Chapter 749: Training Ground (1/2)

Gravis decided to use the emblem later. He wasn't really worried that the guy had some kind of trap in mind. After all, the guy was powerful enough to use a level six Law. Someone with that power wouldn't need to use any kind of scheme on Gravis.

Gravis was quite interested in this teacher that the Immortal Emperor talked about. This teacher obviously had to be an Immortal Emperor, at least. Usually, Gravis would have believed that this person wanted Gravis to join their Sect, but the things that the Immortal Emperor said made this improbable.

First of all, he said that his teacher didn't have any Sect. Second of all, he said that his teacher only searched for weak and lonely Cultivators.

When a normal Cultivator heard that claim, they might believe that this was due to an altruistic reason. After all, why else would someone only accept the weakest and loneliest souls into their midst?

Ordinary Cultivators might also come to the conclusion that this was some kind of exploitation. After all, the weakest and loneliest Cultivators would do nearly anything to get some kind of place of belonging or something similar.

However, Gravis' horizons were vast. He had come into contact with the absolute elites of the Cosmos, and he knew how they usually thought. Gravis doubted that this teacher character did it out of goodwill or exploitation.

Instead, Gravis was certain that this teacher simply did this out of boredom.

Gravis guessed that this teacher person was probably one of the most powerful people in the world, maybe even the most powerful. This meant that this teacher probably had no way to find entertainment in the world except for understanding more Laws.

Gravis guessed that getting the weakest Cultivators and teaching them until they became the most powerful was probably some kind of challenge or entertainment for this teacher. This was also the main hobby of most peak Cultivators in the highest world.

Why did all these Divine Gods and Heaven's Magnates create all these Sects?

The Sects couldn't further their Cultivation.

Status? Maybe that was a minor reason.

However, the biggest reason was to compete with others. All these peak Cultivators already knew their powers in relation to other Cultivators. Fighting them made no sense, especially since it might not even help them in increasing their Realm.

Due to that, many powerful Cultivators, which were forever stuck before a bottleneck, created Sects. They could get invested in new disciples and let them live their life for them. One could call it a reliving of the past.

'I'm not certain that I got everything right, but I'm sure that I got the general gist of it,' Gravis thought. 'The only question is what such a person would want from me. Maybe they want to implant themselves in my life by teaching me some stuff so that I won't ever forget them? That would be kind of like what Gorn had wanted to do in the lower world.'

Gravis shook his head. 'No reason to think about it now. I don't have enough information to arrive at a definite conclusion yet. First, I want to learn the basics of Weapon Cultivation from Surem. After that, I might visit this teacher person and talk to them.'

Gravis put the emblem away again as he looked at Surem's house. Surprisingly, Surem's house didn't fit him at all. It was black and made of something that looked like obsidian. Additionally, it was very spiky.

In contrast to the house, the garden around it looked tranquil and pristine. It was like a small wonderland of flowers and nature.

Gravis scratched his chin as he looked at the house. 'Is this some kind of representation about his dark past but optimistic mindset?' Gravis thought.

But then, Gravis shrugged. 'Or it could also just be that he likes spiky black things and flowers.'

”Oh hey, you're back!” Surem said as he appeared in front of Gravis with a smile. ”What do you think of my house? Cool, huh?” he asked.

Gravis nodded. ”It looks like the castle of some evil overlord,” Gravis said. ”It doesn't really fit you.”

Surem laughed loudly. ”I know. I've heard that many times before. But hey, I like spiky black things. Who cares what others think?” Surem said with a proud smirk.

Gravis also laughed a bit. ”True,” he said.

”So, you ready for your lesson, senior brother?” Surem asked with excitement.

Gravis nodded. ”Yes, and thank you for teaching me.”

”No problem!” Surem affirmed. ”Man, teaching someone more powerful than me about the very basics of Weapon Cultivation will be so weird, but I'm excited. Who else has the opportunity to teach something to the most powerful Minor Circulation Immortal?”