Behind Maria stood a giantess in a pristine white robe.
She stood four meters tall, with a tiger's head and a human's body.
Her fur was as white as jade.
A celestial halo surrounded her head.
The angelic halo, awe-inspiring and holy, inspired awe!
In theory, every sorcerer's bloodline has a potential ceiling.
Beastial bloodlines typically cap their potential at level four.
To advance further, one must awaken their beastial bloodline a second time, evolving into either a "beasts Celestial Clan" or a "Rakshasa Demonic Ghost."
Most of the higher-ups in the Beast Worship Cult choose the Rakshasa Demonic Ghost path.
The higher-ups at the Silver Moon Monastery all advance towards the beasts Celestial Clan.
The heads of the Bear, Pig, and Cat academies all reached the late fifth level, having already awakened their bloodlines a second time, advancing from beastial sorcerers to celestial sorcerers. Maria's mentor, the Cat Academy's head monk, "White Tiger Martial Master" Shiva, reached his fifth-level atavistic form, becoming "Tiger Head Heaven"!
"Master, if the fight continues, something might happen..." Maria worried.
"It's okay. That little boy named Allen hasn't had enough fighting yet, and neither have I."
Master Shiva smiled calmly.
"Let them keep fighting. I'm here, nothing will happen."
Maria fell silent.
Come to think of it, the thrilling fight she saw was nothing more than childish play to her master.
With Master Shiva personally in charge, what could possibly go wrong?
At this moment, the fierce battle on the field had resumed.
Baker and Hogg unleashed their full power without reservation.
Atavistic Baker, reaching out through the air!
Five vines, thick as pythons, suddenly sprouted from his fingertips and flew ten meters away, binding Allen.
"Get down!"
Baker exerted all his strength, pulling at the vines.
Alan lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud, shattering large swathes of floor tiles and sending dust flying!
A flicker of pleasure flashed in Baker's eyes. He continued to exert force, intending to drag Allen toward him and stomp him.
Snap!
A thick, powerful leopard paw suddenly pierced through the entangled vines, reaching out and holding the bear's paw.
Huh?!
Kooala Baker's face suddenly changed!
The next second, the leopard paw exerted force, twisting the bear's paw.
With a loud bang, the massive koala was thrown to the ground!
Baker's vision went black and he slumped in dizziness.
At the same time, a crackling sound erupted from Allen's body.
The dense vines wrapped around him were broken by his rapidly expanding muscles.
Alan shook off the vines and calmly rose to his feet.
Using the "Giant Transformation Technique," his size exploded again.
A twelve-meter-tall, leopard-headed giant stood in the courtyard.
With an indifferent gaze, he looked down at the tiny koala and electric pig.
Hogg, the electric pig, stood by his dazed partner.
He raised his head and roared, his electric fangs like positive and negative poles!
Crack!
A flash of lightning, breaking free from the fangs, shot towards Allen.
Alan stood tall, chest puffed out, blocking the lightning strike with one hand.
His muscles glowed with a cold, steely sheen!
Electricity circled around his body, passing through his feet and into the earth.
A faint smell of burning emanated from the fur on the leopard-headed giant's palm.
Hogger unleashed his full-strength electric charge, but that was all the damage he inflicted.
Away from Linda, Allen still possessed double armor.
Beastly armor + iron bones!
Pure physical defense wasn't as good as the double armor granted by "Cat Spirit Possession," but it had an advantage that surpassed it.
"Iron bones"—both physical and demonic defense!
He could still withstand Hogger's electric attack with reduced damage!
"Lumbor!"
The leopard-headed giant waved his hand, unleashing a third-level "Poison Cloud"!
A thick cloud shimmering with golden light engulfed the electric pig Hogger.
Hogger was horrified!
He gasped violently, accidentally inhaling golden spores.
Before he could even break free from the area where the cloud was spreading, he was stunned into a daze.
"Carir!"
Alan immediately unleashed his "Water Control" spell—rainfall mode!
A patter of raindrops fell on the koala Baker, who had just risen.
