Sacred Celestial!

But it wasn't just her cultivation potential that was desperately above anything else in the world. Her Soul, Spirit Sense, and bodily strength were all things that completely overrun everything already existing. Heian Ciemnosc himself would've been several levels below her if he wasn't himself. She had the same capabilities that Milyy had regarding cultivation, but Milyy didn't share the same height and level for everything else like Olivia Clark does.

Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t lying when he said her mother should have died because of her birth alone, and even less lying when he said it was because the world couldn’t genuinely incorporate her. It was so broken it could barely allow Lords long ago, let alone now.

What’s more, Olivia Clark’s comprehension was beyond it; beyond comprehension. She was the one and only to have this high comprehension. It could be considered a new peak, which not even existences could have. And even Lords would be below it. It was something impossible, yet it happened, and it was when the world was just this far from Changes that could bring eternal damnation to all that exists and there is.

Her Soul would’ve formed, Spirit Sense birthed with the maximum of 1,000 meters for the First Step. Her body would’ve immediately gained over a million years of lifespan, and her energy would’ve been a brand-new kind. All of this could have happened even in the times when the Lords existed, from a newborn, nonetheless.

However, all and any kind of ‘natural gift’ she could have received was thrown away the moment she was born in these devastated times, where the devastation was silent but more than real.

“Master! I did it!” Olivia Clark exclaimed, rising from her bum as she lifted her arms and turned to Heian Ciemnosc, who slowly turned his eyes to her. She blushed and calmed down, but Heian Ciemnosc could feel her cultivation base at the Spiritual Ligament realm 1st stage. His disciple only needed a few steps to become flawlessly stabilized with a foundation already above his standards. But she’ll have to continue working her consolidation throughout the subsequent realms.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Olivia Clark walked to Heian Ciemnosc and rushed her last few steps before dashing onto Heian Ciemnosc’s body. Her arms encircled his waist as her face was buried in his abdomen. Heian Ciemnosc looked down just as she tightened her hold and further buried her face into his abdomen. Heian Ciemnosc’s left hand moved to her back and softly rubbed it.

“Now, listen to my instructions.” Heian Ciemnosc softly said after a minute and extra seconds were spent comforting the young girl. Olivia Clark lifted her face, showing her smiley eyes, cute little nose, and smiling lips.

“The Forbloffende Traes Sect is transitioning to become a Second Step organization. We are currently in battle with a 3* Region. Tomorrow, I’ll introduce you to the Sect, but you’ll start from zero.”

“From zero?” Olivia Clark asked, bouncing her chin on his abdomen. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, “You will show everyone what my Sect is about. In the future, you’ll become the Vice sect master, as long as you aren’t too slow. But that will only be the lightest thing you’ll be recognized for. You will start tomorrow on that path. As a Servant.”

“Servant? I can’t even go through the ranks for being the Sect Master’s disciple? Really?” Olivia Clark asked again. Heian Ciemnosc simply looked at her with his serene, darkest eyes before speaking at a regular pace. “No, you won’t, and you don’t need to.”

“Learn what you must and continue on. With time, a very short one, you’ll understand what you are, Little Oli.” Heian Ciemnosc caressed her head. Adding his talking method, Olivia Clark felt eased and her excited, uplifted attitude settled down.

“Will I be fine?” She asked. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, rubbing her nose with his thumb. “You’re not a foolish girl, but you cannot disappoint me, or ruin the Sect’s image. This will be just one of your tasks from now on. Understood?”

“Mhm… Can I visit my parents?” Olivia Clark asked, not as gullible as earlier, and begging with her eyes. Heian Ciemnosc lightly knocked her forehead with the back of his fingers, turned into a slight fist. “Whenever you want and have the time to do so. As you progress in this thing called hierarchy, you’ll have more and more spare time to do as you wish. Regardless, come to me every time you want, seek, or require my guidance.”

“Okay… So, I must focus on my tasks as a Servant, do well for you, Master. And, of course, learn there? But, I can learn from you too, right?” Olivia Clark concentrated her greenly, starry eyes on her Master’s darkest eyes after making a cute voice from having her delicate head hit.

“Mhm. The higher you are…” Heian Ciemnosc repeated, dragging his words. Olivia Clark blinked twice before her eyes’ twinkling intensified. She finished his words, “The more I can do whatever I want!”

“Oh. That is so for in and outside the Sect. You’ll learn in due time.” Heian Ciemnosc caressed the back of her head before Olivia Clark returned her face to bury in his abdomen. Heian Ciemnosc wondered if he was stealing someone’s job as a father.

