Eryndor was about to send a ssage on the groupchat to his teammates about the new announcent from the Academy when he suddenly saw lightning in the sky.
Well, so normal one would’ve of course not grabbed his attention, but the thundering was pretty loud, followed by a lightning with a brightness enough to grab his attention from the window.
Eryndor furrowed his brows, and approached the opened window, looking up at the sky which was darkening at a rapid pace.
Within a few seconds, a heavy downpour began with the abnormally loud thundering and bright lightning still continuing.
Eryndor glanced at his phone as a variety of news notifications began popping up.
He clicked on one of them.
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[Breaking news! Natural disasters are happening all over the world!]
Eryndor read through the news, and ca across an important point.
The disasters occuring are either not taking place in the human territory at all, or aren’t as intense to the point of being fatal.
I feel like I’ve seen this kind of phenonon sowhere.
His brows furrowed for a mont, before he rembered.
It happened when the Earth was expanding. It didn’t target the human populated areas.
But, wasn’t that when the Cosmic Limit increased?
As if to solve his doubt, one more news notification appeared.
[A powerhouse has declared that the Cosmic Limit has increased yet again! Is this a good thing for us? Or will it be a disaster?]
No wonder.
He abruptly thought of the Outer Domains, and couldn’t resist smirking at the thought that their base of operation might get demolished once again.
Shaking his head, Eryndor went back to his bed and resud what he was about to do.
He sent a ssage on the group chat.
"They’ve already announced who’ll preside over the tournant, which begins tomorrow. Shouldn’t we start trying to recruit the seniors we shortlisted?"
Drakarion sent a ssage shortly after.
"Don’t worry, I already contacted Edward yesterday.
"I guess the fact that Paulina and Eryndor went to spectate his first ranked match, and how Eryndor was also invited by his father to witness his project sowhat ford a faint connection between us.
"I fought with him, which impressed him. Then when I told him that Valentina and Paulina were already at stage five he agreed in a heartbeat, registering his na in our group on the spot."
Paulina: "When were you going to say that you idiot? I almost approached a second year student. Would’ve been such an embarrassnt."
Valentina: "This guy is a buffoon. All he can think of is fighting."
Drakarion: "Hey, I did a good job, okay? Fighting was only a part of the process."
I guess the group is complete now.
For the last first year student, they had decided to invite Syndra in the end, who agreed in a heartbeat without asking any of their levels.
At that ti, Drakarion didn’t forget to take a jab at Eryndor once again by sniggering aningfully in his direction.
Although Syndra didn’t understand, the rest of them understood what he was hinting at.
Eryndor simply shrugged at that ti, not really having anything to reply.
He placed the phone beside him before continuing to cultivate.
Late at night on the sa day, he finally broke through to stage seven of Qi Gathering realm.
Huff
A light sigh inadvertently escaped his mouth as he finally reached his goal.
He had to admit, he couldn’t really maintain a one track mind during this one month session, or it wouldn’t have taken him so long to break through.
Several tis he got so bored he engaged in leisurely activities or tried to learn alchemy.
He believed he had basic information about it already down. Now he just needed so pill recipe to try and see if he could actually make a pill.
He even tried to learn more dishes to cook so he wouldn’t bore himself with the sa stuff everyday.
I might have broken through around ten days earlier if I didn’t waste so much ti.
But then again, he had only just begun his cultivation journey, one couldn’t expect him to be like an experienced veteran with infinite patience from the get go, right?
I still have plenty of Qi Gathering level one pills left. Should I take it with ?
The problem was, he didn’t know if he would actually get free ti to cultivate during the tournant.
Might as well take it with . Just so wasted space if I didn’t manage to cultivate.
He packed the bag which he would take to the secret realm and went to sleep.
The next morning, the four of them ate their breakfast together before leaving for the gathering area where everyone was called.
When they reached the open wide area in front of the main building, they could see a lot of stalls placed around.
A majority of them were selling all kinds of resources, with so even selling self cleaning and self drying pillows and bedsheets.
Eryndor, who considered himself a gentleman naturally didn’t harbor any impure thoughts when he looked at those items.
So of the stalls were also set up by teams who were lacking mbers.
Obviously, Eryndor and his roommates had asked around before waiting so long to start inviting a second year student. It was because most of the other teams were naturally in the sa situation, so there was no need to hurry.
Eryndor had guessed at that ti sothing like the current situation would take place, with teams placing invites to others at the last mont.
The four of them eventually t up with Syndra, then with Edward a few minutes later before standing at a spot.
All of them had already packed what they wanted, there was no need to buy anything else.
Suddenly, everyone had goosebumps as a massive and dangerous aura appeared in the distance.
Eryndor couldn’t help but be startled when he realized who caused it when he looked through his extended vision.
Red hair….could it be him?
He still rembered the call operator who called Professor lissa his sister. Professor lissa also happened to have red hair.
The man walked extrely slowly, with two more people behind him.
Gradually, everyone realized that he was the source of the dangerous aura, which had still not faded a bit.
Eventually, all the students got a good look at him after he ascended the platform.
The man had enough blood all over him such that his red hair wasn’t even standing out anymore.
He had nurous heads bound to his torso, with the majority hanging from a string around his waist.
Everyone’s eyes went wide when discussions slowly spread around about the heads belonging to mbers of the Human Federation, with so of them even belonging to high-ranking mbers.
So students broke out crying. Eryndor reckoned they might have seen their relative’s head amongst the ones on the man’s body.
Sander raised his crimson red blade high and laughed.
"I, Sander, the first level three among humans, have purged the entire Human Federation of all the disgusting dogs.
"My geniuses, you no longer need to fear anyone. I’ll hold the sky for you, grow with all your might."
Sander panted heavily imdiately after the short speech, apparently still fatigued after the continuous fighting for over twelve hours. His injuries weren’t light either.
Before they could process what was happening, Sander stabbed the bloodied blade on the platform and announced with an almost crazed laughter.
"Let the Bi-annual tournant begin!"
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