The Pure Realm Of Cultivator!

This Is Only The Beginning So Don't Underestimate

Everything was still swirling; that statement had heightened Zeion's alertness as he continued to advance.

Finally, they arrived in front of an ancient building, its architecture so old that it looked distinctly different from the ordinary structures made of special marble.

The scenery here was also beautiful, yet it held a potent energy. Zeion's hands had been tickling inexplicably for a while.

On a stone before them sat a white-bearded man in a cross-legged position, a sturdy wooden staff in his hand. What set him apart was that his body didn't touch the stone at all; he hovered just a few centimeters above it, displaying his levitation.

"Lord Hander, I've returned!" The man with the prominent nose knelt sincerely before the old man.

Hander slowly opened his eyes. Once his gaze fell upon what was before him, an aura of awe spread rapidly. It struck the bodies in front of him.

For Zeion, experiencing this for the first time, sent shivers down his spine. It was immense for his small body.

"Lagyura, who is this you've brought?"

Lagyura glanced occasionally as he spoke, "He's the child you wanted! I've seen his power!"

Lagyura's statement unveiled a new fact, and Zeion looked surprised, realizing this had been planned from the beginning.

"So it seems, this child possesses the power! Hey, kid..."

Zeion stared in fear; just being called by his name sent tremors through his body, rendering him unable to speak.

Their gazes locked in wise silence. They remained still as the natural energy gathered mysteriously.

"Who are you!" Hander finally spoke.

"Z-Zeion..."

"Zeion!" Hander stroked his long beard, stood up, and walked toward Zeion. They drew closer until they could fully see each other's faces.

"You have sharp eyes! However, I won't just believe Lagyura's words! Now, I want you to prove your power..."

Hander's words were difficult for Zeion to digest. Proving this meant demonstrating a power he hadn't been able to control. Everything that had happened so far had been coincidental, and he lacked the confidence to control it at will.

"Why are you just standing there?" Hander's head lifted arrogantly.

Zeion exchanged a glance with Lagyura, but he didn't respond, maintaining a silent, sharp-eyed gaze.

Zeion was out of ideas. He couldn't convey that he was just a clueless kid who didn't understand any of this.

"So that's how it is!" Hander concluded firmly. "So, you don't understand what I said earlier! In that case, I will test your power!"

"Test?" Zeion asked.

Silence enveloped them. Suddenly, a mysterious wind surged toward Zeion like a snake, lifting his body to a height of 20 meters.

Then he was dropped abruptly, his body cutting through the rapidly increasing air pressure.

"No, I'm going to die..." He cried in despair, gazing downward. The ground drew closer, and he thought he would be shattered in no time.

Lagyura and Hander only observed. They awaited what would happen next.

Simultaneously, they were shocked by the energy swelling from Zeion's body. It held him suspended in midair and gently landed him safely on the ground.

"Uh... what was that?" Zeion asked, looking at his palms. A strange vibration had momentarily washed over him, then disappeared without apparent reason.

"So that's how it is!" Hander murmured in horror. "It turns out you truly are the extraordinary child we've been seeking..."

There was no further explanation. They just looked at him, their gazes carrying cynicism and hidden intentions.

"Lagyura, take this child to his room! Prepare him for the upcoming training..."

"Very well, I will do that promptly!"

Lagyura began approaching Zeion. His demeanor had changed; his gaze felt cold and menacing.

"Now follow me! You are destined to stay here!"

Reluctantly, Zeion had to follow.

The vast field came to an end, and they entered a fairly long corridor, beside a precipice that could test anyone's adrenaline.

"W-What kind of place is this? Why am I here? Am I going to be killed?" Zeion dared not look to his left; the drop was so high that his heartbeat wouldn't cease trembling.

They stood before a room that appeared plain inside, lacking the grandeur of a noble's abode. It was more akin to a servant's quarters, for Zeion who had been imprisoned for a year, it still seemed ordinary.

"This is your room; you must wait here until tomorrow morning! Your meals will be delivered, so don't worry!"

Zeion stepped into his room, his ears picking up the sound of the door closing, plunging him into darkness.

Silence returned, much like when he was in his cell. Luckily, there were a few lit candles. It offered some relief, yet something still didn't feel right.

"Why am I here, anyway? Am I going to die?" He mumbled, staring at the endless dark ceiling.

***

The small encounter wasn't something that could be brushed aside. Hander continued to contemplate the incredible energy reaction Zeion exhibited.

The energy had swelled like a balloon, but before that incident, bright energy had burst into the air, spreading dread to every corner and manifesting in a spherical form.

The energy was beyond description, even for someone like him.

"Hmm... I didn't expect this energy to finally be present here after all this time!" He continued stroking his beard, perched beside his energy staff.

"Lord Hander, has the child truly become what you sought?" Lagyura had returned from escorting Zeion and was now kneeling before Hander.

"Yes, I've confirmed that he is the sought-after child, or rather the energy within him is what's been sought after! But, who would've thought that after centuries, the most terrifying energy would manifest as a child... this is truly beyond imagination..."

Lagyura offered no response. He had experienced various things alongside Zeion. The energy, which was indeed terrifying, had even made him consider death on occasion if it provoked Zeion's emotions.

"Lagyura, starting now, you must impart to him the fundamental knowledge of the energy within him! We can't allow that energy to fall into the hands of darkness, which is undoubtedly also eagerly searching for it!"

"Understood, I will carry out your instructions!"

__To Be Continued__