Chapter 454: Spiritual Pressure
After several months of cultivation, their physiques had already changed.
Everyone's hair had turned light blue.
Everyone in the pond was focused on cultivation, except for one person.
Sheng Bing'er was sitting in the pond, daydreaming.
She was thinking about Little Uncle Master's dried fish.
It hadn't been long, and she already wanted to find Little Uncle Master again.
Glancing sideways, Sheng Bing'er looked at Sheng Yulin, who was diligently cultivating.
No wonder Sheng Yulin visited Little Uncle Master every day.
That night, the Lake Island welcomed another evening.
"Little Junior Brother, tell me honestly—how do you plan to train those little girls?"
At the villa's dining table, Li Meng and Ruoshui sat across from each other.
The table was filled with delicious food.
Little Sheng stood nearby like an attendant.
Almost half a year had passed with no movement from Little Junior Brother, making Ruoshui a little concerned.
Though the Demon Hunter Squad selection was still years away.
Time couldn't be wasted with Little Junior Brother doing nothing.
Li Meng glanced up at "Senior Sister."
That little look made Ruoshui roll her eyes.
"Fine, fine, fine, I won't ask!"
The worst outcome would be another unremarkable team.
Some things you just had to get used to.
"Senior Sister, the reserve members aren't fixed, right?"
The Inner Court Seven were the official members.
The remaining three were reserves.
If the ten-member slots were fixed.
It would be unfair to newcomers.
After all, new students enrolled every year.
Ruoshui nodded.
"Yes, every year the Academy holds an individual ranking tournament. The top three can enter the Ice Spirit Cavern for cultivation. If they want to join the team, they can challenge the official and reserve members. Of course, it's very difficult for newcomers to challenge the Inner Court Ten."
The Ice Spirit Cavern provided too great a boost.
Ice mages cultivating there not only improved their spiritual power quickly.
But also enhanced their affinity with the ice element.
The higher the affinity, the purer the ice element.
The purer the element, the lower the temperature.
This made challenging the Inner Court Ten nearly impossible.
Ice mages' battles were all about elemental affinity.
"Are all the current Inner Court Ten ice mages?"
Ruoshui cut a piece of steak and popped it into her mouth.
"There's one warrior and one summoner, both ice attribute."
Even warriors had elemental attributes in this world.
While learning skills didn't require a specific element.
The power and effects differed depending on the attribute.
"No healers?"
"Dumb Lake Academy leans heavily towards ice. Kids with light attributes aren't sent here."
Because of the Ice Spirit Cavern.
Dumb Lake Academy's elemental bias was unavoidable.
But for a Demon Hunter Squad, having no healer was a huge problem.
Fighting demons was brutal.
Injuries were inevitable.
Without timely healing, injuries would weaken combat effectiveness.
Thus, healers were crucial.
Demons would even prioritize killing healers in battle.
A good healer could greatly boost a team's strength.
"Little Junior Brother, when will you meet the girls?"
Ruoshui worried he'd say "when I grow up."
Even if given five more years.
He'd only be fourteen then.
"Tomorrow."
Hearing that, Ruoshui's eyes lit up.
So Little Junior Brother was finally going to start training them?
She gave him a once-over.
Alright, tomorrow she had to secretly spy.
Ruoshui was very curious about Little Junior Brother's true strength.
If he was just a Tier Three Summoner.
He couldn't control those proud little girls.
Time ticked by, night deepened.
And after the long night, dawn inevitably came.
As the morning light rose in the east, a new day began.
On the northern part of the Lake Island was a cluster of buildings.
Among them was a small plaza.
At the plaza's center was a magical fountain.
A five-meter tall statue stood in the fountain.
"Today's breakfast was awful!"
"Yeah, I hate medicinal porridge!"
"It's good for you, stop being picky."
The sun climbed higher.
A group of little girls walked from the cafeteria to the plaza.
There were ten of them, all around thirteen or fourteen years old.
Chattering and complaining about breakfast.
"Little Uncle Master!"
With an accidental glance, Sheng Yulin froze.
She saw Little Uncle Master sitting by the fountain.
Munching on a dried fish.
Her call caught everyone's attention.
"Little Uncle Master? That's the one the principal brought back?"
"So cute!"
The little girls curiously stared at the small figure.
Seeing Sheng Yulin walk toward him.
They all followed.
Sheng Bing'er was among them.
She had known Little Uncle Master would appear today.
Thus, she spotted him even before Sheng Yulin.
Smiling, Sheng Yulin approached.
She hadn't expected him here.
"Little Unc—"
Before she could finish, a sudden change occurred.
A holy golden light enveloped the entire plaza.
Everything turned golden.
And an overwhelming pressure descended.
Sheng Yulin felt like a heavy weight crushed her.
She fell to her knees with a thud.
The girls behind her weren't any better.
All collapsed to the ground.
Golden light formed visible currents, slamming down on them.
The girls' faces turned deathly pale.
"Tsk tsk, spiritual pressure? Little Junior Brother, you're definitely not just a Tier Three Summoner!"
Standing on a branch of a giant tree nearby was a graceful figure.
It was Ruoshui, secretly spying.
Seeing the plaza bathed in holy light.
The light element forming a spiritual pressure suppressing the Inner Court Ten.
Spiritual pressure was a power only Tier Eight professionals possessed.
At this moment, Ruoshui was thrilled.
She was sure Little Junior Brother wasn't a normal kid.
He must be a beast who had successfully taken human form.
Once a beast reached Tier Eight, they were indistinguishable from humans.
Even Tier Nine professionals couldn't tell the difference.
Meanwhile, back on the plaza.
Sheng Yulin, closest to Li Meng, gritted her teeth.
She felt like her bones were about to shatter.
The pain was suffocating.
Forcing herself, Sheng Yulin raised her head to look at Little Uncle Master.
He was still leisurely eating his dried fish.