A strong odor of alcohol permeated the rain.
To be precise, Alan was raining down alcohol.
Alan flicked his fingertips.
A piece of flint flew toward Baker.
Crack!
The wave of his finger shattered the flint, sending sparks igniting the alcohol rain.
With a bang, flames filled the sky, engulfing the courtyard.
Kooala Baker shared a common plant fear: a fear of fire!
The alcohol-soaked grass hairs ignited, transforming him into a blazing fire bear!
Swish! A stealthy figure suddenly leaped from the corner.
Linda, who had been feigning death for so long, transformed herself into a white cat once again and pounced on Allen from behind.
"Anar!"
Alan calmly chanted a spell to summon light, a hazy moonlight barrier spreading around him.
"Moonlight," illuminated the white cat.
"Meow, meow!"
Linda screamed in terror!
As she pounced mid-air, she was forcibly released from her beastly form, returning to human form.
Naked, Linda involuntarily crashed into the broad back of the leopard-headed giant.
"Bitch, die!"
Alan, without even turning his head, delivered a powerful elbow strike to her chest!
Bone shattering!!
Amidst the roaring sound, the naked woman's body was shattered, her flesh rotten! This is called hitting a rock with an egg!
The crowd on the sidelines gasped in unison at this scene!
Maria looked at her master, her eyes etched with trepidation.
In the exam room, publicly torturing Linda!
Alan had gone too far. This... wasn't appropriate, was it?
What did Master think?
White Tiger Martial Master remained calm and said calmly:
"How did that woman treat him before?"
"If you ask me, he was too merciful."
"If it were me, I wouldn't let her die so easily."
Maria wiped a cold sweat from her forehead.
Teacher Shiva, known for his capriciousness, truly lived up to his reputation. He dared to say anything, regardless of the occasion!
After blasting Linda with an elbow, Alan let out a sigh of relief, feeling incredibly refreshed!
Hogg the electric pig shook off the shock, and Baker the koala put out the flames.
With bloodshot eyes, the two men lunged at him once more.
"That's how you two don't know when to advance or retreat."
Alan shook his head slightly, his right hand raised.
His fingers clenched, his palm seemingly holding a bright moon.
"Moon Shadow Bomb," ready to fire!
"Stop!" a man's deep voice suddenly rang out from the sidelines. "Young man, stop now! If you keep fighting, someone will die!"
"Baker, Hogg, admit defeat!" Then, a slightly older voice echoed, "Keep fighting, and you'll both die!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Baker and Hogg's faces changed drastically!
Hastily stopping, they transformed back into their human forms, turned around, and bowed to the sidelines.
"Disciple greets Master!"
Beside Shiva stood two half-human, half-beast figures in white robes.
"Bear-Headed God" Bahce.
"Pig-Headed God" Varaha.
The three abbots of Silver Moon Monastery had arrived together—an unprecedented event for the novice exam!
The disciples watching from the sidelines were terrified into silence.
Only Tigress Leni, not understanding the atmosphere, poked Maria, who was wiping her sweat, and whispered, "Senior Sister, who are these two newcomers? Please introduce them to us!"
Maria glanced at her sideways and said weakly, "Please, shut up!"
Alan, who was in the thick of the fight, was disappointed to see his opponent slip away.
He returned to the sidelines and took his coat back from Maria.
"Third brother, Master and the heads of the Bear and Pig Courts are here."
Maria buttoned his shirt and whispered, "Go and pay your respects, and be polite!"
Alan nodded, turned, and walked towards the three heads, bowing.
"Disciple Alan Panthers, greeting the three heads!"
"Shiva, you're so lucky."
The Pig Court Head, Varaha, couldn't hide his envy.
"Such a promising young man, it's a shame he's not from our Pig Court."
"Shiva, train this child well, don't waste his talent."
Bachs, the oldest of the three, the Bear Court Head, smiled.
"You don't need to tell me, I know!"
Master Shiva, even in front of his two brothers, looked arrogant.
As expected of the head of the Cat Court, he fully embodied the personality of a cat.
