Intense Training

In Heian Ciemnosc's Master's Abode, The next day, early in the morning.

"You have returned," just as Heian Ciemnosc walked into his Master's meditation room, he was greeted by Lady Calisneia, sitting in midair cross-legged. Heian Ciemnosc blinked before bowing. He looked at his Master and slowly knelt on the black emptiness. This act made Lady Calisneia open her dimmed eyes and look down at him, but she didn't say anything and closed her eyes again. Heian Ciemnosc kept the silence for a few minutes before speaking up. However, he was interrupted by his Master.

“I’ll prohibit you from trying to break into the Second Step unless you fix this problematic shaky foundation. Until then, you will remain in the First Step unless you find yourself in a grave situation as you did with Greg.” Lady Calisneia’s words astounded Heian Ciemnosc, not because of her ban, but because he also felt he shouldn’t cultivate anymore until he could re-solidify his path again. However, those words about Greg…

“What is it? Did you really believe the Wrath Nihility Academy or Obscure Orb Sect wouldn’t understand what happened to one of their reported traitors? Even if you’re in another Universe, as long as you remain in this Existence, the Academy can tell who has committed wrongdoings to the Academy. They simply let you deal with it. You had permission to use exterior force the moment Greg drove students to their deaths.” Lady Calisneia slightly berated her disciple. Her expression and tone were cold, but her eyes were a little warm as she looked at him.

“Is… that something like a gran array formation?” Heian Ciemnosc tentatively asked. Lady Calisneia nodded, slowly blinking her eyes, and nodded. “Of course. It’s similar to the grand array formation you saw in the Sinvonnia Kingdom. It’s just much grander. Its range could be infinite, but it isn’t supported by enough resources.”

“... Yes, Master. I will abide by your words.” Heian Ciemnosc paused and fell silent before lowering his head. Lady Calisneia looked at him from above and continued to do so. After a while, Heian Ciemnosc lifted his head and looked into his Master’s dimmed-out eyes. “Are you a little bit proud, Master?”

“...” Lady Calisneia blinked her eyes in quick succession, finishing by tilting her head to the right, and nodded with a soft voice. “Yes, a little proud. Not proud enough, make me prouder.”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc’s stare went down after seeing his Master’s cute action. He also felt comfortable. Was this what it felt to be praised and like it? He didn’t question anything about his actions and what they meant to her. These words were enough to let him understand. And a little later, Lady Calisneia softly uttered, “I’ll leave the matter to stabilizing your cultivation base and foundation to yourself. For now, tell me about your Soul.”

“Mn, I call it dark Soul, Master, and I have received new… enlightenment. I feel like I have many abilities. These… are as if I had it from the start, but only now can I make use of them. Other than that, I have understood many other things about that dark dome and myself.” Heian Ciemnosc excitedly told all this to his Master as she heard him attentively, her eyes gaining curiosity and intrigue with every phrase.

“Is your Spirit Sense… 1,000 kilometers?” Lady Calisneia suddenly stared up with her head still tilted. She then asked Heian Ciemnosc as she looked down, praise overwriting everything in her eyes. Heian Ciemnosc’s eyebrows jumped slightly before answering. “Yes, Master. My Spirit Sense had improved a lot, but not only in range. I can also, for example, tell how hurt your Soul has gotten ever since you met me. Even in the Sinvonnia Kingdom.”

“...” Lady Calisneia fell silent. Just as anyone else would when their little secret was known. Of course, she wasn’t mad, nor was she feeling humiliated. Merely… she felt a bit stupid because of her previous actions. And seeing her disciple’s eager face, she knew what he would say. Naturally, Heian Ciemnosc knew his Master was aware of what he wanted to do, but he didn’t plan on saying it and kept quiet instead.

“Sigh… Leave that matter for now. You’re still a kid, and my life expectancy has been shortened… a little. I’m old, after all. I can’t help but die after my time has come…” Lady Calisneia said, ignoring the glint in Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes, taking them for being encouraged to try harder. She couldn’t help but sigh heavily in her heart. The excitement her dimmed-out eyes had shown when she read his dark Soul was gone.

“Come, I will give you one more lesson before you depart. I won’t take much of your time after you return. Your cultivation base is up to par with my standards, and that leaves me satisfied, but only for now. The First Step is just too weak and too early. Sit,” Lady Calisneia said. With that, Heian Ciemnosc sat cross-legged and began hearing his Master with closed eyes and the Soul-exalting Old World parchment hovering in front of him. He could now read it in 3 different ways: through Spirit Sense, nature reading, and Soul.

