Chapter 10 – The First Lesson (1/2)

Chapter 10 – The First Lesson

“Boy, do you want to inherit my Legacy?”

It was a simple question, but the words reverberated throughout the darkness of the night.

Two figures stood in the open corridor, as a gentle wind breezed past them. No sounds could be heard and it seemed as if all life quietly waited to hear the response of the boy.

The world seemed to stop, and time slowly trickle as it froze the scene of the two figures: an old man solemnly looking down at a shivering young boy with blood smeared across his face.

Calron’s mind was blank.

What he had just witnessed should have been impossible, unless it was an expert of the Vajra Stage. But the old man clearly did not even have any essence to begin with.

Moreover, he was blind.

No matter how one would look at it, this situation should have been impossible. However, Calron was clear of one thing: that this man was definitely a Martial Master.

Accept it, boy. You need a Legacy of your own and seeing as you have no other blood relatives, this is a fortunate opportunity for you.

The Voice quietly sent his thoughts to Calron.

Elias stood still as he patiently waited for Calron’s response. Not a hint of emotion flickered across his face.

Calron was on the verge of collapsing, as this was his first time experiencing cold murder and the metallic taste of blood in his mouth. He knew he should be afraid at the gruesome sight of the massacred corpses, but deep within his soul, a feeling of hope started to bloom.

If the old man in front of him could easily kill men like those assassins, then he would be able to teach Calron his Martial Arts and give him the strength needed to avenge his family.

Power.

That was the only thought running through Calron’s mind.

“I, I accept…Master.”

Right after rasping those few words, Calron lost his consciousness.

…………….

Elias grinned while gazed down at the unconscious boy.

Carefully picking him up from the ground, Elias quickly located Calron’s hut, and after soundlessly opening the door, he gently placed the sleeping boy on the mattress.

If any of the other disciples or Gretha had seen the previous scene, then their jaws would have immediately dropped. This old man was supposed to be blind, but yet he could clearly see where the boy was, and even the exact location of the bed.

This was simply too shocking.

But, how could anyone know that Elias was a practitioner of the God Class Technique, known as the Divine Perception!

This was a technique that had even shocked the Voice in Calron’s body, so how could it be so simple?

Divine Perception was an omnipotent ability to sense essence in nature, and in all cultivators. This was how Elias knew that Calron was a Lightning elementalist, even though he could not physically see him.

Everything in the world has traces of essence, including inanimate objects such as chairs or rocks. Elementalists could normally detect essence if it was released by another cultivator, but if the cultivator chose not release his essence, then it would be very difficult to determine his true cultivation rank.

The Divine Perception technique was an exception to this rule.

With the power of the God Class technique, one could detect every kind of essence in nature, and know the exact cultivation of any elementalist. Its main ability laid in the fact, that practitioner of this technique did not even have to use any form of energy or essence to activate it.

This was the secret of how Elias was able to see, and if the fact ever got out that he practices one of the God Class techniques, then there would be countless elementalists at his doorstep trying to glean the information out of him.

God Class techniques were a mystery, and in a league of their own, as even ninth rank techniques could not compare to them. Not much is known about what the various God Class techniques were, but traces of their vast power were recorded in the books of history.

Each of the God Class techniques had their own limitations and requirements to activate them, and it was unknown what the conditions were for the Divine Perception.

Elias carefully covered Calron with a warm blanket and quietly left the room. Stepping out into the open night, Elias tilted his head up, as he looked at the bright moon floating in the sky.

“Sigh… the boy already made enemies on his first day. This will be troublesome… ”

Elias murmured as he looked back down at the blood stained ground and the cold corpses spread there.

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—The Next Morning—

Calron groggily woke up from his sleep as the sunlight burned through his eyelids.

Standing up from his bed, Calron lightly yawned as he felt the essence in his body recover from last night.

Smelling something rotten and vile, Calron slowly sniffed around the room as he tried to locate the source of the smell.

Suddenly, he realized that the pungent smell was coming from him. Or more specifically, from the blood soaked robe he was currently wearing.

“Ugh!”

Calron exclaimed with disgust as he looked down his robes.

In a sudden daze, he abruptly remembered everything that had happened yesterday night, from the ambush to the brutal killing by Elias.

No, his Master.

Calron quickly discarded the robe he was wearing and looked around to find his old clothes. Although he was supposed to wear the grey robes every day, he rather not let anyone know about yesterday’s bloodbath.

Searching for his old clothes, Calron soon spotted a mysterious bundle under his bed and slowly placed it on top of his bed. There was a small note next to the bundle, so Calron grabbed it and started to read the eloquently written handwriting.

“I found a spare robe for you, so wear it and burn the other one as soon as you can. I will teach you to how to not get blood on you, later in the future. Meet me at the back of the Foundation building after you finish your breakfast.”