Niyad sat in the cultivation space. Two weeks had passed since Count sent him the ring and his cultivation base rose quite a bit. He spent 60 hours in the ring cultivating daily which was equivalent to 12 hours in normal time. Niyad was now at the 3rd stage Spirit realm and noticed that each time he made a breakthrough, his dantian would become exponentially larger. Therefore,  an increase in Qi would be required to fill his dantain for each succeeding realm. Although Count had pointed out how abnormal his cultivation speed was, his recent success was not only due to his talent. Due to the time difference in the life space, the two weeks he spent cultivating reaped the rewards of him cultivating for thirty five days days in total.  Count had instructed him to keep his cultivation base a secret and showed him another function of the ring.

Minki was surprised, this was the first time someone had managed to break his Earthen spear formation. He kicked away the spear then extended his arms, two wind blades materialized in his palms. With a yell he swung the blades which blasted the red haired guy's flames away and knocked him out of the ring. The students watching this fight all wore dumbfounded expressions. "He really is a dual attribute cultivator, I thought the information was bullshit." "Yeah, I've only seen him use earthen spears for the past year. I totally forgot about that." Minki withdrew his wind blades and Niyad couldn't help being surprised at how domineering he looked. ~This is the same idiot?~ As

Sercy sat in front of her mirror brushing her hair while Count stood several feet behind her with a complicated look on his face. "Sercy, how long are you going to keep this up?" A few minutes ago he felt that Niyad had crushed a summoning talisman but he ignored him. He first needed to appease his little princess. Sercy continued brushing her hair as if he hadn't said anything. Count appeared next to her, he ruffled her hair then moved away quickly, but instead of getting mad at him, She casually fixed her hair once more before leaving the room. He followed her. "Sercy, are you going to throw a tantrum every time something doesn't go your way?" She hadn't said a word to him for over a week. Each time he went to train Niyad then returned he could see her withdraw more and more into herself. She was upset because he wouldn't tell her where he went or what he did to Niyad. Sercy paused briefly then with a wave of an arm, her appearance changed to that of a fifteen year old girl with