"Little boy, follow me."
Master Shiva beckoned Allen with his finger and turned to leave.
"Wait a moment!" Allen said hurriedly.
"Hmm?!"
White Tiger Martial Master slowly turned his head, his beautiful green eyes etched with a stern expression.
Master Shiva was not a person with a good temper.
Her patience was probably less than a cat's. The thing she hated most in her life was waiting.
It had been years, but this was the first time someone had asked her to wait.
The unfamiliar word echoed in her ears, seeming a little unreal.
Maria raised her hand to her forehead, nearly fainting.
She secretly regretted forgetting to remind Allen of the teacher's taboo! "Master! Please don't be angry!" Maria said with a forced smile. "Alan is young and naive. Please be magnanimous..."
"Well, I'm not angry." Master Shiva said with a forced smile. "Um... Alan, how long do you plan to keep me waiting?"
"I'll go get the prize. I'll be right there!"
Alan ran to the tree, smashed open the medicine box with a punch, took out the "Heaven-Replenishing Potion," activated the system, and examined it.
"Special ingredient: Heaven-Replenishing Potion!"
"After injection, it has a high probability of increasing the purity of bloodlines below level 5!"
"After consumption, +3 Potential! +1 Spirit!"
Alan was secretly delighted.
I deserved my hard work on the exam; I got first place!
Putting away the potion bottle, Alan trotted back to Master Shiva, feigning a well-behaved expression.
Master Shiva extended his tiger paw and patted him on the head.
A furry paw with a paw pawed in the middle.
It felt soft and comfortable against his head.
It also carried a faint, refreshing fragrance.
"Little boy, you're very brave to speak to me like that."
"Uh... I don't know the rules, please forgive me, teacher!"
Alan vaguely felt that he might have offended the teacher.
"Hehe, come with me."
Master Shiva turned and walked out the courtyard gate.
Alan didn't dare delay and followed him with trepidation.
Maria, Renée, and the others watched him go.
Some eyes were filled with envy, even jealousy.
Others, who knew White Tiger Martial Master's violent temper better, showed a hint of worry.
...
Silver Moon Monastery, White Tiger Hall.
Master Shiva's private dojo. Alan followed his teacher closely.
Seeing his teacher remove his shoes and socks before entering the room, he followed suit.
He walked barefoot onto the spotless floor of the dojo.
Master Shiva disdained idle talk and, in a few words, laid out Alan's plans clearly.
He accepted him as an inner court disciple, with Maria, his senior sister, in charge of his daily training.
Every weekend, Alan had the opportunity to personally consult his master on any difficult questions he might have about his cultivation.
Like the sorcerer academy, the monastery also charged a fee for instruction.
Only direct disciples were entitled to consult their master at any time.
Despite Alan's exceptional performance in the entrance examination,
Ultimately, he was not accepted as a direct disciple by Master Shiva.
It wasn't that his qualifications weren't up to the master's liking.
It was purely due to his background that he was held back.
An unwritten rule in the world of sorcerers.
A disciple who comes to a master with skills cannot be made a direct disciple!
Two reasons.
First, to guard against undercover agents sent by hostile forces.
Second, to avoid angering the disciple's original master.
Maria's letter of recommendation vouched for Allen's innocence.
He was unlikely to be a spy sent by Red Moon Island.
But what was the attitude of the South Island Federation Sorcerer Academy?
It was unknown.
Silver Moon Monastery did not want to antagonize the South Island Sorcerer Academy.
For a disciple who came to a master with skills, it was not worth it.
Master Shiva had already made an exception by making Allen an inner court disciple.
Alan knelt on the floor, listening to Master Shiva's lecture.
"At Silver Moon Monastery, respect for elders is paramount, and teachers are like parents."
"Teacher's orders are laws, and must be obeyed unconditionally!"
White Tiger Martial Master's face was serious.
"Alan, you broke a taboo today, do you understand?"
"Disciple knows his fault," Alan admitted, recalling Sister Lion's hint. "Disciple shouldn't have kept Master waiting. It was disrespectful."
