Death... and me

As one could imagine, the news about the System Sect coming out of nowhere and then disappearing reached the nearby city. However, just a few cultivators saw it happen and mostly didn't believe in such an incident truly happening. After all, just what kind of spatial ring could keep such a huge thing inside? Not to mention that it carried life. It would be easier to believe it was teleported away, but that was even harder to think due to how expensive it would be to move all of that.

Well, whether anyone believed or not didn't matter. That's because Kentucky flew back to the city way before any of the witnesses arrived. By the time the first people who saw it talked about it with the others, Roan's group had already teleported away through the Formation Guild.

Six days later, Roan arrived at the city of Glinyer. The town wasn't big but not small either. Well, not big within the Realm of Gods' scale. It still carried around 450 million cultivators and demon beasts. The city itself didn't have anything Roan wanted, but it was perfect for him to keep his word.

Roan then left the city and found an inconspicuous place before contacting the Dimensional Realm. Soon after, he brought all 4598 members out. Indeed, the sect had already grown to that extent in these past two years. In fact, there were also a few people who didn't care about the city and stayed in the Dimensional Realm. "Everyone, I'll let all of you outside now. Don't forget that the Soul Binding Contract prevents you from talking about the sect or anything related to it. Anyway, you all know the consequences of trying to break this rule. You will have one week to do whatever you want as long as you don't break this city's laws."

He also added, "By the way, if any of you wish to leave the sect, you can simply not come back. The sect won't force anyone to be part of it. I'll be waiting a week later for those who want to continue being part of the System Sect in this place. If you're not back by then, I will consider that you wanted to leave the sect."

Roan then pointed his finger as he continued, "Anyways, the city is 15 kilometers in that direction. Well, you can see the city's buildings and walls from here, so you shouldn't have a problem finding the location."

Everyone was excited, wanting nothing more than to head to Glinyer already. However, some were more careful. "Sect Master Roan, what if we forget about this location?"

Rean and Havek were the ones to answer that. "Just use your badge. I left a beacon in this place which you can use your badge to follow. If you send your Divine Sense into the badge and select the Sect Location option, it should show you the direction the beacon is located."

Those two were quite happy with this upgrade to the badges. It used the signal that the badges emitted to locate the receiver. The badges could already communicate with each other, so this next step was a given in the Circuitry Formation project.

Hearing that, the sect members held their badges tightly. For many of them, it wasn't just a communication item and their identification anymore. The badges were almost as important as their lives by now. From a survey that Rean and Havek created on the badges, they found out that the badges were especially popular among the girls, who kept calling each other nonstop for pretty much anything. Rean had warned everyone that the content of the communication was all stored in the Sect's Circuitry Formation signal tower. That meant anything said could be heard later. Nevertheless, the girls just couldn't help it. Unless it was something extremely important, the badges were their go-to choice if the other part wasn't right there to talk.

With everything settled, the System Sect's disciples and elders immediately departed to the city. 4598 people might seem like a lot. However, for a city with 450 million people, this number of arrivals was nothing but a drop in the ocean. No one paid attention to it.

Havek, who didn't have much interest in the city, then looked at Rean and said, "Still, to think our badge would be used to this extent. How come no one cares about their conversation being recorded? I was listening to a conversation the other day, and believe it or not, the guy and the girl were flirting with each other. It seemed like they had different tasks and could meet up for a while. Still, they were being quite lewd, you know? You can already imagine what those two will be doing in Glinyer City later tonight."

Marcela, one of the elders of the sect, stayed behind since she didn't have much interest in the city either. "And why were you even listening to that? Even though the communications were recorded, you shouldn't listen to it unless necessary."

Havek laughed in response. "Hehe! Where's the fun in that? I built this communication formation with Rean, so I'll do whatever I want. Besides, we warned everyone that their conversations were being recorded. They have no right to complain if I decide to listen to them or not." Havek then looked at Marcela before continuing, "You're an elder here, so you probably know that you're a common conversation topic. Would you like to hear what the others have to say about you?"

Marcela's mouth twitched in response. Immediately, this old woman found herself in a dilemma. Should she hear others' conversations or not? Her morals told her it was wrong, but her instincts were screaming to know about it. Who wouldn't be curious after hearing such a question?

Rean sighed in response, though. "Alright, I'm prohibiting Havek from listening to anything anymore."

"What?!" Havek was taken aback. "This formation is as much yours as it is mine!"

Rean shook his head. "I'm not saying it's not. However, it'll truly create a lot of problems if everyone's secret conversations suddenly start to spread. If you have time to listen to such things, then work more on our projects." And just like that, Havek lost access to the recordings of the communication system.