As time passed, Heian Ciemnosc comprehended and acted with his Soul to learn the methods he had been taught. With previous ‘experience’ with his Spirit Sense and dark Power Energy, he smoothly went through the stages of learning as he listened to the new methods and felt it became too complicated. When he tried these new methods, they needed him to incorporate everything he learned from the previous ones and fuse his Spirit Energy, energy, and Soul energy to employ them. Otherwise, nothing would happen, and no fruit would bear.

After several hours of trying to learn these new methods to a basic level, Heian Ciemnosc opened his eyes and looked at his silent Master. She knew she was staring but didn’t say anything and continued meditating with her eyes closed. Heian Ciemnosc then stared at the place where he could tell he might find Milyy in her bedroom’s cultivation room and fell silent as he stared there with some longing.

“Do you miss her?” Lady Calisneia’s words brought Heian Ciemnosc back to her meditation room. He looked at her, but his Master spoke first again, “It will take at least a year. Only a few months have passed, and you will meet many scenarios like this, especially since I have never seen someone like you or my daughter. So they might even take hundreds of years just to break into the next realm, let alone Step.”

“Mm, I know…” Heian Ciemnosc responded like a little child but was all too respectful towards his Master. Lady Calisneia grinned and looked at him, momentarily pausing her meditation. “What did you find in the mist? I didn’t dare pass through it, lest I break it apart and condemn that Upper Kingdom with real ghosts.”

“I met a Lord,” Heian Ciemnosc casually said, leaning back and supporting his body on the empty black floor. Lady Calisneia’s face jolted, and her eyebrows remained high up. “A Lord?!”

“Mhm. Master, are you a Lord-level figure?” Heian Ciemnosc asked his Master after seeing the obviously befuddled response. He looked at her like a civilian child to a hero, and his already-to-die-for adorable darkest eyes became even cuter. Lady Calisneia’s gaze softened, and she slightly sighed. “I’m not. Even if I was, it would be Lady, not Lord. The first Lord was someone from ancient times where Changes weren’t even placed in the system, and time wasn’t gone. He created such a reading of nature after almost breaking through the constrictions of the ‘not-last’ Sixth Step. All so he could help his daughter become a powerhouse at his level and exit her precarious death.”

“What happened to him?” Heian Ciemnosc asked like a child, this time innocently naive. Lady Calisneia lowered her body to float a level above his knees and caressed his left cheek. “He died attempting to do the impossible but saved his daughter in the process. A bit of a based daughter-weakened father, don’t you think?”

“Mm-mm,” Heian Ciemnosc shook his head. “I think that’s just fine.”

“...” Lady Calisneia shook her head and warmly grinned. She continued, “His daughter became the first one in the Lord system, named by her after her father’s demise. She lived for countless Changes before disappearing. Nobody knows what it is of her. Some say she returned as a broken cultivator, committed wrongdoings, and died before we could even tell when she returned. Some others say she reincarnated, but that is even worse.”

“Reincarnation? How?” Heian Ciemnosc, the knowledge-hungry monster, asked again. Lady Calisneia pulled his nose and caressed his right cheek. “There is no such thing as reincarnation as some hope for it. Having past life memories isn’t uncommon among past Gods and Goddesses, but it isn’t a fortune or a legendary story. When one reincarnates like that, they don’t just have memories and information. Everything they went through comes to them. Even for existences, nature is overwhelming. So how can we, cultivators, feel when we are touched by it and remember it?”

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“They suffer, and most have tragic deaths before even reaching halfway to what they used to be. It is even worse when one has more than 2 past life memories. The amount of torment one goes through their paths in the world isn’t small. Imagine going through the same struggle endlessly. Who would ever want that?” Lady Calisneia spoke softly. However, Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes looked at his Master, remembering some of her words.

“... Master, have you ever met someone who had reincarnated?” After a while, Heian Ciemnosc asked her. Lady Calisneia smoothly nodded her head. “Twice. One female and one male. Both met disastrous ends before I joined the Academy and were people in eternal suffering. It isn’t something to be proud of, Little Heian Ciemnosc.”

“Mn, I understand,” Heian Ciemnosc nodded, and his darkest eyes became similarly determined as they were after the initial war against the hidden forces ended. Lady Calisneia looked at her disciple adoringly for a moment before commanding him. “Now, speak to me about this particular Lord. Why did he contact you? Was it something about your Soul? How did you breakthrough in the end?”

