The Favoured Son of Heaven

Shocking Cultivation Speed!

For Mages, especially those of Noble birth who started early on the path of magic at the tender age of five, the time they broke through to become Advanced mages ranged from five to seven years so by the time they became Intermediate mages, they would be 10 to 12 years old. One was considered a genius if made it into the Intermediate level at the age of 10.

On the other hand, normal mages who begun their journey at the ages of 10 and 11 normally became Intermediate Mages at 15 to 18 years. There were some though who broke through far earlier or later.

Memphis was cultivating in the family cultivation room as he always did but he sensed something different these past few weeks. His elements were growing further apart and they were all pulsating with energy, showing signs of instability and restlessness. Memphis had read and knew it was a natural occurrence when one was about to breakthrough so he wasn't worried. It would be a great shock though if he managed to become an Intermediate mage at the age of eight years. He was absorbing energy from crystals in the room and taking in deep breaths, practicing a breathing technique his father had given to him when all of a sudden he started to feel uncomfortable. Just as he was about to wonder what it was, it felt like some shackles were breaking in his body then instantly his aura exploded.

BOOOM!!!

Guards and family members rushed over to the sound of the explosion. When they arrived, they spotted Memphis sitting inside the cultivation room and the aura coming from his body was sharp and domineering. Memphis was now an Intermediate mage and also at the age of eight!

Around him, his elements were circulating. On his right side was the fire element, on his left side was the light element, above him was the spatial element while the Summoning element had formed a circle under him. The size of his mind space had doubled and his mana capacity was now like a lake. It had formed in the centre of his mind space and had formed little streams into four different directions in his mind where the elements had split themselves to. On the east was the fire element, west was Light, north was space, and south was summoning. In fact it had aligned exactly as it had on the outside.

"This is shocking! The energy from his breakthrough is like that of an Advanced mage becoming a Grand Mage!" commented a guard on the scene. When they all realized it was not a problem, the guards and servants congratulated Memphis and went away, leaving him with his family and Arudiz. "Well, I'll be stunned! Intermediate Mage at eight! This is wonderful!" praised Uncle Philip as he clapped his hands in delight. His mother stood there grinning in pride. That was her son! A son who kept on shocking them, breaking into the Intermediate level at the tender age of eight! Who wouldn't want such a son?

The aura gradually died down and Memphis blinked, taking in deep breaths. He slowly rose up from the ground as his parents and relatives looked at him with wide eyes and ecstatic looks. "Can we move on to more advanced spells now?" Memphis asked. "Yes but take a break and solidify your foundation. I recommend that you take it easy for the rest of the week. We will continue when you've stabilized your mana and magic. In the meantime train your body too," replied his father.

A small party was thrown for Memphis after that where friends and other relatives were invited. Even Memphis' distant cousins whom he didn't have the chance of regularly seeing them due to them managing the family business in different cities came. Cousins Annie, Matthew, Vivian, Joel, Curtis, Cilla, and Rodrick Lerain were all present. Duke Narsius and Master Rutherford were also invited alongside the Zerons. "How did you do it?" Ralph kept asking in shock as he couldn't take his eyes off Memphis. He kept staring at him intensely as if he wanted to peer into Memphis' soul.

"It seems you were a bit off the mark, Duke Narsius, He became an Intermediate Mage even before ten!" said Arius Lerain with pride. Duke Narcius grinned sheepishly and waved his hand nonchalantly. "You know he's the greatest prodigy our kingdom has seen in years. Apart from the current king who broke through at nine, no one has accomplished that feat in our kingdom but Memphis has done it, even exceeding King Muriel," said Duke Narcius with a wide smile.

"He sure is gifted. Honestly I'm not surprised by this as he even has the innate blessing Increased cultivation speed. You Lerains are luck to have this genius in your ranks," said Lady Zeron.

The rest continued to make small talk as the MVP of the party, Memphis, was having to socialize left and right. "These are one of the reasons why I dislike being in a noble family. Too much socialization and having to deal with annoying people with a smiling face," thought Memphis as he forced a smile and continued to talk with one lady who had talked with him for more than thirty minutes straight. Arudiz sensed his discomfort and tactfully got the lady away. "You're really not keen on socializing, are you, young master?" said Arudiz with a smile. Memphis smiled at the handsome dark haired butler. "Not really. I find it all a waste of time, having to deal with cunning people and smiling snakes," he replied. Arudiz grinned and replied, "Becareful not to let anyone here that. Some have serious egos," Memphis laughed at Arudiz's comment. That was the problem with Noble families. At least he was grateful there wasn't infighting in his family but during gatherings like this, jealousy was at its peak.

The party went on well throughout the night before all the guests left the Lerain family mansion. The next week, Arudiz brought Memphis to the family library on orders from his grandfather. Now that he had advanced, he was deemed fit to clarify all his doubts on magic and look at spells in the library. Memphis was ecstatic and immersed himself in one book as Arudiz left with his trademark smile.