With that solved, as the only oh an interspatial ring, Amira stored the corpse of the Azure dragon in her ring before they gathered all their stuff and took their leave. They all khat a battle like that would bring visitors sooner or ter, and those that dared to e likely wouldn’t be weak.

  The group ended up setting up a makeshift camp a few miles away. Amira even had Liay with them, telling him that she would be able to help heal him after she recovered in a few days.

  Linley felt a bit awkward accepting all things sidered, but he knew he was in no dition to refuse her help.

  Even though Bebe’s injuries weren’t too bad when taking his vitality as a divi into at, he still didn’t want to take any ces, not when he didn’t o. He had too much to aplish to allow his pride to get the better of him.

  Over the few days, whilst the others were rec, Ace was the one who guarded them. However, he spent most of that time training. Now that he wasn’t feeling so emotional, his excitement over toug the impose boundary resurfaced.

  He trained like a madman in the hopes of prehending it properly, but it wasn’t that easy. He expected at least that much, though. Impose was the st thing stage of prehension for mortal warriors. If it were so easy, even with the help of enlighte, it wouldn’t have been so elusive for so many that had e before him.

  After a few nights’ rest, Amira finally recovered enough to help Linley heal.

  Despite being a mage of the fourth rank, Amira had actually used the fifth rank spell, [Angelic Light]. Once again, Linley and his master were beyond shocked.

  “What institute did you say you three belong to?” Cowart asked.

  “The Yin-Yang Pavilion,” Julius answered.

  Of the three of them, he was the most friendly to their new panions. Amira teo be aloof to most people until you grew close to her, and Ace was still unsure how to treat Linley, so he decided to just ignore him pletely, at least until he spoke to his mom and the others.

  “I’ve never heard of it,” Cowart mumbled to himself. “It must be a new institution.”

  “Five years old, to be exact,” Julius expined.

  “The teachers must be quite spectacur to attract three talents like you,” Cowart said curiously.

  “They are. There are two saint-level instructors, and the other three instructors, whilst not at the saint level, are no weaker than the average saint.” Julius casually expined.

  Other than the presence of the sect’s guardians, Mathias had already told them that there was nothing they had to keep secret. In fact, Mathias had given them several not-so-subtle hints that they should do whatever they could to spread the word about the Pavilion’s prestige so that when it was time for them to recruit iure, there would be a giant influx of potential udents.

  Whilst Cowart was slightly surprised by that revetion, he had also expected something simir after seeing the talents of Amira, Ad Julius first-hand, but Linley was literally gobsmacked!

  Till now, other than the saints who did battle in the skies above Wushan towhey were younger, he had never seen another saint. How could he not be shocked by the fact that they had two actual saint-level instructors?

  But as Julius went on to expin the inner ws of the Pavilion, not even Cowart, a former saint could remain unsurprised.

  “You mean of the ten of you, aside from Ace, the rest of you insta-cast all the spells of your rank, and aside from you, the others have all at least prehended oh their respective ons?” Linley asked, dumbfounded by the notion of ten such geniuses all being under one roof.

  As it stood, even the weakest disciple of the Pavilion was no weaker than him, with the stro being several times strohan he, a supposed genius and the stro student of his geion at the Ernst Institute.

  He couldn’t help but think back to the day he heard about Ace’s results for his tale in Feni city five years ago. Like everyone else, though he aowledged the talents of Ace, Killian, and Alissa – whom he hadn’t met – he thought they would be wasting their potential away at some unknown school. It was only now that he uood just h they all were.

  Part of him wished he could go ba time and enlist in the Pavilion with the rest of them. With his talent, whilst he might not be a match for Ace, he wouldn’t be as far behind as he currently was.

  But when he looked down at the rge gourd in his hand, a fident smile took shape on his face. ‘They may be strohan me now, but they won’t be for much longer.’

  Ihe gourd was all the blood drained from the Azure Dragon. Earlier in his journey, he was lucky enough to stumble onto some blueheart grass – the redient o safely awaken his tent bloodline.

  Though he was impatient, as he had everything he needed already, he forced himself to wait till his return to the Ernst Institute, where he wouldn’t have to worry about his safety.

  Thinking to there, Linley cupped his hands and bowed slightly. “Thanks again for everything, but I should really get going. I’ve been in the mountain range for two months already. It’s about time I return.

  Please thank Ace again for me and tell him he has my word; I will definitely keep my promise.”

  Amira nodded calmly as she took her leave, no longer paying Linley any further attention.

  “Don’t read too muto it. She’s like that with most people until you really get to know her,” Fatty expined when he saw the wry smile on Linley’s face. “And don’t worry about Ace. After saving Amira, you’ve already earned a perma spot in his good books.”

  He didn’t o expin any further. Ace’s feelings for Amira were obvious for everyoo see at this point.

  “I uand,” Linley nodded. “Thanks again. I hope to see you all again soon.”

  “Take care,” Julius waved as he watched Linley disappear into the forest.

  “How are you feeling, Linley?” Cowart asked as he suddenly appeared behind his disciple from ihe ring.

  “It’s hard to believe that there are so many talented people in the world,” Linley sighed.

  “The world really is a big pce. I hope this has put things into perspective for you,” D replied.

  “It has. I was truly ignorant to think so highly of myself in the past,” Linley answered. “But even though there are so many talented people out there, I won’t lose to any of them iure.”

  An appreciative smile appeared on the old man’s face as he felt the urained fidence his disciple was radiating as the grip around the gourd on blood tightened. “I believe in you.”

  Even though he wasn’t there to personally see Linley off, Ace could sehe soon-to-be awakened Dragonblood warrior’s preseting further and further away as Amira made her way over to him.

  “You didn’t want to say goodbye before he left?” Amira asked.

  “No need,” Ace replied as he tio practice his givesmanship. “We’ve said everything that needs saying for now.”

  Amira didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she just silently watched Ace practice for the few minutes. It was only as his give finally came to a stop that she posed her question. “In 30 years, when he finishes his family matters, what do you io do when he forfeits his life to you?”

  “When? Not if?” Ace asked with a raised eyebrow. “You think he’ll be able to destroy an anisation as powerful as the chur only 30 years?”

  “Don’t you?” Amira asked simply.

  Ace looked bnkly at Amira for a few seds before he burst out ughing. “Isn’t it weird to have so much faith in someone we just met? Especially one who has su unrealistic goal…”

  “Maybe if he were an ordinairy teen,” Amira shrugged. “But Linley’s talent was already no worse than anyone else at the Pavilion. After he awakens his bloodline as a Dragonblood Warrior, using the blood of an Azure Dragon no less, I wouldn’t be surprised if his talent was able to match yours iure.”

  Most would feel somewhat offended hearing the girl they had feelings for singing the praises of another man, but Ace felt more excited than anything else.

  He was well aware that his cssmates stood at the peak of their geion, a, of them, only Amira, Julius, and potentially Killian iure could rival him. Unfortunately, for one reason or another, he could never see any of them as a true rival, at least not in the way Whitebeard saw Roger.

  Though he could still get a challenge from fighting those older than him, he believed that it would only st until he matured, and then he would be alo the peak of this world. To many, that sounded like a dream, but Ace couldn’t think of anything worse.

  It was why the thought of Linley uhing potential that didn’t lose out to him brought him no small amount of excitement.

  While many in his position would be worried that Linley would be a threat to them if his future potential was to, Ace was worried that Linley wouldn’t uh enough potential to give him enough of a challenge.

  Though she didn’t receive a direswer to her question, Amira didn’t feel the o ask again. The excited grin on Ace’s face told her everything she o know.

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