Mystical Journey
chapter-886

"Connect me with Hill," he said plainly.

"Dear master, Hill is here for you," the smart hub slowly formed a fuzzy black human form on the desk.

"Are Galafil, Kaneer and Ernst all back?"

"No, master. Galafil went to the training ground to teach the two new children. Ernst went out to have a drink with friends and might come back late. Only Kaneer is in the villa now," Hill replied honestly.

"It's him. Forget it, he has always been steady and has a sense of proportion," Van Doe nodded and said no more. As the basic assessment criteria for the official entry into his Inheriting Sect, the difficulty of Black Wind was very scary. Even a Level Three disciple would not use this skill so easily. Presumably, Kaneer had his own thoughts.

As for the other new students in the villa, those students could only be viewed as trainees in the eyes of Van Doe, still under observation. Did they want to use Black Wind? Then they would have to wait for another eight to ten years to see if there would be any chance. At the outset, he himself, as a genius, had to spend three months before unleashing the first Black Wind, and after that, he had fainted on the spot.

For the in-villa trainees, because both parties only had a transactional relationship, so long as they could release the force field of Black Wind, they would be regarded as his entry student. As for such people, even after decades of experience, he had only acquired three people, which were these three disciples. Moreover, they did not originate from Blackboard.

As a large Inheriting sect that spanned across several regions, Black Flood Party had many powerhouses, as numerous as the clouds, even the other major regions would not dare to belittle them. In this area, it was a top ranked powerful sect that was second to none. As long as Black Wind could release a force field albeit, without the real substance, one would be regarded as a disciple of Black Flood Party.

In Black Flood Party, one would be a real top-end genius if one could release the force field of Black Wind within a month. That person would be a top elite who would immediately be qualified to go through the Sect Master assessment. So long as there were no major moral problems, becoming a Sect Master or Divine Wind General was nothing more difficult than nailing a nail into the door panel [1], with nothing more to say.

Soon, another wave of force was poured out. This wave of movement was very subtle and only top powerhouses such as Van Doe could feel it. This time, he laughed instead. The force field of Black Wind was much weaker this time. Indeed, Kaneer had his own sense of proportion.

Tapping the table, he was planning to look at the monitor of Kaneer's training room. Each disciple and student has their own independent training room. But after giving some thoughts to it, he decided to respect his disciple's privacy.

Looking at the color of the sky on the outside, the artificial sun showed a subtle yellow glow.

"It's time for afternoon tea. Hill, arrange for a visit to the tea restaurant."

"Understood. The transfer has been arranged," Hill answered quickly.

Van Doe got up and took down his black coat from the hanger and put it on. The door opened automatically. He strode out and walked to a small single room near the second-floor stairs. Inside the room was a cylindrical silver cylinder and inside the cylinder, there were dense electrographic blue-ray lines. In the center of it was a pattern similar to a blue eye, slowly turning around.

Van Doe went to the cylinder.

Swish!

A burst of blue current flashed.

Whoop-whoop! Whoop-whoop!

Suddenly, a sharp siren rang in the villa.

"What's the matter!?" Van Doe was still not sent away. His face sank. "Hill!" He felt the force field of Black Wind again.

"It was Black Wind that had destroyed the superconducting circuit environment in the wall!" Hill quickly emerged beside him.

"Kaneer, this boy..." Van Doe frowned and strode out of the transfer room.

Before he had stepped down the stairs, he saw Kaneer coming upstairs with a strange look on his face.

"Teacher..." the blond man with a seemingly calm appearance opened his mouth and saw Van Doe with his dark face.

"How many times have I told you, pay attention to the area when using Black Wind, take note of the range, you..."

Whoosh!

Suddenly it was a flash of Black Wind force field again.

Van Doe's face froze, Kaneer's face expression was also instantly still.

The two men blinked and looked at each other.

"Just now, was it you who used Black Wind?" Van Doe softened and toned down his voice and asked carefully.

"Wasn't it Teacher using it?" Kaneer's expression was interesting. Perplexed, curious and surprised; this handsome young man had a completely puzzled expression.

"Then... are the two of them back?" Van Doe frowned, thought for a moment, and continued to wonder.

"No, I just went to both of their training rooms. Nobody was there, so I came up to see if it was Teacher..." he could not continue with his words. He eyes met with Van Doe's and instantly, they made from each other's gaze a guess that was closest to the truth.

"Hill!!!" Van Doe shouted.

"Here!!!"

Hill was frightened and quickly appeared beside the two.

"Which training room was being occupied just now, take me there! Hurry!" Van Doe could not care about anything else at the moment and commanded hurriedly,

"Yes… Yes!!!" Hill was scared and hurriedly floated downwards.

The two, master and disciple, quickly followed behind. The speed of the three almost left behind afterimages.

In a few blinks, they came to the door of a training room.

"The door is locked!" Kaneer pushed the door but failed to open it.

Bang!

Van Doe kicked the door.

The door immediately opened wide. Hill stood by the side and stared blankly at the two who rushed inside and shouted.

"No one move! Raise your hands!!"

Van Doe rushed in and yelled. At first sight, he saw a strange figure standing in the middle of the training room, staring blankly at the two people who had just rushed in.

He instantaneously shifted his vision and it fell on the slowly dissipating subtle force field on the man's hands.

"That is... Black Wind force field!!!"

"Damn!!"

The expression of the two people was a wonderful one. Kaneer, who had always been steady, could not be calm and mouthed off a profanity.

