391 Kyle Palestine (1/2)

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Kyle Palestine, 17 years old. Student of Heavenly Cloud Academy.

Spiritual Entity: Great Desolation King. Preferred weapon: Greatsword.

Remarks: Righteous to a fault. Stubborn yet loyal. A bit prideful but still, an excellent seedling.

Recommendations: To be subjected to a Strong Leader.

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Raven viewed the student profile of the young man who's struggling to come close to him and felt a headache coming.

'I was too eager back then, I shouldn't have agreed to this.' He lamented inwardly though his face remained expressionless. 'I thought I'll get rid of my responsibilities in the academy by now but, here we are.'

Never in his wildest dreams did he think that he'll end up accepting a disciple upon his return. He purposefully cranked-up the difficulty of obtaining the Apprenticeship Ticket so that he won't be subjected to this yet someone still got it.

Originally, he was planning to use his remaining time in the lower plane to enjoy the company of his loved ones and friends. As much as possible, he didn't want to create another tie that would bind him to this place since that will turn into an obstruction upon his ascent, but on the other hand, he also brought this to himself. He had to take responsibility for this guy.

*Hu* *Hu* *Hu*

Kyle's heavy breathing could be heard all around. Raven emotionlessly gazed at him, looking at his intense perspiration and his eyes that contained fiery determination. He watched as Kyle dragged his body forward, suffocating under the stifling pressure that Raven's emitting.

In the end, Kyle was able to come close to him, unfortunately before he could even say anything, Kyle fainted and fell to the ground with a loud thump.

Raven helplessly sighed and flicked his finger. Kyle's body levitated in the air. He took out a wooden barrel and poured in contents of Body Restoration Fluid before flinging Kyle's body inside the barrel.

He turned his back against him and started creating materials that would help him in raising this disciple of his.

Like this, a hour passed. Kyle eventually regained consciousness, finding himself inside a barrel filled with water and residual medicine efficacy. His head was hurting as he was struggling to remember what happened before he lost consciousness.

Raven was obviously aware that he regained consciousness, he then transmitted his voice to him saying: ”Stabilize your cultivation.”

Kyle was alarmed by this booming voice, eventually he recalled everything, looking incredulously at the man casually sitting behind him. He then recalled his words and to his surprise, he actually broke through the next level of his cultivation!

Kyle did was he was told and stabilized his cultivation. After that, he jumped out of the medicine barrel with renewed vigor, smiling to himself as he felt strength coursing through his body. He wanted to shout towards the heavens and laugh out loud but one sentence from Raven trampled his enthusiasm.

”Feeling very strong are we?”

Raven's tone was filled with thick sarcasm, causing Kyle's pride to curb down. He then turned around to look at his idol but another sentence from him knocked Kyle from his pedestal.

”When I was at your age, I was already a Silver Knight and was already roaming the world.”

Kyle's eyes dimmed from that statement, thought he wanted to say something in rebuttal, what could he say anyway? In front of Raven, his pride was nothing.

He then heard Raven sigh. He saw him stopping what he's currently doing to stand up. Kyle started tensing up once more as he saw Raven staring at him.

”In truth, I never wanted to accept any apprentice at all.” Raven's statement caused Kyle to pale and feel despair. ”But then again, seeing that you worked hard to obtain it, I'll honor the ticket.”

Kyle's eyes brightened up as he heard Raven say that. Many thoughts flashed on his mind, he felt giddy and excited. It feels like he was dreaming, his idol was really taking him in as a disciple?

Seeing his fanatical gaze, Raven felt inwardly depressed. He began thinking: 'Am I really taking him as a disciple? I think if I gave him my autograph he might completely forget about the other matter.'