sides requires five years, which isnât considered long."
Luo Longsiâs words made Titan quietly murmur with slight discontent.
Five years is indeed a bit much, but still within an acceptable range.
Because they spent several years dealing with half of the Biochemical Star Region, facing the more challenging Orion Arm and the other half of the Biochemical Star Region Alliance, as well as behind-the-scenes forces like the âGiant Mosquito clan,â itâs understandable this could be a prolonged battle. So, five years doesnât seem too lengthy.
"Alright then, but I hope that five years later, youâll field a team. Letâs not end up saying something like being unable to fight. Additionally, the detailed content about territorial disputes will be discussed by our subordinates. Weâll just set the big direction, wonât we?"
After Titan said this, he began to take his leave.
For him, Luo Longsi wasnât welcoming, nor did he wish to stay in this place full of enemies.
"Alright, then goodbye."
After exchanging some farewell words, Titan flew straight back. His journey this time yielded satisfactory results, as he confirmed the Empireâs future steps to slowly devour this half of the Biochemical Star Region. As long as they win once, they can force the Orion Arm into several strong battles, gradually swallowing half of the Biochemical Star Region on the Orion Arm or even provoke the Giant Mosquito clan in the Orion Arm, leading to conflict. Even if they fight, Titan believes the Giant Mosquito clan doesnât have a chance of winning. After all, as he mentioned, even if the Giant Mosquito clan produces a top-tier Stellar Class Late Level expert, itâs merely a Stellar Class Late Level. Behind them, the Empire has three Stellar Class Late Level experts, not to mention an even stronger Galaxy Level sitting at the Civilizationâs helm as the backing. Presumably, this Stellar Class Late Level expert is afraid of these, which is why they dare not show themselves.
After gradually annexing the Biochemical Star Region, the next challenge is the Orion Arm itself. In any event, all this needs to be carefully considered. To Titan, he knows this will be a protracted war, so he believes initiating this first task was correct and that he will eventually become a figure known in history.
"Lord, did I handle this correctly?"
"Very well, five years is also enough time for me to further enhance my strength. You all should work hard and improve your strength too."
"Yes."
After Jia Yan issued this order, he immersed himself in cultivation under immense pressure.
"In five years, although conflict might not necessarily erupt, I need to prepare in advance. Five years later, regardless of the battle outcome, I also have to prevent the Empire from making any impulsive moves. Hopefully, nothing unexpected occurs."
"Besides, during these five years..."
Jia Yan, pondering in subspace, suddenly thought of a good plan.
Far away in the Genius Battlefield, there was a young man who appeared just like an Earth person, silently cultivating on the Heaven Listening Pavilion Star.
"Not bad, my strength has improved again, and Iâm not too far from the Respect Level now."
This individual stood up; with each movement, his strength strikingly reached the Starry Sky Post.
He is Jia Yanâs nominal son, âJia Rong.â At this moment, Jia Rong has spent considerable time in the Genius Battlefield, gradually understanding his own strength more, and gaining more insight into the Genius Battlefield, slowly extinguishing the thought of surpassing Jia Yan.
Having come to the Genius Battlefield, he knew his talent was quite good, even potentially being top-tier genius here, possibly having more opportunities to be beyond top talent.
But compared to that person, heâs still lacking!
Jia Yanâs legendary deeds have spread wildly over this Genius Battlefield for a long time, though recent some cooling has occurred. As a figure within historical records of the Genius Battlefield, the most terrifying genius existence, even having reached the Stellar Level on his own path, almost everyone within the Genius Battlefield has gradually learned his legendary story.
"Jia Yan... Evolutionary Creature... Giant Mosquito clan?"
Thinking about Jia Yanâs legend and recalling Jia Yanâs identity on Earth, Jia Rong only felt a bitter smile at the corners of his mouth.
He already knew his identity had nothing to do with Earth people, besides the appearance resembling Earth people. Thereâs even a slight chance of intermarriage with Earth people. But on the gene level, they are entirely different species.
Therefore, he felt troubled; the identity recognition as an Earth person has always been a point of pride, and he always considered Earth his sole connection.
But now that sense of identity recognition is gone.
Having just reached Starry Sky Post, he was about to get up and move a bit.
"Very well, youâve reached Starry Sky Post, now I want you to reach Respect Level within three years, and return to the Orion Arm to participate in a strong battle with the Empire."
Suddenly, as Jia Rong prepared to leave the long-sealed retreat chamber and get some fresh air outside, a cold voice reached his ears.
"Hmm? Who?"
Jia Rong was shocked, quickly looking around nearby.
But nothing was visible, and even on the Heaven Listening Pavilion Star, where experts should abound, no one seemed to have discovered this voice, leaving only him hearing it.
"This voice... Are you Jia Yan?"
Jia Rongâs face transformed wildly, then collected himself.
He knew, within the Sky Pavilion, itâs said there is an avatar of Jia Yan, but nobody knows where this avatar is or when it will move. Therefore, in his long tenure at the Sky Pavilion, he gradually forgot about this matter. Unexpectedly, today, the avatar spoke to him.
"What strong battle, why do I have to listen to you within three years?"
Jia Rongâs expression turned slightly cold, then he sneered aloud, sensing his relationship with Jia Yan is still poor.
"Youâve reached this level, you should experience a battle with strong ones. The Genius Battlefield is not suitable for you, as your path is not one of battling geniuses. Also, having reached Respect Level, youâve met my unique cultivation methodâs initial requirements. I wonât speak a second time; consider your options in three years."
Jia Yanâs indifferent voice reached Jia Rongâs ears, followed by the complete disappearance of any sound.