“Heh, heh. Master, you said you were only a little proud. But you know what? He actually wanted me to accept him as my mentor over you, Master.” Heian Ciemnosc grinned and said. Lady Calisneia crossed her arms before her chest and coldly asked, “And what did you say?”

“Of course, I said I had a Master better in every Craftsmaking profession than him. He said he was only best at alchemy, but I could tell he was too proud of his achievements. No good alchemist can be like that. Isn’t that right, Master?” Heian Ciemnosc spoke, asking his Master with cute, wide eyes. Lady Calisneia nodded several times to indicate he was right. She was the best. The best to be his Master. Thus, Heian Ciemnosc continued talking about the oldie.

. . .

During the following week’s 7 days, 175 hours, Heian Ciemnosc engaged in an all-time training regimen.

… One day, when he was just coming out of his Master’s abode after learning and chatting with his Master, Heian Ciemnosc grouped his COs together and prepared a speech for them. They went to the club, where Heian Ciemnosc met Arla first, along with Yon and Clarke. At this time, Heian Ciemnosc had some time as a Leading Student, at least. In the Saberbone Diabolical Club’s headquarters, he stood in a small hall with every 2nd or 1st-tier status club member around him.

Yon, Clarke, and Frank were in front of him. Clarke was at the very forefront, in the lowest step before Heian Ciemnosc, with Yon half a step behind, one step higher than Clarke. Frank was at the side on a third step as Arla was on the same level as Heian Ciemnosc, also standing before him. Heian Ciemnosc was kneeling in the middle of the small hall, but not on the floor, on a cushion made for keeping his body comfortable, posing in this way.

Elena was at the side in the crowd with some of her Crystal Fist Team members, along with Heian Ciemnosc’s COs. They looked with amazed eyes at a new pair of emblems that were presented before Heian Ciemnosc, with Clarke passing these emblems to Arla so she could place them on Heian Ciemnosc’s shoulders, where his dark coat was missing. Only his Academy uniform and club jacket remained.

“Heian Ciemnosc, after you left, the Saberbone Diabolical Club welcomed a new club leader, Arla,” Clarke spoke with a somber tone as Arla walked to Heian Ciemnosc. Heian Ciemnosc could see her shoulders decorated with calm and cold saber dogs, seemingly looking into the eyes of anyone watching them. Heian Ciemnosc felt marveled at noticing the strange sensation now, but it wasn’t an array formation, something else.

“She should’ve become one before this Frank did,” Clarke’s words made the small hall turn into slight laughter, which even Arla and Frank grinned at. He continued, “But now, after several tests and demonstrations of your capabilities… The Saberbone Diabolical Club welcomes its 5th club leader in several generations! Heian Ciemnosc, do you dare not accept this status?!”

Heian Ciemnosc looked around after staring at Arla, looking at him with expectant eyes and the emblems in her hands. She looked more breathtakingly beautiful now. Catching Elena’s face among the crowd, his eyes blinked, hiding a twinkle before returning to face Arla and nodding. “I do not.”

“Welcome, club leader Heian Ciemnosc!” Clarke said as Arla ripped his mad saber dogs with a cape of fire behind off his shoulders and placed the new emblem on his jacket. Everyone in the hall, including Heian Ciemnosc’s wife and his Concealed Ornament Team, loudly chanted. “Welcome to the new club leader, Heian Ciemnosc!!!”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc grinned as he felt Arla’s encouraging hands on his shoulders. She then walked back to her previous position as Heian Ciemnosc turned his head in Elena’s direction. Her brown eyes were looking at him as if, tonight, he was going to be beaten back and forth in the flames of love after he started his daily, extreme training with his COs.

‘Sigh…’ Having accepted to make his wifey content, Heian Ciemnosc felt it was worth it. He wasn’t interested in becoming a club leader. He still had to visit other clubs, only time wasn’t letting him. And to be an Assistant Teacher before graduation, one had to contribute extensively everywhere in the Academy. Now, however, first was the celebration, and then… he could start re-gaining his former stable and solid cultivation base and foundation.

Thus, the celebration commenced. Victor disappeared from the party after half an hour, probably to plan an escapade with his new boyfriend, Cari, but nobody blamed him for that. When the time came, Arla comfortably lay her back on a table, and her bum, her naked and crispy white bum. Heian Ciemnosc was now another club leader, and just as everyone else couldn’t wait to bang their club leader, Arla, Heian Ciemnosc was first.

