Chapter 949: Chapter 949: The Era of Cultivating Immortality Chapter 949: Chapter 949: The Era of Cultivating Immortality Upon returning to Dragon King’s Palace, Greg Jensen initiated a global broadcast and briefly outlined the situation without delving into details.

He simply informed everyone of the crisis between the two realms, then publicly announced that Hidden Gate was recruiting disciples, limited to those of Chinese bloodline only.

As for the Sakura refugees, Greg Jensen didn’t forget them either, stating indifferently, “China and the Eight countries in Southeast have no plans to accept Sakura refugees. Other countries will not intervene, but–”
He paused for a moment, then continued, “Before accepting them, I hope everyone will think carefully about the true nature of certain people from Cherrywood.”

For thousands of years, the people of Cherrywood and their close neighbors have always been the children of China.

China taught them agriculture and weaving, introduced them to various advanced technologies, and many of them have ancestors who were Chinese.

“But what was the result?”

Greg Jensen didn’t continue, but those in the know understood–the history is a mirror, avoiding reflection reveals the scoundrels.

Following his words, various nations stopped accepting Sakura refugees, and even those willing to accept them implemented a second-class citizen system.

Social welfare and wages were reduced to the bare minimum.

In plain terms, they were treated as cheap labor forces; if one wanted to join a country, they had to work hard.

Pay enough taxes, and you get a qualification.

No one sympathized with the miserable state of the Sakura refugees; on the contrary, many people applauded the decision.

They might not be aware of the century-old history, but the unsavory actions of recent years have not been forgotten.

After concluding his speech, Greg Jensen began the task of restructuring the Dragon King’s Palace.

The Eight countries in Southeast formed the Southeast Alliance Republic, with leaders chosen locally; Dragon King’s Palace would recede to the background, controlling all military forces of the Republic.

Upon hearing the news, the various nations sent congratulatory gifts and dispatched high-profile figures to attend the national celebration.

At the same time, they sought assistance from Dragon King’s Palace, hoping for help in eliminating the remaining Beast Kings.

Although the Passageway between Two Realms was sealed, the eruption of Spiritual Energy within the native land showed no signs of ceasing.

The number of Beast Kings being born in various places did not increase, but the power of the existing Beast Kings surged drastically.

This caused headaches for the nations, prompting them to seek help from Dragon King’s Palace.

After all, Dragon King’s Palace was the only force in the world capable of subjugating Beast Kings.

Hunting those Beast Kings didn’t require Greg Jensen’s personal intervention; simply sending Yamata no Orochi and Tiger King was sufficient.

Of course, this was contingent on the other party being willing to offer appropriate compensation.

This compensation wasn’t cash or even the so-called commodity money, gold, but various cutting-edge technologies.

What the Southeast Alliance Republic lacked the most was technology; with it, combined with the domestic population base, a complete industrial system could be built within a few years.

Greg Jensen had long envied China’s industrial system, unrivaled by any other country in the world.

After acquiring these technologies, Greg Jensen didn’t hoard them but chose to exchange them with China.

After all, they were all part of the same family, and mutual exchange and joint development was the ultimate way forward.

Moreover, Greg Jensen didn’t particularly care about the secular power of the Southeast Alliance Republic.

If it weren’t for the need to provide for a large group of people below him, he wouldn’t have bothered with all this.

Seeing that the Southeast Alliance Republic was on the right track, Greg Jensen again vanished from the public eye, taking along a few close female friends back to Hidden Gate, leaving behind an empty Dragon King’s Palace.

And, that immortal legend.

…
Twenty years later.

A major news story exploded across the world channels.

“The Southeast Alliance Republic announces that eighty percent of its citizens have completed the teaching of Mandarin Chinese.

Therefore, after consultation with all members of the parliament, it has been decided to integrate with China with immediate effect.”

As Spiritual Energy grew denser, the global era of Cultivation formally began, and as the ancestral homeland of Cultivation, China naturally became a sought-after destination for many.

China established a vast number of Cultivation schools on its soil, and several Hidden Gates also established their own academies.

Those with exceptional talent and outstanding achievements could enter the academies of Hidden Gate, and the best among them could even become disciples of the Inner Sect.

This was an irresistible temptation for people all over the world.

However, Greg Jensen had laid down a rule that only those of Chinese descent could enter Hidden Gate; all others were categorically prohibited.

The Eight countries in Southeast have been connected by Chinese bloodlines since ancient times, and although much diluted, they still carry Chinese blood.

They have a natural advantage when it comes to entering Hidden Gate, and even if they can’t enter Hidden Gate, gaining admission to the Higher Education Institutions established by Hidden Gate is still beneficial.

Therefore, from the very beginning of the Republic’s establishment, Greg Jensen had set a goal, or rather, a plan.

Mandarin was included as an important subject in the national exam and, over the span of more than a decade, was popularized throughout the country.

Now, the benefits had entirely come to light.

A hero needs helpers three!

In this upcoming grand era of global Cultivation, China couldn’t fight alone; taking some underlings was essential.

…

The golden autumn of September.

It was the start of a new school term, which came twice a year.

As one of the six top elite institutions, Great Void Academy was packed to the brim.

New students being recruited, freshmen just starting, and parents sending off their children filled the vast square completely.

In the middle of the square stood a statue of a young man, tall and with an extraordinary aura.

That a dashing face attracted many girls to scream.

Especially the hint of a smile on the corners of his lips, which made their hearts flutter.

“Wow, is this the True Monarch?”

“So handsome!”

“They say the True Monarch became famous when he was young and saved the world; I didn’t expect him to be so young.”

“So hot!”

“If I could just see him in person, I’d die happy.”

“I want to have the True Monarch’s babies!”

On the edge of the square, a senior girl watching her chattering juniors had a radiant smile on her face.

When was it that she too was among them, utterly enchanted by the statue of the True Monarch?

“Hello.”

A voice brought the girl back to reality, and she turned her head to see that a family of four had appeared in front of her without her noticing.

Both children looked pretty, with fair skin, delicate features, and an adorable appearance.

Isn’t that age a bit on the younger side?

Generally, those who could enter a higher education institution were between sixteen and twenty-five years old.

Those too young might not meet the Great Void Academy’s requirements, and those who were old enough but beyond the age limit, despite sufficient cultivation, also couldn’t join.

After all, the Great Void Academy wasn’t like those unaccredited universities; it had strict limits on talent, cultivation level, and age.

But these two children looked to be only about ten years old.

So young and yet to be sent here–could they be prodigies from some family?

But then, the prodigies of each family were directly recruited through internal channels and didn’t need to go through these procedures.

The student felt puzzled, thinking that the other party might not be here for enrollment but perhaps had other matters to attend to.

Just as she was about to ask, she abruptly froze.

Because she realized that the man and woman standing in front of her looked somewhat familiar.

“You–”
“Shh!”

Just as the student was about to speak, the other party gestured for silence with a finger to their lips, then shook their head with a smile, indicating for her to keep quiet.

Gulp!

The student swallowed and nodded blankly, then stood up excitedly, her voice trembling, “True… True…”

She couldn’t finish saying “True” and had no idea what she wanted to say; after a while, she burst out, “Could you give me an autograph, please?”

“Eh, no problem, but could you first take care of their enrollment procedures?”

“Alright… Sure.”

The student completed the procedures at lightning speed and handed them to the couple, just about to say something, only to find the people in front of her had disappeared.

A note was left on the table with two names written on it.

“Greg Jensen, Trey Holmes–”
(End of Book)