Harry completed his training and felt confident using his skills in actual combat.
Acquiring a skill is one thing but using it in the flow of battle was another. Having many skills does provide an upper edge, but having multiple options sotis leads to hesitation, and there is no room for hesitation in a fierce battle.
He left the room, feeling refreshed. His friends were busy training in the cultivation tower.
He decided to find Gracie. He wasn't sure about her room but knew she always practised in that specific room where they t for the first ti.
Till now, no one has noticed, and even if they had noticed, they are just ignoring it for so reason. Harry could only think of a person, Aiden; he must have handled it.
"Isn't he the one who won against Logan?" a student said, pointing at Harry.
"Yeah, he is. I heard he's a soul cultivator," another said, making space for Harry to pass.
"Not only soul cultivation, I heard he can also use Qi cultivation," another disciple added.
Hearing them talk about him and seeing praise in their eyes, Harry grinned. They no longer saw him as an incompetent outsider.
But he was unaware that being in the spotlight in this world brings you closer to Deathbed.
Being in a great mood He approached the room and opened it.
He saw Gracie sitting there, using astral projection to cultivate her soul energy.
Sensing movent around her, Gracie returned to her body and opened her eyes.
Seeing Harry, she rembered their little chat, and a smile appeared on her face.
"Are you done with your tests?" she asked.
"Yeah, but now I was thinking if there's sothing we can do."
He missed the days when he could use mobile phones for entertainnt.
Although there were devices to contact others in the domain, having a device with a whole range of entertainnt was far-fetched.
"We can go on quests. Changing the environnt will help us," Gracie suggested.
Hearing this, Harry rembered Aiden ntioning different planets.
"Can we go to different planets to complete the quests?" he asked.
"For outer branch disciples, only quests around their academy are available. Most planets have an outer branch of the academy.
But there is only one inner branch, and inner disciples can get interplanetary quests," Gracie explained.
"So that's the case. Wait... if there's only one inner branch, that ans students have to compete with disciples from other planets' branches to enter it," Harry realized.
"Of course, and most of the ti, except for disciples from prominent families, students from Earth's outer branch perform the worst," Gracie said, pondering.
"Huh..why is that? Are there more resources or higher Qi energy on other planets?" Harry asked, confused by this revelation.
"No, that's not the case. Let's put it this way; we live in a very fortified environnt. Earth has the fewest beasts, and high-level beasts are rare.
But on other planets, there are many more beasts and stronger beasts.
They have to constantly fight beast hordes, and many of the centres we have established over ti have been wiped out by those beasts.
So it's self-explanatory. People who live in such harsh environnts are more talented in fighting. As soone said, 'Adversity causes so n to break, others to break records,' and these record-breaking people will be our rivals," Gracie explained at length.
Harry was surprised by this explanation, it opened his eyes to life. A hard life could lead soone to give up, while another to shine. It all depended on one's will.
He beca more curious about Gracie's background and why she had such knowledge about the whole scenario.
"If I'm not crossing the line, can you tell about your background?" Harry asked, uncertain if it was the right thing to do.
Gracie's expression turned solemn. After gathering her thoughts, she let out a deep sigh.
"To be honest, there's nothing left of my background, only the pain and cries of my family remain with ."
Looking towards the roof with a solemn expression, she began to recount her story, her voice a mix of pain and fury.
"My family was not one to flaunt our power. Although we were one of the most powerful factions in the domain, we preferred to live low-key. We avoided conflicts, living our lives in peace. Avoiding conflict also ans not having any alliance with anyone".
Harry leaned in, sensing the weight of her words.
"It had been several decades since humans discovered the technology to colonize different planets. It beca a trend to civilize every planet that was suitable for life, We were among the first to conquer an entire planet, seeking to live peacefully, cut off from the rest of the universe.
That planet was full of forests and greenery.
We were happy there. My family numbered around a hundred, with half being children under twenty. We enjoyed developing our planet and building our own paradise. It felt like crafting a ho with our own hands."
Showing her palms as if imagining Gracie's eyes softened montarily. "I was around eleven years old then. I can still rember going to harvest wood from the jungle with my father.
I would add small sticks to the pile of wood he harvested. Those sticks were negligible compared to that of several tonnes of wood but what was prominent was our feelings, feelings of happiness, feeling of joy."
Her expression darkened. "That day, as we ca out of the woods, we saw a large spaceship almost covering the bright light of the sun.
It was so large that its shadow was almost covering ten tis the area of our settlent. Several humanoid figures erged from it But they weren't human. They had sharp, shark-like teeth and tough, scaled skin.
Their smiles were horrific, sending chills down my spine. My father, unsure of the situation, told to hide in the woods, handing a portable teleporter. This technology was new and costly, and we only had two or three teleporters on the entire planet.
It was not that, we didn't have enough money but there were very limited teleporters"
She paused, her voice trembling, and Harry placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. She took a deep breath, collecting her thoughts.
"Thousands of these creatures poured out of the spaceship. Without any warning or attempt at communication, they started attacking everyone. From my hiding spot, I could only see shadows clashing. It was a massacre. Initially, my family dominated, almost killing half of the invaders.
My grandfather was the strongest person in our family. He fought not far from where I hid. He killed tens of dakis with each strike. I believed it would end soon because their numbers were dwindling drastically, then another daki, nearly nine feet tall, approached my grandfather but it wasn't enough to even put a scratch to my grandpa, with a single punch that daki lost its one limb and with another two he was on the verge of death."
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