Chapter 9: Elements and Cultivation (1/2)
Staring at the grand door as it closed all on its own, I groaned; making a name for yourself is so annoying. I hate talking to people, but there is always some game to play.
”Young master, if you would please follow me,” a soft voice soundly said, giving me a good fright.
Nodding at the kind-looking butler with no discerning features, I followed after him for a few minutes before walking into a magnificent room. My mind blanked as I stared at the room that looked as if it was something from a fantasy game.
”This is your room, young master, should there be anything else, please ask any of our staff. They would be more than happy to assist you.” the butler stated before flickering away.
Drool flowed from my mouth as I imaged doing something like that. Smiling brightly, I gave a light tour of my room, looking at all the different sections. My room, or maybe dorm, was brightly light somehow without electricity; there was a massive king-size bed and one of the biggest bathrooms I had ever seen. Which surprised me as this room seemed it would take up a lot of space in this estate. Not letting it bother me, I jumped on the bed before quickly reuniting with an old and dear friend.
I didn't know how long I was asleep, but when I opened my eyes, father was standing over me with a kind smile, ”Seems someone was tired, I had forgotten that you are only one.”
Grinning, revealing my small bright baby teeth, I laughed, ”How was your meeting.”
Rolling his eyes, father cracked his neck, ”annoying as hell; I hate politics. I'm glad my younger brother took over such roles. He is a real monster when dealing with such things. Anyway, shall we head to the cultivation Hall, its time to determine your Elements and pick your Technique?”
My eyes grew bright as I leaped off the bed and into my spot on my father's neck. With sparkling eyes, I patted his head, ”LETS GOOOO!!!”
Shaking his head, father grinned before taking me to a massive building away from the estate's residential area. The building was tall and majestic but seemingly not guarded by anyone. Recalling how the estate entrance was well guarded, I hopped down from Father's back before we both entered.
Rather than what I expected, it looked like a massive library housing an almost infinite amount of books, and standing at the desk was surprisingly the quiet elderly man in the meeting room with father and Grey.
”Father, who is that man,” I asked in a hushed tone.
”Hmm, his name is...”
”Its Grant, Protector of the Snow's Library. Are you starting is training early, Val.” Grant coldly asked, his eyes never leaving the book he was looking at.
Father bowed slightly before nodding, ”Yes, Lord Grant, I am here to pick up a Cultivation Manual for him.”
Staring at my father's respectful manner, I also bowed but didn't speak. Grant raised his head and eyed me before nodding, ”Noted, bring the manual to me once you are done.”
”By your will Lord Grant,” Father said, taking me by the hand.
Grabbing my hand sternly, father brought me into the northern section of the library on the first floor, ”This is where all of the Realm of Blood Manuals are located. Most of them do the same thing, but some manuals require far more comprehension to understand. Choose wisely, son; I cannot pick for you. ”