14 Core Disciples Class (1/2)
Jam had been in the academy for a mere five weeks, and his progress was startling. Progressing from the Meridian Connecting Stage, to the Peak of Palace Foundation Stage. Jam also took the time to reach the peak of Tier 1 for all secondary occupations, enabling him to create all Tier 1 formations, inscriptions, pills, etc; he also lost most of his money, currently being in possession of just a mere 10,000 spirit stones. If the Sect Head didn't see it herself, she would think someone was pulling her leg.
Right now, Jam was standing before the Sect Head, waiting for her to say something. She had, once again, sent Rina to get him, and was going to tell him where his classes would be taking place. However, Jam had a way to confounded her at every encounter, this time it was with his cultivation progress. After studying Jam for a while, she began talking.
”The start of this new semester marks a new beginning for you. You're quite the talented young man, so you have been placed in the core disciples class. Rina will be one of your classmates so she can take you to class. Remember! Don't go around causing more mayhem! Behave yourself! Everyone in your class has… ”roughly” the same amount of talent as you. Most of them are stronger than you so don't try to show off, before you can take care of yourself.”
”Ooo, What cultivation stage are you in?” This was the first time he heard that Rina, and others at the academy, had talent as good as his.
”I'm at the peak of the Core Formation Stage.”
”Whoa! Aren't you like the same age as me?!” And here we had Jam thinking he was hot shit. While Jam had spent these five weeks in the academy shocking others, this was the first time someone shocked him; that is, if you don't count the times where Jam shocks himself, with his borderline impossible levels of talent.
”Yeah, but to be honest you're much more talented than me. I've been part of the academy since I was born, while you've progressed so much in just over a month.” It took Rina several years to accomplish what Jam did in a month.
”Nah. I'm just lucky to have talent for alchemy and formations.” Jam wasn't kidding. If he wasn't able to make pills or formations his cultivation would still be at the Qi Collecting Stage.
”You two can talk on you way to class; Dismissed!” The Sect Head wasn't interested in their small talk so she shooed them away.
Jam and Rina made their way to the Teaching Department. Since Jam and Rina were in the same class, Jam just followed Rina around, even after she showed Jam to their classroom.
”How long do you plan on following me?” Rina was still rather perturbed by last month's incident.
”We're in the same class, and you're the only person from my class I know. What else do you propose I do?” Jam thought his only choice was to follow Rina around. He never once thought the she might have friends she would like to hang with, while waiting for classes to start.
Rina had pardoned Jam's indecency after the Sect Head gave her a bit of his backstory. How would Jam know of Mortal Etiquette, never mind Daoist Etiquette, when he spent most if not all his time training?
The Sect Head had very good Divination skills and could see most of how Jam had been raised However, for some reason, she could never see how he was raised before he was five years old.
Rina became even more understanding and accepting of Jam, when she learned that Jam had reached his level of success, with effectively no background. The difference between cultivating with and without resources could be seen by the fact that Jam's cultivation pace had grown by approximately 25 times; and that was just with his self made pills. If Jam was the son of some higher ranked member, he would have access to even higher tiered pills; potentially raising his pace by hundreds or even thousands of times.
”Whatever. I guess you can keep following me; I just hope you don't embarrass me, or yourself.” Even though Rina was understanding of his situation, that fact was, Jam had very little common sense. Rina didn't know how Jam would behave, and truly didn't want to stick around when he did something which could be called socially retarded again.
In no time at all, Jam and Rina reached their classroom. Jam was confused, there was absolutely no one present. In the classroom there were only seven chairs, presumably for the students, and a standing podium for the teacher, in the middle of the classroom.
”So… Are we like early or something?”
”Yeah, we're pretty early. Class starts in half an hour.”
”Why are there only seven chairs?”
”Before you entered the rank of core disciple, there were only six of us.”
”Mhmm? In the entire academy, there are only six core disciples?”
”That's right. Even more weird is the fact that all of us are around the same age. You need to be extremely talented to enter the rank of core disciple.”
It was pretty ridiculous for there to only be seven people capable of reaching core disciple status in the entire academy. Jam wondered to himself exactly how strict the requirements were to be a core disciple.
To become a core disciple, one had to either have, one complete Dao Domain tier superpower, or have unlimited affinity for more than one type of energy.
The Cultivation Academy is an upper level sect, with branches of the academy reaching thousands of planets. This allowed them to search for people that met the brutal condition required to reach the core disciples class.
Soon several people entered Jam's classroom. All of them were surprised to see a new face in the classroom, however, some were more friendly than others.
Not five minutes after Jam took a seat, a boy entered the room. As soon as this person saw Jam, he was surprised and rushed over to Jam.
”WHOA!? Are you a core disciple like me?! ” The boy was dressed in strange garbs. Jam didn't know what this person was wearing but it sure was attention grabbing! The boy, decked out with white robes, that had strange blue patterns, was styled in the same manner as the his hair.
”Yep.” Before Jam became friends with others he would only respond to questions. Moreover, he would only give others exactly what they wanted to know, never expanding on his answers. This way of behaving wouldn't get Jam many friends, but he didn't know it, much less care.