After watching a few minutes of his husband publicly dominating and mind-fucking Arla, Elena left to train earlier. After all, she would have her meal later on. It was part of Heian Ciemnosc’s regimen to recuperate.

At some point, while Arla was having her kitty getting all puffy and salivating until below the table, a pool was forming as Frank joined in and started using Arla’s mouth. A few minutes later, her hands and feet were busy with other cocks as Heian Ciemnosc only did her a few more times, granting her vaginal pleasure before targeting one of her friends. They were civilians and as naughty as Arla. Heian Ciemnosc didn’t want to wait until they were ‘loosened’ up, even as he was too big for ordinary living beings.

However, it didn’t cause too much trouble as he skillfully worked their flesh and cavity to become resistant to his to-shake-one-head size. Since Heian Ciemnosc was just starting to know the world and had a unique lifestyle, where he was spoiled to no end by his wives, he had to experience the universal cuisine in more than one way, not just experiments. They were afraid of his length, although not much of his girth, but in the end, they enjoyed themselves to a full.

Later on, he returned to Arla, whose every hole had already met and kissed several dozen penises nonstop. Frank was somewhere else getting mounted by a civilian beauty, so Heian Ciemnosc casually walked to Arla’s head, cleaned her up with his dark Power Energy, and covered her face with his genitalia as she worked harder than if she was injected with chicken blood. Gaining tons of more ‘rewards’ from Heian Ciemnosc’s storage.

Less than an hour was spent in such tremendous lust before Heian Ciemnosc gave Arla the last fuck and walked out with his calm, fully clothed, and decent COs. Compared to them, Heian Ciemnosc was a wild beast sometimes. Even Sakura lightly flirted with other fellow female club members on a sofa and puffs. In anybody’s eyes, Heian Ciemnosc had no consideration for his wives. But in Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes, his Universal Conveyance was already being filled with many soul messages and others, such as videos of his wives becoming DJs. Safe and secured by their Souls!

… A few hours later that day, some hours away from the next day. Heian Ciemnosc borrowed a training court for him and his team. They could either enter into a VR system to analyze and practice potent Arts or get physical and launch any Power Energy attack not more powerful than the Broken Crystallization realm. This was one of the medium-level training buildings in the Saberbone Diabolical Club the Concealed Ornament Team and other club members often visited. The higher leveled one has enough protective mechanisms to withstand even Dantreulity realm cultivators’ Arts!

At this moment, Heian Ciemnosc wore his dark coat again, but it slightly revealed the new emblems’ calm and cold dogs. As they watched their increasingly highly acclaimed team leader’s strength, they felt reverence towards him. Heian Ciemnosc could sense that, but he could never grow cocky for fame or reputation, only when he created a force that was invisible in all aspects against another of the same level. Only then could he start feeling like he was no useless leader.

“Team leader, are you sure you’ll be fine right now? We saw you dominate Arla even as she was roughly asked many things politely just some time ago,” Victor jokingly said as everyone else grinned. Heian Ciemnosc calmly looked at his soon-to-be team leader of a smaller portion of their Concealed Ornament Team and equally calmly said. “It’s good that you ask. Today, I will help everyone break into the Second Step. With my dual cultivation method, it won’t be a problem to do so in a day.”

“Since I suffered for you guys back then, you will have to now suffer with me. Except for Sakura, her dual cultivation with me will make her stabilization and solidification quicker and more efficient. But don’t think she will be any less lethal in the following spars. Because if you do, I will beat the crap out of you.” Heian Ciemnosc spoke confidently, not needing to let his team members know how knowledgeable he was. Nor did they need to. They would never doubt him.

“Team leader, are you tempting us? Sakura is our big sister. But why do you want us to train like her with you?” Victor asked again, fearless of retribution. Being him, everyone on the court broke out in giggles and muffled chuckles. Heian Ciemnosc tilted his head to the right and looked at Victor… He had been gotten got at.

“Sit down and cultivate! Today, I will show you the improvement of my methods after my dark Soul was unleashed. Take in mind my path is shaky, so it can only improve in the future. You will help me regain my previous state during these 2 weeks.” Heian Ciemnosc’s words astounded everyone. Oleg couldn’t help but ask, his hands trembling with the need for more blood. “Team leader, are we also participating in the event?!”

“Only if you are good enough and don’t disappoint me,” Heian Ciemnosc looked at Oleg with narrowed eyes as everyone fell silent. Heian Ciemnosc then shouted up into the air, “Get to it!!”

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