“Go see your parents. I built a small kiosk so they could wait for you. Tomorrow is your big day,” Heian Ciemnosc said before walking to the door. Olivia Clark held his hand, like before, and contentedly followed right behind him.

They walked to the open space before heading to the entrance. Olivia Clark felt like not leaving his side anymore, but she wanted to check in with her parents. She looked up at Heian Ciemnosc before arriving at the door and asked, “Will you be here?”

“I always am, unless I must go out to notify something, or deal with some urgent situations somewhere in the inner territory.” Heian Ciemnosc responded. He looked down at her and softly said while lowering his head a bit. “I’ll always be there for you. For anything you need, or want, you will always find me.”

“Okay…” Olivia Clark softly whispered, blushing her intricately, beyond comprehensibly beautiful head. Then, once they arrived at the door, she looked up again, stopped, and said from the bottom of her heart. “Thank you…”

“Go,” Heian Ciemnosc expressionlessly smiled thinly. Olivia Clark appreciated the gesture and nodded a bit before stepping out. Heian Ciemnosc watcher her leave, looking back at him with a wave or 2 before hurrying to her parents.

The sky was already dark, and half the Sect was fully illuminated, while the other half only some parts. Looking at the peaceful beauty of his Sect, Heian Ciemnosc deeply breathed in once before closing his eyes for a few seconds. He enjoyed the moment before returning to the cottage.

However, an hour later, hurried footsteps sounded from outside. Heian Ciemnosc sat on the side from the entrance, spending some time with Sara as they cuddled in his inner universe. His darkest eyes opened, already expecting what was about to occur.

Slam. Olivia Clark barged into the cottage and found Heian Ciemnosc sitting there, like nothing. She walked forth with a frown and her shoulders up. Her attitude made her seem… a little angry.

“Did you trade my parents’ lives to have me as your disciple?” Olivia Clark walked up to Heian Ciemnosc, much closer than when she knelt and vowed before him, and asked him. Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes were clear as they scrutinized her countenance. His lips suddenly opened and moved, calmly spouting, “Yes. In exchange for their survival.”

“So, you didn’t help them immediately to save them, but only after they promised you that?” Olivia Clark asked again, becoming slightly infuriated as her lungs flared in and out of rapid air. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, looking at her without other options. He calmly and helplessly expressed, “Giving them a chance to live through sure death is an act of kindness, not an act of nature. It was their decision, and I had nothing to do with them.”

“They chose to live because of you over your dignity and possible future. They didn’t know if their lives were saved, only slightly healed. I, myself, didn’t know what their future choices would be. They are people, after all. In the end, they survived, surprising even me.” Heian Ciemnosc paused for a second before adding, “I know it would’ve been… potentially more impossible for you to live well during your growth without them. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have given them the chance.”

“I didn’t help them accidentally suicide, either. The situation was too erroneous, too.” Heian Ciemnosc really looked helpless now. Olivia Clark thought about it and compared it to how embarrassed her parents were when they spoke of their situation before Heian Ciemnosc appeared to them.

“I- ah! I’m sorry, Master. I was too reckless-” Olivia Clark started tearing a little as she understood it better now. Still, she was a little angry and couldn’t help wringing a few tears down her lacrimals. Heian Ciemnosc lifted his right hand, gesturing her to come over.

She walked to him, when he spread his legs slightly apart and softly said, “Kneel here.”

The young girl gulped for a second before following his orders. Just as her knees laid between his feet, his right palm touched her left cheek and made her feel comforted. This time, it was warm yet ultimately cold and fresh at once. She immediately narrowed her eyes to a near close and felt her body weakening. Before she knew it, her head rested on his right knee.

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“There…” Without her knowing, Heian Ciemnosc grinned a little as Olivia Clark slowly sobered up. However, his one word silenced her, letting her know that everything was okay. She could stand up now and leave, but she decided to stay for a few minutes more. Occasionally, she lifted her eyelids to stare back at her Master, who was still looking at her without intention. At least no other than to soothe her.

. . .

The next day, Heian Ciemnosc’s announcement had everyone wake up at 4 am before the central cottage was surrounded by tens of millions at 7 am. The rest watched from afar through devices like screens, from their house or by the streets.

The ceremony of the Sect Master’s first personal disciple startled everyone, including the closest ones to him, Pretieta Gori and Todoro Kalavera. When these two showed before Olivia Clark, their nature reading could tell them a little of the young girl’s capabilities. On the other hand, Heian Ciemnosc’s disciple blushed when seeing Todoro Kalavera, a completely grown young man, as her senior yet junior. Besides, the years did really good to him.

