The Outer Disciple Residence was located on the lower slopes of the mountain
Hundreds of stone dormitories lined the hillside
Training fields filled the open spaces between them
Kael followed the guiding disciple through the busy area
Everywhere he looked, cultivators practiced
Some trained sword techniques
Others meditated, circulating Aether through their bodies
The atmosphere was intense
Everyone here sought strength
The guiding disciple finally stopped in front of a small stone building
"This is your room."
He tossed Kael a wooden token
"Room 47."
Kael stepped inside
The room was simple
A bed
A table
A small window overlooking the mountain forests
But to Kael, it felt like a new beginning
He sat on the bed and closed his eyes
Inside his body, Origin Energy flowed steadily
Unlike Aether, it felt deeper
Older
More primal
The system appeared again
Host: Kael Veyron
Realm: Mortal Body Stage 9 (Peak)
Abilities
• Origin Sense
• Origin Strike
• Origin Rush
• Origin Body
Kael exhaled slowly
"Peak Mortal Body…"
He had reached the limit of human physical strength
But his real breakthrough had not yet happened
The Origin Core
That was his next step
Suddenly, a knock came from the door
Kael opened it
Rylan stood outside
The outer disciple leaned against the doorway casually
"Thought I'd check on the new guy."
Kael raised an eyebrow
"You're friendly for someone I punched across a courtyard."
Rylan laughed
"That's exactly why I'm here."
He looked around the room
"So, tell me something."
Kael crossed his arms
"What?"
Rylan's eyes sharpened slightly
"How did you really kill the Ironhorn Tyrant?"
For a moment, the room was silent
Kael considered his answer carefully
Then he smiled faintly
"Hard work."
Rylan stared at him
Then laughed loudly
"Yeah… I figured you'd say that."
He turned to leave
But before walking away, he spoke again
"Just be careful."
Kael frowned slightly
"Why?"
Rylan looked toward the higher peaks of the sect
"Because the inner disciples won't like you."
Kael followed his gaze
At the very top of the mountain stood several grand palaces
Where the strongest disciples trained
Rylan's voice became quieter
"And one of them…"
"…really hates outsiders."
Kael leaned against the doorway thoughtfully
His life inside the sect had only just begun
And already…
Trouble was coming.