MIGHT AS WELL BE OP Chapter 1379: Issue At Hand

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Previously on MIGHT AS WELL BE OP...
Chaos Betroth returns to the sect and reports her findings to the Sect Master and Core Elders. She confirms that none of the Above Disciples were possessed during their time in the Inheritance Realm. The elders discuss the events that transpired, including Anthony's surprising strength and the actions of various factions.

As for Anthony’s strength, they were speechless, but it made perfect sense in a way, as they had all watched him break through to the Perfection Star Monarch cultivation rank, and also watched him increase his comprehension of hundreds of Laws to the Embodiment stage like it was nothing.

But still, it was a bit disorienting to hear that a twenty-year-old kid had wiped out a group of Eternal Apexes, a rank that none of them had climbed to, yet a junior from a Lower Galaxy, who was even younger in age, had surpassed them.

They could only thank whatever existence out there that this abnormal descendant of the Sect Master had fallen into their lap and hadn’t gone to another Upper Galaxy.

"You all should be thanking me for my foresight, you know."

Nathaniel spoke with a proud smile on his face, his eyes squinting as the Core Elders could literally feel the happiness coursing through his body.

"If I hadn’t returned to my Lower Galaxy and handed that particular Spirit King my talisman, Anthony would have gone to another Galaxy."

He boasted shamelessly without reservations of any kind.

The Decipherer Of The Heavens rolled his eyes as he spoke in a factual tone.

"If you didn’t steal the talisman from your Slaver at the time, you wouldn’t have been able to give anything to the Spirit King that you speak about."

Nathaniel simply shrugged as he replied.

"Whatever, it doesn’t change the fact that I still acquired it and went down to the Lower Galaxy and handed it over."

His tone was smug as his entire demeanor shifted from the Sect Master demeanor to that of a proud Father.

The Decipherer Of The Heavens said nothing more. He simply shook his head, as the Sword Ruler successfully stealing that talisman could be attributed to his luck. After all, an artefact that was capable of interfering with the Heavenly Ascension procedure was anything but cheap and easy to acquire.

"But to think that he had only ascended barely one month ago, and now he stands above all of us here."

The Slumbering Storm spoke, her tone a bit reminiscent as she remembered when she had sparred with Anthony during their Test. And through that spar alone, everyone knew that Anthony was outrageous, as he hadn’t lost to her through the spar.

But a spar and a real fight were different. And if they fought now, she would lose.

The hall simply fell silent at the Slumbering Storm’s words. Nathaniel, who was seated on his Sect Master seat, couldn’t help but reminisce a bit. He remembered how Anthony struggled against the Garuda, Asura, Yaksha, and Rakshasa. They had injured him and pushed him to the point of using his trump card, and him needing to intervene.

But now, that same boy had reached this level.

"I wonder how ridiculous he was down at the Acarnis Galaxy."

The Deceiver Of Laws spoke in a calm tone.

Although the Sword Ruler had hidden the name of his Lower Galaxy till now, Anthony had revealed it. They all understood that the boy had revealed it only after he was strong enough to protect it, as he never made any reveals in the past.

"Maybe I should try impregnating a couple women down at the Lower Galaxy, spend a century or two there and leave after making sure my bloodline continues, then go back maybe a million years later."

The Punisher spoke aloud to himself as he wanted a descendant like Anthony for himself. Although he knew the chances of him having someone like Anthony down the line were practically zero, he was still willing to try.

The other Core Elders looked at him, then shook their heads, saying nothing as they didn’t want to discourage him.

"But there is an issue at hand that you all seem to miss."

The Deceiver Of Laws spoke, gathering attention on him.

As they gazed at him, the Deceiver Of Laws continued in a calm tone.

"Did you all forget that we were supposed to reward the disciples with Contribution Points for the remaining 90% of their reward out of the 10% they keep for themselves? And since Anthony has The Lover Of Death’s treasures, exactly at what point do Contribution Points become useless to him?"

He asked, his tone flat as he looked around the hall, staring at the Core Elders and Sect Master.

"Besides, with Anthony’s current strength and him also already reaching the Eternal Apex rank a week ago, why would he care about Contribution Points? Do we even have anything someone as powerful as him even needs?"

He added in finality, his voice fading from the hall.

At the Deceiver Of Laws’ words, everyone was speechless, as his words were indeed true. With the ridiculous amount of treasures Anthony was about to drop on their heads, at what point did Contribution Points become useless? And truly, as the Deceiver Of Laws had asked, did they really have anything someone of such power needed?

In fact, that question should only be asked when they were sure that Anthony even needed anything to begin with. Even if he needed anything, with that Thought Conception skill of his, he could just create anything he needed with a thought.

How could they even keep him in the Null Sect? With the amount of enemies Anthony had gathered for the Null Sect, if he decided to just leave tomorrow, who would protect them?

He should stay just because the Sect Master was the Founder of the Null family?

Please, he barely knew the man beyond his name and had only met him just a month ago.

After racking their brains and minds for a couple of minutes, they came up with nothing. Although they didn’t know what rewards the other Above disciples came out with, the Core Elders and Sect Master weren’t bothered about it, as they were sure it would be something normal.

"Strong people are hard to deal with in all shapes and forms."

The Punisher spoke as a heavy sigh escaped his lips.

The others could only nod their heads and hope that Anthony stayed behind. If not... they were practically doomed, as other Ancient Behemoths and Organizations would be waiting to exact revenge one way or the other, even if it didn’t affect Anthony.