Everything proceeded without flaws. The young girl was granted a special, darkish uniform. It seemingly had more simplicity than a Core Disciple black clothing, but it was many times more eye-catching and expressive to one’s emotions. A rare, enigmatic thing only Heian Ciemnosc could create.

From then on, the Forbloffende Traes Sect’s Sect Master had a disciple. The 3* Region the Sect was battling for recognition immediately took notice of this, although the Sect Master was completely unknown. They only had his voice for reference.

However, it was worth noticing that someone who was at least known to have created this Sect from scratch would value was intriguing. In this case, it was a personal disciple. If the Shadow soldier units were already this much, what would the Sect Master’s disciple be like? How tremendous their combat capabilities would be?

Unfortunately, they couldn’t know because they never paid attention to the abandoned Region before. Anyone from the First Step who attempted to infiltrate it after a decade of battling the Shadows would be sent back alive, or never, dead down the seawater. As for Second Step organizations, they felt it was too low of them to do the same, let alone higher Step organizations.

… Time passed. It would never stop.

Olivia Clark quickly came to realize what an inseparable couple, made for each other, a pair made in heaven, Todoro and Pretieta were. She also realized that her Master was more detailed in his guidance after she stopped taking glimpses of the First Disciple. Additionally, she seemed to like the sensation of slight warmth in her chest from her Master’s proactive guidance with more words and concepts than before.

When the first year since she arrived began, she had already caused trouble once for her Master. However, this wasn’t related to her cultivation or her learning process, as she was still a Servant without much cultivation. She spent her cultivation pace slow and steady. This wasn’t Heian Ciemnosc’s orders, but her likability, showcasing her patience and affinity with it.

The matter was simpler than thought, but it brought attention to her because of her status. It just so happened that the Sect Master’s disciple was a beauty no one could imagine could exist. Through time, as the Sect got used to her existence, they became more close to her.

Finally, a young man, an Inner Disciple of the Sect, asked her out after flirting half a month with her. He came to try to date her up. He visited her at the Servant Quarters during her break times again and again, trying to make her laugh and show even more of that insane cuteness.

One day, she finally agreed. That day, before returning to her Master, she disappeared somewhere in the Sect, last seen walking side by side with the young man. When she returned to her Master’s cottage to ask about another doubt in her mind, she was welcomed by a frost countenance and waiting Heian Ciemnosc outside the cottage.

“What have you done today?” Heian Ciemnosc asked, almost loud. Olivia Clark was startled. Before she had any time to explain, Heian Ciemnosc slowly walked to her with a stern, ultimately cold tone and attitude. “What you did doesn’t matter. But is walking away with a random person until you disappear from everyone’s sight what you should do as my disciple? When you start lighting up through the Sect, this will remain on your name!”

“Master, but I…” Olivia Clark lightly called out before stopping. She lowered her head but still looked at him with upturned eyes before decisively kneeling before him. She bent her back and nearly placed her forehead against the green grass. Then, Olivia Clark spoke with her words bouncing off the ground, and her mouth opening and closing widely. “Nothing happened, Master! I drove that pesky person near a Fauna caretaking area before asking a ‘pal’ for their help!”

“I know,” Heian Ciemnosc looked down. His darkest eyes were tranquil. When deciding where to go, while the young man wanted to meet her pillow and blankets already, she brought him to a Fauna corral and pushed him down. Instead of landing on a comfy bed with the top beauty in probably the whole world straddling him, he fell into a puddle of shit and was weighed down by a large Fauna with large claws and heavy arms.

“Master?” Olivia Clark looked up at Heian Ciemnosc, not noticing he was already before her. His dark shoes were right before her hands prostrating on the ground. When she further lifted her eyes, she saw his Master still stern stare facing her downwards, but his darkest eyes seemed demanding instead of berating, unlike a few seconds ago.

“Get up.” Heian Ciemnosc commanded. She obeyed as she stumbled a little to stand on her feet. Her body was only a few centimeters from his chest. Suddenly, Heian Ciemnosc’s right-handed fingers grabbed her cheeks, pinching them as her lips puckered. Their eyes connected, before Heian Ciemnosc’s attention was drawn to her deformed, curving lips as she looked at him, feeling slightly awkward.

“No more playing. Your mentality is good, but you’ll starve if your cultivation remains slow.”

“But Master, I’m already the fastest ever recorded in the Sect,” said a grabbed Olivia Clark with her lips deformed from their resting pose. Heian Ciemnosc lowered his chin and looked at her with their eyes perfectly angled towards each other. He also brought his mouth closer to hers, parted by only 2 inches worth of space.

