Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

The moment Timothy spoke, the air seemed to freeze for a second.

The disciples exchanged nervous glances, dreading that Timothy might say the very thing that had been making them uneasy just moments ago.

But to their surprise, Timothy slowly opened his mouth and said, "It's all about training."

"Training?"

For a moment, many of them were stunned.

After all, this word wasn't something practitioners often heard.
Discover stories with empire

While body cultivators typically required intense and grueling physical training, for most practitioners of the Arcane Arts, their primary focus was on cultivating their magical abilities. Physical training was seen as almost irrelevant, offering only minimal improvements to their physique.

"If that's what you think, then you're completely mistaken."

As if reading their thoughts, Timothy smiled slightly. "Most people believe that cultivation level determines strength. They think that the power of magical artifacts and Arcane Arts directly defines combat ability. But what you fail to realize is how important the things you're overlooking really are.

Take the Goddess, for example. On the surface, her strength seems to have plateaued at the peak of the Transcendence Realm. There was no visible improvement before or after she entered the Sepulcher of the Sacred. But in reality, the sword intent she grasped in the Netherworld caused her true power to skyrocket beyond imagination.

So much so that when she faced Holy Emperor Nordain, who was also at the Holy Emperor level, she was able to kill him with a single strike.

Similarly, physical training, though it may not show immediate, obvious results like an increase in cultivation level, can subtly improve your body and even deepen your understanding of your practice.

Through hard work and perseverance, these subtle changes can have effects far beyond what you can see on the surface."

These words reflected some of Timothy's insights into cultivation since arriving on the continent of Elant.

Many people only focused on the external—on cultivation levels—without paying attention to the internal. They failed to realize that only by strengthening their own bodies could they break through to higher levels.

After speaking, Timothy deliberately released a portion of his aura.

As a faint glow spread around him, the mysterious and overwhelming power contained within his aura left many disciples visibly shocked.

If they remembered correctly, Timothy had already reached the Ocean's Gate level before entering the Sepulcher of the Sacred.

But now, they could clearly sense that the restrained power emanating from Timothy was far more terrifying than before—by an unimaginable margin.

This was the difference!

It was important to note that many of the disciples present had been in the Sky Sanctuary for several years, some even over a decade.

Most of them had started their training long before Timothy.

Yet compared to him, none of them could even come close to his level. They couldn't even dream of catching up to the distant figure he had become.

"Could it be that physical training really can subtly enhance one's strength?"

The disciples couldn't help but feel a mix of shock and disbelief.

But despite their doubts, they couldn't find any flaws in what Timothy had just said.

"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Timothy! We understand now!"

Excited, the disciples quickly asked, "But we still don't know how to train our bodies. Could you please show us, Brother Timothy?"

"Don't worry. Since I've already agreed to train you for the day, leave it to me."

According to Elder Turner, the Goddess would be coming to inspect them soon.

So, Timothy didn't hesitate and began training the disciples of the Sky Sanctuary.

The training methods he used were based on the exercises he had experienced back on Blue Star.

Standing at attention, push-ups, pull-ups, long-distance running… and various other physical exercises.

The disciples of the Sky Sanctuary were all exceptionally talented. Even though they hadn't undergone much physical training before, their bodies were far superior to ordinary people.

As a result, the intensity of the training Timothy put them through was far greater than what he had experienced during his own military training.

The long-distance run was a full 2 miles, and every exercise was performed with perfect form, pushing each disciple to their absolute limit. The intensity far exceeded what the disciples had ever imagined Timothy capable of.

"One, two, three, four!"

The loud chants echoed across the Sky Sanctuary.

Running across the vast courtyard, the group of male disciples, eager to grow stronger, moved in perfect unison. It was hard to believe this was only their first day of training.

As the setting sun cast its golden light over them, it was clear that every disciple was drenched in sweat, utterly exhausted. Yet, despite their fatigue, they could feel a newfound strength welling up inside them. This filled their hearts with joy, and instead of slowing down, they became even more focused and determined.

Even as time passed, the volume of their chants didn't diminish in the slightest.

"This… how is this possible?"

Even Elder Turner, standing off to the side, was stunned by the scene unfolding before him.

He had never heard of physical training being able to enhance one's strength like this. But the sight before him was clearly challenging everything he thought he knew.

"As long as you hold onto your beliefs and put in your utmost effort toward them, whether it's physical training or any other method, you can achieve significant improvement," Timothy suddenly said from beside him.

This was one of the insights he had gained over time.

"I see…"

In that moment, Elder Turner's expression became serious, and a glimmer of excitement appeared in his eyes as he nodded in understanding.

On the continent of Elant, most practitioners believed that only cultivation levels determined one's strength. Few realized that cultivating the mind was just as important as cultivating power.

Timothy's seemingly casual words had subtly awakened something within him.

Though Elder Turner hadn't participated in the disciples' training, he suddenly felt a deep clarity in his heart, as if he had just experienced a profound epiphany.

He glanced at Timothy, and though he didn't say anything, a sense of respect began to grow within him. It seemed Timothy was far more complex than he had initially thought.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Elder Turner watched the disciples, who, through their training, seemed to have found a deeper sense of self. Their mental fortitude had grown significantly, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion.

People often exhaust themselves in pursuit of the grand path, not realizing that the true path might already be within them—or perhaps right beside them.

"Wait, this aura…"

Just as Elder Turner was lost in thought, he suddenly sensed a cool, ethereal presence approaching.

Goddess Sylvia was on her way!