"Well, I'm glad you understand."
Master Shiva's expression eased slightly. "Other people might not care about that, but I'm different."
"I'm a bit impatient and can't stand being delayed."
"Next time, if you need something, just let me know in advance. If you make me wait, I'll get angry!"
"Disciple will definitely keep this in mind and never make the same mistake again!" Allen thought for a moment, then asked Master Shiva, "Master, do you have any other taboos? Please let me know."
"Oh..." Master Shiva stroked his furry ears and answered thoughtfully, "Besides not liking to wait for people, there's one thing I hate: looking for things."
"It's really annoying when something isn't in my memory and I can't find it no matter what!"
"Do you understand that feeling?"
"Disciple understands," Allen said, suppressing a smile. "It's really annoying when you can't find something you need urgently, and then it reappears when you don't need it."
"Yes! I'm glad you understand!"
Master Shiva nodded gently.
"I'm putting things away. It might look a little messy on the surface, but I know what's going on."
"If you can't find it, someone must have messed with it!"
"So, including you, all the disciples of the Cat Academy are forbidden to touch my things, or I'll get mad!"
"Teacher, if I see trash in your dojo, can't I just throw it away?" Allen asked tentatively.
Master Shiva hesitated, then pondered, "Before you do, remember to ask me."
"Some of these things you think are useless, like balls of yarn, might be my training props. Don't throw them away."
Alan nodded, taking note.
Inwardly, he was complaining.
What kind of training would require a ball of yarn?
Could it be a toy for Teacher to sharpen his claws?
Just imagine Baihu playing with a ball of yarn...
Alan couldn't help but curl his lips.
"What are you laughing about, kid?" Master Shiva stared at him warily.
"Oh, nothing..."
A sudden inspiration struck Allen, remembering what Sister Lion had said about Master Shiva's fondness for drinks. He opened his storage bag and took out the wine he had found at Kes's.
The town's expensively purchased bottle of crab blood wine was taken out and presented with both hands.
"It's just a small gift, not a token of respect, but I hope you'll accept it!"
Master Shiva wrinkled his nose; he could smell the aroma from a distance.
He took the bottle, uncorked it, and sniffed it.
A look of ecstasy crossed his furry, round, cat-like face.
"Crab blood wine! It's been ages since I've tasted it."
Guts!
He downed nearly half the bottle in one gulp.
Alan's scalp tingled at the sight.
He'd only taken a small sip of the crab blood wine, and it had already choked him unbearably.
Teacher Shiva drank directly from the bottle, as if he were drinking juice...
His generous drinking capacity reminded him of Senior Sister Tanya from the Warlock Academy.
Senior Sister Tanya and Teacher Baihu both loved what they drank.
If we were destined to meet, perhaps we could get along...
As he lost himself in thought, a burp sounded from the other side.
Alan looked up and jumped in surprise!
The White Tiger Martial Master, who had been sitting across from him, had somehow transformed back into human form.
Master Shiva's human form was a stark contrast to his previous, awe-inspiring "Tiger-Shoutian" image.
So much so that Alan didn't recognize him at first glance!
"Burp..."
Master Shiva, holding the wine bottle, burped again.
In her original form, she stood less than 1.4 meters tall.
Slightly shorter than Ella...
Her silky silver hair was styled in a bob cut.
She also had a pair of adorable little canine teeth.
Her emerald eyes were hazy with intoxication.
No matter how you looked at her, she looked like a cute little girl...
The silver-haired girl looked up, meeting Alan's stunned gaze.
"What are you looking at?!"
She strained her pretty face and snarled at him fiercely.
"How dare you look down upon me, your teacher? That's disrespectful!"
Alan quickly sat down!
However, she was still considerably taller than the girl opposite, Shiva.
Helplessly, he bent down as much as possible to meet her eye level.
"Hmph, you're sensible!"
A small, adorable hand grasped Alan's shoulder.
Master Shiva, holding the bottle, staggered to his feet.
