"Not yet." Max shook his head, and seeing Margaret seed too emotional about it, he added, "I'll start practicing it soon."
Margaret stared at him with a still look in her eyes for a few seconds before she said, her tone calm but serious, "I know you are already very strong and can easily dominate Five Star mages. So, you mustn't feel any need to cultivate it. But believe , you should cultivate it."
Max t her gaze and nodded with equal seriousness, "I understand. I will start practicing it soon."
Margaret slowly raised her hand and placed her delicate finger on Max's forehead, who didn't stop her even though she was doing it without asking his permission because he could tell she wouldn't harm him.
Margaret's expression llowed slightly seeing he didn't try to resist and closed her eyes. A mont later, she opened them and moved her finger away.
"These are my experiences of practicing it. They should help you." She said,
Max felt many flashes of mories appear in his head, and upon reviewing them, he nodded at her gratefully, "Thank you, Senior Sister. They will definitely help ."
A small, almost unnoticeable smile graced Margaret's lips when she heard him address her as 'senior sister.'
On the side, Aaron, Eve, and others were shocked when they heard her say Max was strong enough to dominate Five Star mages because… he was just an early-stage Four Star mage. But they didn't doubt her, fully believing her statent, and their gazes they looked at Max with changed from haughty and indifferent to surprised and curious. Among them, Aaron was the most shocked and also confused: 'If he is so strong, why did she send to help him earlier?'
What he didn't know was that the reason Margaret sent him ahead of everyone wasn't to help or save him, but to tell the people from the Ice Sovereign Mountain, Oliver, Julius, and others, that he wasn't alone. Although they were quite so distance away from the battlefield, because she was familiar with Max's aura, she had noticed him having a face-off against Oliver and others. Though they had left, she could tell their grudge hadn't ended.
As for why she didn't co herself, well, there was no need to since Aaron, though weaker than her, had almost the sa status in the Fire Valley. So, it didn't make a difference whether he or she went. Besides, she needed so ti to digest her shock, which she got after noticing Oliver, who she had recognized as the erging genius of the Ice Sovereign Mountain, looking full of fear when he looked at Max. The only reason he could react this way was that Max was way stronger than him and had terrified him.
She then noticed Martha and others seed to listen to him and act as though he was their leader and realized Max, despite his cultivation, was indeed stronger. And just now, when she said he could dominate the Five Star mages, he didn't refute her, confirming her guess.
Aaron was just wondering this when he saw the smile on Margaret's face and his eyes widened in shock. The others had similar reactions. In fact, the shock they felt seeing her smile was higher than what they felt upon hearing how strong Max was.
Why?
Because this senior sister of theirs was famous for her indifference and always serious personality. Though she smiled a few tis when speaking to her junior sisters, those smiles were forced. But right now, the smile she had was natural and was one of happiness and satisfaction.
After thanking her, Max left. He didn't try telling them about the current situation and anything else because he could tell they were already aware of everything.
One of the female disciples, Eve, looked at Margaret and asked, "Senior sister, that guy also has Crimson Monarch's legacy?"
Everyone perked up at the question, though they already knew the answer since they had heard their conversation.
"Yes." Margaret nodded. She wasn't worried any of them would do sothing to Max, firstly because they couldn't given his strength, and secondly, she had already promised to give the Crimson Dragon Spell to the Fire Valley after she mastered it, and everyone knew it.
"Lucky guy. But it's a pity he hasn't started cultivating it." Eve said,
On the side, Aaron couldn't stop himself from asking even though he knew she hadn't lied, "Senior sister, is he really as strong as you said?"
"Yes." Margaret nodded. "Though I don't know just how strong he is, he should be as strong, if not stronger, than you."
Hearing this, Aaron realized why he could order Martha and others. At the sa ti, his shoulders slumped as he muttered, "So, I'm the weakest among everyone who took part in the legacy trials."
…
Though the war temple had reopened just a few monts after the demons retreated, there were already many people in the temple. Fortunately, though, because most were still celebrating their survival outside or were looking at their reinforcents and busy talking with each other, it wasn't as congested.
He first ssaged Wyomin and asked about Lily's trio. But he didn't get the reply for a while, so thinking she must be busy with the arrival of several emperors, he went to the resource trading hall.
[War rits: 1060,000]
Nodding in satisfaction upon seeing his war rits, he exchanged for 200 mana crystals, bought a portable teleportation formation, so escape, illusion, and other kinds of talismans, bought a grade 5 fire-attuned magic sword, hired Alton for 2 hours for the next day, and rented a grade six recovery room for 6 hours.
For all this, he spent 960,000 war rits and was left with just 100,000 that he was going to use to rent the training room.
Satisfied with his purchases, he left the hall and headed toward the recovery rooms.
A while later, he was floating in the white room, his eyes closed while the healing energies of the room rapidly surged into his body.
The healing rooms could be rented in two ways. First, you could rent it only for the ti it would take to heal you completely—the option most people chose. The second, you could rent it for a fixed duration; this one was more expensive, but Max had chosen it as it suited his needs perfectly.
He didn't want to leave just after he was done healing. No, he planned to use it to temper his body.
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