Gathering Storm at the First Division
Leon slowly walked ahead and said calmly,
"It’s about ti. Let’s go."
The mont the words left his lips, his figure lifted lightly from the ground.
His body rose as naturally as drifting mist.
Then—
In a flash of purple light, he stepped forward into the air and began flying toward the First Division of Celestis Academy.
Now that Leon had already stepped deep into the sage Realm, flying through the sky required no treasures or external support. The wind obeyed his will. The air itself beca a silent path beneath his feet.
His speed was astonishing.
After breaking through the GrandMaster Realm, cultivators could already perform short-distance teleportation. Once one stepped into the sage Realm, that distance increased dramatically.
Leon could have reached the First Division in a blink.
However—
He deliberately slowed down.
He didn’t teleport.
He simply walked through the sky at a steady pace so his students could follow.
Behind him—
Selena imdiately summoned her sword.
A faint purple glow flashed.
The Athyst Mist Sword appeared beneath her feet with a clear tallic hum.
She stepped onto the blade gracefully, her snow-white robes fluttering as she rose into the air and followed Leon.
The morning wind brushed through her silver hair as she flew.
Her figure looked elegant and calm—like a moon spirit gliding through the clouds.
Behind her, Rias let out a soft laugh.
"Well then... I shouldn’t fall behind either."
With a flick of her wrist—
Her sword appeared.
The weapon glead brilliantly. It was the treasure Leon had given her earlier—compensation from Shera after the previous conflict.
Rias stepped lightly onto the blade.
Her red robes spread behind her like the wings of a phoenix.
With a graceful motion—
She soared into the sky.
Her flying posture was incredibly beautiful, like a crimson bird dancing in the clouds.
Leon had originally hoped the treasure might trigger a high critical return through the Grand Return System.
Unfortunately—
It had only returned an ordinary spirit artifact.
Even now Leon still felt it was a bit of a pity.
Ah well... can’t win every ti.
Behind the girls—
Harry Taylor panicked slightly.
"Wait—wait for !"
He hurriedly summoned his sword as well.
The mont he stabilized himself on the blade, he shot into the sky in excitent.
His eyes sparkled.
The Seven Division Martial eting of Celestis Academy was legendary across the Forsaken Domain.
Today—
He would finally see it with his own eyes.
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A few minutes later
At the First Division.
In front of the massive halls of the Erald Crest Division.
The entire plaza was already packed.
Hundreds of disciples gathered across the wide stone square.
The air buzzed with excitent.
Many students leaned against railings, sat on stone steps, or clustered into small groups discussing today’s event.
The atmosphere felt like a festival.
Everyone was talking.
Debating.
Arguing.
One disciple sighed dramatically.
"So... who do you think will take first place in this Martial eting?"
A tall disciple beside him folded his arms thoughtfully.
"Well... if the chief student of the First Division doesn’t participate..."
"Then the biggest contenders should be Secret Sword Summit and Gale Division."
Another disciple nodded quickly.
"Exactly!"
"I heard the eldest senior brother of Secret Sword Summit—Shan—has already stepped into the Astral Realm."
"His strength is terrifying."
Soone else added with a serious tone,
"But the senior brother from Gale Division shouldn’t be underestimated either."
"He keeps a low profile... but his cultivation is just as strong."
"In fact—"
"I suspect he might be stronger than Shan."
Another student waved his hand.
"No, no, no. You’re all missing soone."
The crowd turned.
"Who?"
He grinned.
"What about Athyst Summit Division?"
For a mont—
Silence.
Then laughter erupted.
"Hahaha!"
"Oh co on!"
One disciple shook his head while laughing.
"Sure, Guardian Elder Leon from Athyst Summit Division is extrely powerful."
"No one doubts that."
"But his student?"
"She has only been in the academy for three months!"
"At best she should still be in the Onyx Realm."
"What potential could she possibly have?"
Another disciple added,
"If we talk about dark horses..."
"Amaya from Holy Water Division actually has a higher chance."
"Her cultivation is extrely stable."
The crowd nodded.
"That’s true."
"I heard she’s already close to the Astral Realm."
The square buzzed with endless speculation.
So supported Shan.
So believed Gale Division would dominate.
Others argued about Amaya.
The discussion grew louder and louder.
Then—
A sudden streak of light flashed across the sky.
"Look!"
"Soone’s coming!"
Everyone raised their heads.
High above the plaza—
A large group of figures descended on a beam of light.
At the very front stood the master of Secret Sword Summit.
Shera.
Behind him—
Shan followed calmly.
His black robes fluttered slightly as he landed.
The mont he appeared—
Gasps spread through the crowd.
"Damn..."
"So that’s Shan?"
"He really lives up to the rumors."
Standing among the disciples, Shan seed like a rising star.
Calm.
Confident.
His aura carried a faint pressure.
It was impossible not to notice him.
Shan noticed the countless admiring gazes around him.
A faint smile appeared on his lips.
He clearly enjoyed being the center of attention.
Just then—
Another flash of light streaked across the sky.
A booming laugh echoed across the plaza.
"Haha! Senior Brother Shera!"
"I thought I arrived early!"
"I didn’t expect you to be even earlier!"
The voice belonged to only one person.
Yaman.
He descended boldly from the sky with several disciples behind him.
Shera glanced at him coldly.
But he said nothing.
Monts later—
Another figure descended slowly.
When she appeared—
The entire square fell quiet.
A graceful woman floated down from the sky.
Her sky-blue robes drifted gently in the wind.
Long blue hair flowed behind her.
It was Maya.
Both Shera and Yaman froze slightly when they sensed her aura.
"..."
They exchanged a shocked glance.
"sage Realm aura?"
Both of them felt disbelief.
Maya had already stepped into the sage Realm.
Which ant—
She had beco the youngest sage-level expert in the academy aside from Leon.
Yaman muttered in shock,
"I can’t believe it..."
"A month ago she was still in the King Realm."
"And now she’s already in the sage Realm."
One disciple whispered excitedly,
"I didn’t expect Respected Maya to also break through."
"In Celestis Academy, besides the Headmaster..."
"Guardian Elder Shera..."
"And Guardian Elder Leon..."
"There is now another sage expert!"
Another disciple grinned.
"This Martial eting is going to be interesting."
"I heard Athyst Summit Division and Secret Sword Summit never get along."
"I wonder what will happen today."
Soone suddenly asked,
"Wait..."
"Why haven’t we seen anyone from Athyst Summit Division yet?"
"Did they forget the ti?"
Just as he finished speaking—
A streak of purple light appeared in the sky.
Everyone looked up instantly.
From within the purple glow—
A white figure slowly descended.
The crowd instantly reacted.
"It’s them!"
"Guardian Elder Leon!"
"And his students!"
Excited murmurs spread everywhere.
Many disciples had heard about Leon.
But few had ever seen him.
The youngest Guardian Elder of Celestis Academy.
A mysterious powerhouse with unfathomable cultivation.
Now—
They could finally see him with their own eyes.
High above the square—
Leon descended calmly with Selena, Rias, and Harry following behind.
The mont Shera saw him—
His eyes darkened.
A trace of ruthless hatred flashed within them.
The person he hated most...
Had finally arrived.
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