There was not much point for him to practice here.
Aya saw Silas’s troubled expression and knew that Silas had already reached the peak of rank 6, not far from breaking through to rank 7. What Silas needed was to accumulate more of his elent and also a chance to advance to rank 7.
Otherwise, he would be like Patrick and stayed in rank 6 for the rest of his life.
Pursing her lips, Aya stepped forward and stood behind Silas. Her hand moved and formation was ford in her hand before she lightly pressed it on the back of Silas’s clothes.
"Hmm?"
Silas sat up upright as he sensed the dark elent started moving around him. His eyes flashed in astonishnt because he could sense that the dark elent seed to be moving towards him.
He was not advancing to rank 7 right now, right?
Inspecting his body for a mont, Silas didn’t find any anomaly and looked around. The phenonon of the elents moving unnaturally usually happened when soone broke through and advanced. Because their movents would definitely affect their environnts.
And the other thod to affect the elents would be through formation.
Silas knew that there was formations placed in the Black Family Patriarch’s house but he didn’t sense this formation at all.
Granted, his attainnt in formation was not that good.
He could only do the basic sealing and also the basic recognition of formations when he saw them. So when Aya put the formation down, Silas didn’t notice it.
After a mont, Silas simply sat down and started ditating.
Anyway, he had to seize the chance well.
Even if Silas didn’t understand how this chance ca to him, but he would be stupid if he didn’t make good use of this chance.
’This is better.’
Aya smiled when she saw Silas training and then blinked her eyes.
Why did she care so much whether he was having a good ti or not?
Shaking her head, Aya walked out of the residence and looked around. Her concealnt magic at rank 7 was more than enough to let her not be seen through by many people. She walked around the Black Family’s areas around Leon’s house before returning.
’Crystal eyes.’
Through her eyes, Aya was able to notice the Black Family Patriarch coming back. From his tired and angry expression, it seed that his eting with the Fourth Head of the Wansu City didn’t end well. Aya was not sure what they were talking about but it might not be very good.
When the Black Family Patriarch ca back, Silas also stopped his practice.
Towards Silas’s action, the Black Family Patriarch didn’t really care. The concentration of the dark elent in the various areas in the Black Family were more or less the sa. Unless Silas entered the dark training room, then the Black Family Patriarch could care less where he trained.
"What did they say?" the Black Family Patriarch asked straight to the point.
"Patriarch, they’ll release them soon after they confirm that the Black Family mbers are not related to the rank 7," Silas replied and then explained what happened when he was in the building.
As Silas explained, the Black Family Patriarch’s expression turned worse.
"Bull***!" the Black Family Patriarch cursed and then took a deep breath. He knew very well that he should calm down now or he wouldn’t be able to do anything well. After looking at Silas up and down, in the end, the Black Family Patriarch didn’t lash out at Silas.
He knew very well that the culprit of this thing was that annoying Fourth Head of the Wansu City.
Talking too much with Silas would be useless.
"Keep watch on them and inform them when these people are released." the Black Family Patriarch took a deep breath. "I’m going to talk with the other patriarchs."
If he himself was not enough, how about if he asked the other patriarchs to talk with the Fourth Head of the Wansu City?
Silas was silent.
He knew very well that the Black Family Patriarch’s move was destined to be useless.
Because the other patriarchs wouldn’t want to confront the Fourth Head of the Wansu City for the Black Family without sufficient reason and profit. As he grew up, he knew very well how selfish these people were and how they would only move when there were benefits in front of them.
Otherwise, it had no point.
After talking a bit more, the Black Family Patriarch finally released Silas and Silas went back to his ho, not wanting to care about this anymore.
Aya watched Silas’s back, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
But she also knew that it was impossible for her to directly intervene in this matter.
The problem is, this problem is caused by her.
’Perhaps... I really should do sothing.’
With that, Aya turned around and headed back to her ho. She wanted to use the teleportation formation that she had made in her room.
On the other hand, Silas was walking down the street and when he reached down his ho, his expression showed faint doubts.
’The dark elent concentration... it seems to be still a lot.’
Having lived in the Black Family’s areas for his entire life, Silas was naturally familiar with how high the mana concentration in this area were. It was impossible for him to be mistaken because the mana concentration was directly related to his practice.
The higher the concentration, the faster his practice would be.
At least, to a certain degree.
Because their mind and body would also tire out and then an appropriate rest would be needed. This was the normal practice but for many people in the Black Family, they would train day and night almost without any rest for the sake of getting stronger.
This practice was actually normal in the Black Family.
Because they believed that only through exerting continuous pressure would it be possible for them to grow stronger.
And Silas used to practice that way.
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