"Little boy, you did well in the exam today."
"Compared to your early Third Stage cultivation, your combat abilities are far beyond the norm. This is a bit surprising."
"Logically, those useless people at the South Island Warlock Academy couldn't possibly teach a genius like you!"
Alan grew increasingly nervous as he listened.
He worried she'd discovered the secrets of the system he possessed.
Thankfully, Master Shiva didn't pursue the issue further.
He hooked his finger at Allen, motioning him to stand.
"You're in a good mood today. Let me teach you a few moves."
"Whatever skills you have, show them to me!"
"This..." Alan hesitated. "Teacher, how about you sober up first before you teach me?"
"Huh? You kid, do you really think I'm drunk?"
Shiva's face darkened, and he suddenly took a step forward.
As if teleporting, she appeared directly in front of Alan.
Before Alan could even straighten himself,
The little girl leaped up and slammed into his chest!
Bang!
Alan was sent flying backwards by her.
He slid backwards, tackling the floor.
He finally came to a stop by tumbling into a corner.
His chest felt stuffy, his eyes were full of stars, and his head was spinning!
"Cough, cough, cough—"
Alan rubbed his stuffy chest and coughed violently.
It took him a while to catch his breath.
After receiving a headbutt from the little-looking Master Shiva, Alan felt as if his chest had been struck by a battering ram!
"Little boy! Stop lying there pretending to be dead! Get up!"
The little white-haired girl stamped her feet fiercely, urging him.
Alan stood up, summoning his "iron bones," and became fully alert!
The little girl, carrying a bottle of wine, staggered towards him, looking drunk.
Alan didn't even dare blink.
It was no use.
Master Shiva had still been so unreasonable, vanishing from under his nose!
Teleporting behind him, he jumped up and kicked him in the butt.
Alan stumbled forward, nearly falling flat on his face.
Before he could regain his balance, Shiva appeared again.
Stretching out his delicate, white bare foot, he hooked his ankle, gently tripping him.
With a thud, Alan fell again.
Allen knew he was no match for his teacher.
However, being treated like a punching bag, manipulated at will, he couldn't help but feel furious.
Third-stage Atavism: Giant Demonic Leopard Form!
Beastly armor, layered with "Steel Bones"!
Even with this enhanced defense, it was still vulnerable to the delicate, delicate feet of the White Tiger Martial Master.
Bang!
A kick sent Allen stumbling.
Gritting his teeth, Allen rolled on the ground and sprang to his feet!
Leopard speed!
Hound stride!
He charged at full speed, catching Shiva's flying feet.
In the end, he only caught a wisp of body fragrance lingering on the wind.
Master Shiva seemed unaffected by gravity.
She suddenly changed direction in mid-air, avoiding the giant's grasp.
She twisted her slender waist and delivered a spinning kick, striking Alan in the chest.
For the umpteenth time, Alan sat on the ground, a little dazed.
"You're not going to use that trick you used in the exam room?"
Shiva stood before him, taking another sip of his wine.
Alan gritted his teeth, pulled himself up, and unleashed "Moon Shadow Bullet"!
"Yes, that's the one!"
A hint of excitement finally crossed the silver-haired girl's face.
Without dodging or evading, her petite body withstood the bombardment of the Moon Shadow Bullet!
Instantly, moonlight illuminated the White Tiger Pavilion.
The light faded, and Shiva stood still, composed.
He lifted the bottle and drank from it.
He drank the crab-blood wine in one gulp and casually tossed the bottle.
Bang!
The bottle smashed into Alan's chest.
A surge of force was transmitted through the bottom of the bottle.
The fragile bottle remained unscathed, but Alan, whose muscles were as strong as steel, was shaken and fell again.
The bottle bounced off him, tracing a parabola, landing precisely in a trash can against the wall.
Shiva wiped his lips, walked over with a half-smile, and stepped on his face.
"Little boy, let me remind you something."
"Don't make me wait for you anymore, or I'll get really irritated!"
"When I get irritated, I can't help but want to hit someone, understand?"
