"Why did you only use your Refined Qi at the final mont?" Axton asked curiously. He wanted to learn more about his disciple, as he needed Yoma for his plans.
"Refined Qi? What is th—" Apollo cut himself off as he realized what the Headmaster ant. So the ball of Qi inside his dantian is called Refined Qi. "Seeing the ultra-ego turn as weak as a chick—it's a pleasure I'll always want to see. People like him, it's an achievent to break them down."
"Oh?" The Headmaster of the Great Serpent Cultivation School raised an eyebrow before a smile ford on his lips. "Your words will fuel their anger towards the lowlife they think you are."
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"Let them be," Apollo chuckled, swinging his right arm to test his newly healed shoulder. It had been foolish to rest the tree branch on his shoulder, trying to act cool and mighty.
They were now back inside the Headmaster's room, with Eli out on the balcony feeding the two Water-Attributed Falcons.
"You won, but more will co," Axton said. "Even though you defeated the strongest of the Seniors, the others are not to be taken lightly."
"I didn't sign up for this," Apollo narrowed his eyes at the Headmaster. "I wanted peace, not to attract too much attention. You didn't even protect my identity, and now you're just going to let them issue challenges?"
"I know you agreed for the benefits your position could bring," Axton said, floating toward the mat and crossing his legs. "But I don't offer free als."
"I know," Apollo nodded. "That's why you should tell the real reason you chose . The real reason. Or should I just give up this position? I won't care about the benefits if trouble keeps finding ."
Axton fell silent. He glanced at the balcony, then waved his hand. A translucent do enclosed the two of them. "It's trouble that will fuel your growth. I chose you because I wanted to teach you. From what I've observed, you've just embarked on the Way of the Wanderer.
I don't know where you got your Cultivation Technique to reach this stage, but great talent is both a curse and a blessing. Even though you're a Wanderer, it doesn't an you should completely abandon the advantage of connections."
Wanderer. They always think I am that, Apollo thought. He'd heard this term plenty of tis, but his understanding of it remained shallow.
"You haven't told the real reason," Apollo said, narrowing his gaze at the Headmaster. "But let guess…" He locked eyes with Axton. "You need soone to do your dirty work."
Axton's eyes widened, and he didn't bother hiding his expression, confirming Apollo's suspicions.
Apollo had danced on the palms of others many tis in his past life, always cutting off the hands in the end. This had honed his ability to sense hidden agendas behind convincing words.
He even suspected that Sir Guo, the training ground guardian, had similar motives. But at the ti, Apollo had chosen to pursue the benefits he could gain. He could have paid off his debt by going to the Great Serpent Headmaster, but that would've ant another form of debt—a favor he didn't want weighing on his shoulders.
"You're smart," Axton said, nodding in satisfaction. "This will be easy. You're right."
"I had a strong gut feeling," Apollo smirked. Deep inside, he began weighing what he could gain from this conversation.
Axton had threatened to expose Apollo's presence, ensuring trouble would find him if he declined the offer to beco the Personal Disciple. Left with no choice, Apollo accepted. But it seed the Headmaster was the type who liked to play with words, as Apollo's presence was still exposed.
If he was going to be taken advantage of, Apollo decided he would do the sa. He recalled his second mission—to find out the Mayor's plan. With Axton's influence, the Headmaster must know valuable information that could paint a clearer picture of Klown's evil mind.
"This school is only a branch of the main one," Axton began, his tone serious and low. "The threshold is lower here. A Qi Condensation Stage cultivator can beco one of the Seniors, and Core Creation cultivators earn the title of Elder."
Oh, a lancholy storyti before getting to the main point, Apollo thought, but he still listened carefully, curious about the School.
"The outside world believes Klown City only has one Core Creation cultivator… Anyway, as just a branch school, we have no authority to make big decisions. We have to send requests and wait for approval—a long process with a high chance of being declined."
"A complete waste of ti if you're trying to achieve sothing urgent," Apollo comnted, and Axton nodded.
If that's the case, Apollo realized the Great Serpent's main school must be a behemoth that didn't care much about its branches.
"Yes, but what's happening is more urgent—a threat that could destroy the people and the city where the School stands," Axton said, his expression turning cold.
Hearing this, Apollo couldn't help but think about the Mayor. Could he be the reason for the Great Serpent's concern? The more Apollo thought about it, the more certain he beca.
"This threat is the reason you chose ?" Apollo asked.
"Yes," Axton confird with a nod. "The Great Serpent School can't move against the Empire without approval from the Main School, per a treaty made tens of thousands of years ago."
Empire? The Cultivation Schools aren't part of it? Apollo's eyes flickered. He quickly figured out that this world had two major powers at odds with each other.
"So you want to fight your enemies?" Apollo smirked at the Headmaster. "Don't you think I'm too young and weak for that?"
"Hahaha," Axton laughed, shaking his head. "If you can, great—but I expect only one thing from you in exchange for the benefits and the position."
"And what's that?" Apollo asked, though deep down he couldn't help but think of Axton as a hypocrite. He's the one pulling into their drama, and I still have to repay them?
"Investigate the Mayor. Find out his evil plans," Axton replied.
The mont Apollo heard this, he was struck silent—before bursting into laughter.
This just f*cking aligns with my mission, doesn't it?!
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