The sun was just peeping into the horizon. Its tail was slightly caressing the sky and the items below the heavens. Accompanying it was a chill wind which is not a surprise at all considering that this place is positioned over two square kilometers of water that go fifty meters deep .

As the moist air blew it was obstacled by a thirteen meter high pavilion characterised by light blue walls that have six gigantic windows on each of the sides added to cautiouly spaced three nine meter long doors to the front and back walls. The doors were large dark brown panels that had its frame decorated in dark , moderately highlighting the entry to this masterpiece of a place.

The size and shape of this pavilion gives the impression of being castle or a double storey complex. This is especially the first thought as when the three double doors on the front are open, it seems like a banquet room.

Acess to the pavilion is aided by a fleet of ten medium sized , eight meter long stairs , that have white statues of eagles positioned on an equally white rectangular slab . The eagles have their wings outstreched and their beaks wide open. The statues are furthermore placed at the bottom of the stairs and bring attention to the looker and more often that not, audience are inclined to think that the eagles are the school s signature piece almost like an emblem.But that is far from the truth as it's just a decoration piece ,there is no meaning behind it.

Upon entry , the eyes are first greeted by the ample space availed in the place. Not only are the walls high up but the floor is equally very long .

The said floors are obviously made of wavy geometrical brown floor boards, giving a sense of luxury and sophistication.

Aside from the vastness, there were two features worth taking note of.

The first and most very noticeable one is the elements on the floor and roof

On the roof , there hung six metal plates of radius one metre. The metal plates were made of silver alloys and thus are quite shiny even though they have a low taral reflective capability. The plates were also made to have ripple like effects so that the energy deposited on them do not overflow, either melting or exploding the piece.

This meaning that this disk is obviously meant for channeling vital energy of its user. The mission for this is set into course by a similar , yet three times smaller disk, directly beneath this large one.

The smaller disk on the floor has ten small channels growing off of it like roots. These are engraved on the floor like thin pen markings which start off very close to each other but slowly open out to be four feet apart. The whole scene seems like a sunflower pattern drawn on the floor with a distance of eight feet from the heart of one flower to the end of each root. Each flower marks a single station.

Henceforth each station is two metres away from all the others. And all the stations are six metres away from the center of this room

It is quite palpable now that disciplines have to assume a position at the end of each small channel and can only then activate the mechanism

That being the case, the second feature to take into account would the two large slabs of rock by the windows, one on each side. Each large slab of rock houses different kinds of weapons. From Jians, shurikens, bows, whips, arrows, disks, metal claws , hammers just to mention but a few.

However there was a catch to this, the weapons can't used by the cultivators because they are not enough and because these are just silhouettes.

That won't be a problem. Simply because at the foot of each weapon there is a box containing identical three coloured cloths. The cloths once tired to the disciple will allow the disciple to use the silhouette of that weapon in the cognitive simulation.

What that means is only three disciples can have the same weapon since no two weapons have the same colour of ribbons. Furthermore when a disciple makes achieves inner peace only then can the weapon and the mechanism work allowing him to travel into the simulation.

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In conclusion this large space is a simulation room. They offer a virtual reality of monsters so that the cultivators can learn before they proceed to real-life because in real life , these is no difficult setting, only terminate. So amateurs most definitely cannot start there. But eventually they will have to get experience in the field.

Withal , the wolf cultivators arrived into the space and stood at the far side from the stations as they awaited instructions.Since this is a school, disciples have to wear the same uniform.Dirty grey long sleeved overcoat, dirty grey lose pants, white socks and black cloth boats.

It doesn't matter how the cultivators to tie their hair. As long as it is neat and doesn't look too cultured or too exciting, it's fine

Anyway ,the sect leader for this training wore light green attire and pushed back his hair with the help of a silver chain like hairpiece. His hair ran all the way to his waist and was wholely black. He had crossed his arms behind his back and was holding a wooden slim plank , which was a wind fan

He looked dictative and very egotistic while he walked to the young cultivators after entering through the middle of the three doors at the back . His face was obviously hinting that he was a point in his life where he has enjoyed many sunsets. There were not a lot of wrinkles on his face and though his brown eyes did show small hints of cataracts, he did seem like he was reaping the benefits of being a cultivator because the vital energy does keep cells energized and this slows down the aging process..