"I understand..." Allen replied with a wry smile. "Teacher Shiva, you really do hold grudges..."
"Hmph! Just so you know!" Shiva retracted her foot and pulled him to his feet.
Allen rubbed his cheek, which had been bruised by her step, feeling a mix of emotions.
Perhaps the alcohol had worn off after the exercise, as Master Shiva transformed back into his tiger-man form, his demeanor regaining its dignified air.
"Alan, I never appear in public in my human form. Do you know why?"
"Because my human form is so adorable, it would inevitably attract many admirers, causing unnecessary trouble..."
Alan speculated seriously.
"Teacher, you're so absorbed in martial arts that you don't want to worry about worldly matters. Is that why you've transformed into this imposing tiger-man figure, keeping people at a distance?"
"Hmm..." Master Shiva's expression was odd, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. "You... are right! Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly what happened!"
"So, from now on, you must watch your mouth. Never reveal my true face to outsiders!"
"If you don't tell me, I won't tell you either," Allen confessed. "Teacher, I can't bear to share your adorable appearance with others!"
"You kid, you're getting more and more outrageous!"
Master Shiva glared at him, pulled a book from his storage bag, and tossed it at him.
"The inheritance of the Silver Moon Monastery is all in this catalog."
"Take it back and read it first, and figure out what you want to learn."
"Prepare the magic stones and purchase the corresponding awakening potions."
"If you have any questions, just ask me."
"Thank you, Master!" Allen thanked him, holding the book. "When is the next class?"
"Tentatively, this weekend," Master Shiva said calmly.
"Okay, Master, where do I live?"
"You're an inner court disciple, so you should share a courtyard with four people."
"However, you're a rare talent, and I find you quite pleasing to the eye..."
Master Shiva pondered for a moment, then continued:
"From now on, you'll live in the White Tiger Pavilion, receiving the same treatment as my direct disciples."
"Go find Maria; she'll arrange a dormitory for you." "
…
That night, Allen moved into the single dormitory.
The treatment of a direct disciple was truly excellent.
Living alone in a small courtyard, his neighbor was Sister Lion.
The advantage of Maria's arrangement was that it was convenient for her to come over for a tryst with Allen.
The disadvantage was... it was too convenient for a tryst.
If she didn't exercise some restraint, the private savings she had worked so hard to save would soon be drained by Allen.
"Lust is a knife hanging over your head," Sister Lion knew all too well!
Ai Alan settled into his new home and opened the book his teacher had given him.
The title was "Silver Moon School Inheritance Outline."
The table of contents contained brief introductions to each of the Silver Moon Monastery's inheritances.
The thick volume reflected the monastery's profound heritage.
Alan flipped through the table of contents, first looking for the recipe for the Calming Meditation Awakening Potion.
He found it, but the result was somewhat disappointing.
This type of core technology couldn't be purchased with money or magic stones; it required a large amount of sect contribution points.
Executor Points can only be earned by completing missions and contributing to the monastery.
Alan had just joined and hadn't made any contributions, so his contribution points were zero.
He had no choice but to put the Calming Meditation Awakening Potion aside for now.
Next, Alan wanted to exchange for... the formula for the "Heaven-Repairing Potion."
Unfortunately, this was a higher-level secret than the Calming Meditation Awakening Potion.
No one below the rank of Elder, even a direct disciple, had the right to exchange it!
Alan had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and check out the martial arts and magic awakening potions that could be purchased directly.
Every Each potion was very expensive.
Alan's financial resources were limited, so he couldn't afford to buy too many.
Even if he had more money, he wouldn't dare inject too many.
An injection might provide a temporary relief, but the aftereffects, like blood circulation breakdown, would be too late to regret!
At Silver Moon Monastery, disciples of the third-level cultivation could only choose to study a third-level martial art at most.
Alan carefully reviewed the catalog and introductions to the third-level martial arts.
Finally, he selected two that most interested him. These would not only enhance his immediate combat effectiveness but also serve as building blocks for future integration into higher-level martial arts.