“I said, no more playing!” Heian Ciemnosc sternly reminded her. His attitude turned the growing clever and sagacious disciple of his into a meek little girl. Once he saw his effect on her, other than feeling a nearly addictive, heavy, pleasant sensation in his chest, especially his heart, he added. “Your status as my very own person means you either go for it and choose a lifestyle of debauchery, or remain as my future Vice sect master!”

“You can be both, but I only seek a disciple who will serve the Sect to my wishes. Nothing else!” Heian Ciemnosc’s words seemed to latch on his disciple’s greenly, star-twinkling eyes. She continued looking at him with the utmost attention. Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes never left her lips. Then, his fingers slowly let go of her. His chest beat as hers was like the loudest drums going off at it nonstop.

“From now on… Your attitude needs to change. Do you understand?” Heian Ciemnosc stood with a straight back before turning around. He slowly walked to his cottage, with Olivia Clark’s eyes remaining on him. She followed him 2 seconds later, entering his bedroom as he was already sitting on its edge.

Without saying anything, Olivia Clark walked up to him. Her worried face nodded her little head before swooping downwards. Her knees made a clicking noise on his floor before she grabbed his right hand and put it on his right thigh. She leaned her head on his palm and thigh before closing her eyes.

However, a few seconds later, she opened her eyes and instinctively looked at his left hand. Then, her arms spread forth to grab his left wrist before bringing its palm to her empty, right cheek.

Heian Ciemnosc limited himself to stare at her while she accomplished her antics. When she finally became relaxed and her breathing soothed, Heian Ciemnosc caressed her skin. It was subtle and simply a delicacy to caress.

From then on, the young girl spent time with Heian Ciemnosc after or before her daily activities every 2 days, whether she wanted guidance from him or not in those fated days. She would always lay her head on either knee, as she had become used to his right knee.

As time passed, she became more and more used to their time together without master-disciple exchange. Her head leaned and rested on his thigh, further and further up his body, drifting away from his knees instead. At times, she directly slept on his lap. It started with her bum on the ground, to either lay it on his bed, or facing downwards on it.

… Another year passed.

This time, listening to her Master’s observations, Olivia Clark had enough of slow cultivation. Her priorities were pointed out after the ‘incident’. While some wondered what happened to the ‘lucky fella’ to hit it off, others wondered how she did it— get rid of him with no one noticing.

Of course, she had top-notch aid from someone who was already used to disappearing corpses without rising eyebrows or alarms. Regardless, the Sect life continued. Olivia Clark went all out, but still moderated herself, trying not to shoot far into the skies like a flying star. Still, her progress was enough to shock half the entire core Regions, let alone the Vrida Region. After all, this was but from a 1* Region with a First Step organization ruling over it!

From Servant to Outer Disciple a few days after the 12th month. Then, Olivia Clark became an Inner Disciple 10 days later. When the first month ended, she was already a Core Disciple. To everyone’s shock, after the first week of the second month, she became an Acting Elder…

Like this, day after year, she was wholeheartedly focused on her research, studies, and cultivation at all times. With Heian Ciemnosc’s guidance, she instantly learned how to cultivate while doing everything else as if she was fully focused on her tasks and other things.

Olivia Clark never stopped cultivating unless it was time to visit her master. Only then would she drop her guard, relax her muscles, and salivate over his pants. Meanwhile, while Heian Ciemnosc wanted to let her accomplish it all on her own, he knew that not having a Bloodline, let alone an unlocked Bloodline, made her cultivation ‘slow’, he decided to help her.

Besides, without bullshit involved, he wanted to be part of the reason she climbed faster and faster. Part of her success… just to help her.

Thus, some days, Heian Ciemnosc would place his palms on her back and begin the dual cultivation method through the group procedure, passively aiding her cultivation as she slept. While this was purely good to her, it also meant she’d become more relaxed and spend more time sleeping on his bed, with her head on his lap.

Thus, the cultivation method was employed for longer periods every few weeks…

However, when the 2nd year’s 12th month since her entrance arrived, the Sect Master made an announcement that was expected yet still shocked the Region, and more…

The Sect Master’s disciple, Olivia Clark, was titled as the Sacred Celestial of the Forbloffende Traes Sect!

The world itself could have gone into an uproar if the news weren’t so limited because of the lack of Universal Conveyances as a First Step organization transitioning to the Second Step. The 3* Region they were battling with was confused before becoming wholly shocked. The other core Regions were baffled, but they couldn’t build a considerate opinion on the matter.

That is… because to name something or someone… like it is with the transition of an organization… it requires Mother Nature’s acceptance… The expected denial and backlash the 3* Region thought would happen never occurred. Instead… Trees grew faster, and the sea developed trees from their utmost bottom seabeds.

Nature corresponded with the Forbloffende Traes Sect favored titled cultivator!

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