"The force field... Just now! ...was released by you!??" the sound of Van Doe was quivering. He felt that human language could no longer express his excitement at this time.

Garen stared blankly at the two, his head nodded slightly up and down.

Thump!!

Two big hands smacked onto his shoulders. Then, he saw his always boring-looking teacher looked at him affectionately.

"Damn...!"

Thousands of words, all condensed in this one swear word.

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After an hour of questioning...

Van Doe and Kaneer, master and disciple, both brought Garen to the encrypted meeting room, sealed off all the possibility of sound leakage, and finally, completely figured out the reasons for the incident.

It turned out that Garen was really just trying to release Black Wind. He did not expect it to be more powerful than he had imagined, so he began to study the specific response time and see the minimum threshold of how much time he would need before being able to use Black Wind again.

Who knew that the subsequent attempts were unsuccessful and he could only release the basic, weak force field. He had not been very concerned about this kind of vague force field and thought that the power was weak. But he did not expect this wave of force field to contact the wall unknowingly, eroding a large hole and even damaging the various blue-light-emitting circuit lines inside.

After that, it was the process in which Van Doe the two were stunned.

After asking everything, he looked at Nonosiva, who was sitting on his seat with a rule-abiding face. This boy, even the fluff above his mouth had not even grown thick yet. There was a mixed feeling within Van Doe and Kaneer.

The throats of the two people bobbed, but no words came out of it.

After a bit of pondering, Van Doe finally opened up with some difficulty.

"Are you sure you have never been exposed to the Black Wind Killing Move before?"

"Yes, teacher," Garen nodded. "You could easily check it out from my home background."

"Yeah... Yeah..." Van Doe looked at this calm-looking young man, recalling the pain and struggle he had when he was training Black Wind, even often getting headaches at night and being unable to fall asleep due to the overuse of his brain. Looking at this kid again, his face relaxed, there was nothing much to say about releasing once, but releasing a second time! And in the course of a day, he even attempted the third time, the fourth time!! The entanglement of Van Doe's heart was like thousands of llamas dashing past [2].

Looked at his disciple, Kaneer, by the side, this guy was rubbing his temples intensely, his eyes shut with a painful expression.

"Are…you still able to release Black Wind now?" Van Doe asked softly.

"I'm afraid I can't do it. This move is too much for my body," Garen shook his head.

"We don't need substance, as long as there is a little force field. The exhaustion for that is very small," Van Doe responded cautiously.

"No problem with that."

Garen stood up and his fingers began to twist and overlap to make rapid, accurate and complex gestures. At the same time, his Willpower was released in a filigree winding form. Synchronizing with his blood and spirit, they began to gather together. The four combined to form a kind of strange rune.

One by one, the symbolic runes were produced continuously. These runes were all optimized combinations of modeling after multiple calculations, one linked to the next. As long as one was not shaped well, it would affect the construction of the next one. Then, the effort would be wasted.

Over time, the first pyramid appeared.

A few minutes later, the second pyramid also appeared, followed by the third.

The moment the third pyramid was about to be completed, all three shattered. Traces of transparent Black Wind force field scattered away.

Van Doe opened his hand and a shapeless Willpower enveloped this wave of Black Wind force field. He gently pinched it, wiping it out.

He gazed at Garen with a complex feeling.

"Who would have expected... that I would still be able to meet such a talented student in my remaining years…"

"Hahhh..." Kaneer, on one side, could not help but sigh deeply. Compared with this junior brother, his qualifications were no different from dog's poop. It took him many years before releasing the force field successfully. The gap between the two was greater than the hardness difference between a stone and tofu.

At this time, Garen could almost guess the teacher's focus through his series of expressions. The difficulty of Black Wind was indeed very high. He had expected it to probably cause some commotions. However, he did not expect it to result in such a huge aftermath.

"Are... you willing to formally join my Black Flood Party?" Van Doe settled down, and officially, solemnly asked Garen.

"Black Flood Party?" it was the first time Garen had heard the name of this faction.

"This world seems to be divided into and ruled by regions, though in effect, there is also the division according to groups of factions by a collection of force," Van Doe explained in detail. "Inheriting Sect. This is a strong force that is truly terrifying. In any Inheriting Sect, the worst pilot is also of Level Six. This is because to be able to be an Inheriter, only Level Six pilots have the right to be called Inheriting Level.

"Is Black Smoke Party an Inheriting Sect?"

"Yes, it is the second largest super-party in Blackboard Region and Polar Region. Our powerhouses in the Black Smoke Party are as numerous as the clouds. There exist powerhouse of Level Six and even above. Sect Master was the top stratum of the seventh Non-falling level many years ago, owning a corresponding Black Star Mech. Moreover, he is not yet our strongest Inheriting pilot. You will know these things later on. You just have to be clear that the power of our sect is second to none in Blackboard Region and Polar Region. Basically, nobody dares to disrespect us," Van Doe said with a slight pride.

"Aside from Black Smoke Party, are there other factions?" Garen asked.

"Yes, but these two regions are our main sites," Van Doe waved his hand. "The sects mostly exist in the form of academies. Blackboard Academy in Blackboard Region is, in fact, a mechanism for us and the Blackboard sect to select top disciples. After screening them in the Outer Courtyard, they are brought to the Inner Courtyard. After the brutal competition in Inner Courtyard, the strongest group can become the successors of the Inheriting level once they enter Level Six. Of course, geniuses like you are an exception."

TL Notes:

[1] A Chinese idiom for once something has been decided, it becomes a fact and could not be changed.

[2] To express utter shock and amazement.