The first time these young cultivators saw this man was during the orientation on their first day here , about a year or so ago. On that day all ten of sect elders were introduced and by the seem of things, this sect elder was the oldest as he was the most respected. One regular days , one would find this sect master being bowed to by all the other leaders. It seems like the others are younger than him but maybe that is die to the effect of cultivation or maybe it's because he really is the oldest. And someone who would look this old would mean they had been cultivation for a seriously long amount of time. Who knows maybe he is the grandmaster here. But if so why would they keep it a secret

Since he is here alone, it might mean he is an expect at simulation training or this kind of training. However that is never the case. A training always has two or more sect leaders but maybe he is an exception.But still it would be quite out of the ordinary if he really did handle this training session alone.

The sect master reached the slab on the right and he stood next to it proceeding to gaze at to the cultivators..

As their brains threw guesses around of why he was looking at them so strangely, their wondering thoughts were brought to rest when from the same door on the other side of the room , a prime being glided throw the double doors

Shank high black leathers boots that are tired on the side by crisscrossing an equally black think leather. Slightly body hugging light green pants with gentle slits on the hips that serve as pockets.

Raising up there is an even dark shadow of light green overcoat with the tails of white embroidery made to symbolise branches of a peach blossom. The overcoat is buttoned on the side from the pelvic crest all the way to the collar. The leaf green collar of the jacket grew a little and covered half of the neck.Hair was tired into a backbone braid that was infused with a silver chain just like the older sect master.

He doesn't appear cold at all but his stature made him very intimidating to say the least. The chill wind from outside blew on him yes but it didn't carry his sweet-honey smell throughout the room. It only played with his clothes and settled down. Maybe it wasn't strong enough or maybe it felt inferior to contaminate the aroma of this replication of perfection by mixing it with inauspicious pollutants in the air

Kijad has a thin face, large eyes , level medium full eyebrows, thin very pink lips with sharp points and straight nose. His skin is not pale at all but that is not proportional to how clear and clean his face is. His jaw was not sharp at all but it did make his visage stand out

That being said he entered the room and obviously everyone had their eyes at him.

Despite having ordinary traits, he had the best version of those traits and thier fusion was god-awfully jawdropping as is the rest of his existence

He walked slowly taking his time to almost like he is award these young cultivators the gift of peering as much as they like.Kijad journeyed a small distance and then turned to walk towards the sect leader that was already in the room.

His motions were slow, true but he looked so amazing almost like moonlight falling on a garden of white roses that have been grown to constitute fragrances for Zither players. As one leg passed the other, he looked like next to an angel only he would be able to go into heaven. Simplicity never looked so enticing.

Despite them looking at him like it's the first time they see him, he has actually been their trainer for the past year. Though they all so much desired to be his students for their duration here, some are partly glad they don't have to deal with him because his class was fond being challenging.

No one could ever compare and that knowledge on its own makes, not only sect trainers but also teachers keep a distance from this man.It has little to do with that he is a sect master and even less to do with that they want to associate on a professional level. The sole reason that sees to be more of a barrier stronger than steel and deeper than the core of the earth is that he is too perfect. Too everything great which bared the ability to be tantalizing at times

He stepped gradually not making a raucous whilst touching just a little of the wooden boards.

As he stopped next to the sect master and crossed his arms behind his back, surprisingly enough the older sect master lowered his arms to the side and continued to bend his upper body, honouring Kijad

When everyone got shocked, the sect master peeked to them whilst bowing and they responded by bowing as well.

Kijad parted his lips and only a single word was produced from this Egyptian god. ' Rise'

It's not clear whether that was a whisper or a note change.But whatever it was, it was definitely a cause for feeling subordinate.

As the disciples elevated to look at the man , they found him already looking gravely at them. His stare was not pedantic nor was it agressive but it somehow looked like a child staring through the eyes of an adult. So amicable and confusingly screaming sweet-hearted

"There are thirty types of weapons in this room. Pick a ribbon at the head of the weapon you desire . After tying it to your wrist, assume a position near the core and establish a connection", the sect leader advised