Chapter 200

Ibro then got in deep thought. His new info made him fully aware of his current situation. He was a death sorcerer, a cultivator who lived on killing any living thing. The more he killed, the stronger he became. He also had a lot of info about his techniques. 

A lot of data had presented itself to him all of a sudden. He knew that these were part of his own past memory. But he couldn't recall his true past life. what was it like? Why did his soul get fragmented like that?

"Whatever, let's just solve this problem piece by piece."

His first problem was now to get into the core disciple circle. 

He needed to save Nicole, not because he was indebted to her, but because he felt a strange unique relation between both of them. He felt like she was one of his distant relatives or something like that.

"She is also a nice girl to spend some time with."

Her looks were good for his standards. He didn't know when, but he suddenly became interested in women. 

He never thought about them like that before, but he wasn't feeling any strange regarding that. He had transformed completely as if he became someone else.

"Now, let's go to that test. I hope they bring many people to me. I need to level up fast and unlock more techniques."

Ibro then moved from his room, opened the door to find Sroki standing there with angry looks. Once he saw Ibro he said in an apologizing tone:

"I'm sorry kid, I cause a lot of trouble to you."

Ibro moved to stand beside him while looking towards the outside. He noticed the presence of a large number of people surrounding the building. That was strange.

"Don't worry master. Just tell me what happened?"

He tried to be polite to this man. After all, he needed his support in the future.

"As I told you before, I went to meet with the ones responsible for arranging this test. I found out the head of this organizing team was my hatred bastard enemy. 

Once he knew about what I wanted to ask for, he tagged you with red code. This red code here means an order of death. I'm sorry kid, I tried to help you but instead, I got you into more trouble.

Now he gathered more of his disciples and they are gathering more of their friends."

Ibro was annoyed by this man's long talk. He was very noisy. Ibro looked towards the front where there were many people watching the house. He pointed towards them and asked:

"What about them?"

"They are his minions. They are all disciples from the inner and outer disciple circles. They are here to make sure you don't run away."

"Me run? Hahaha. That's refreshing. Ok, thanks master for your support, I really appreciate your help."

Ibro then moved to pass by this stupefied man who thought he heard wrongly what Ibro just said. Ibro was really thankful for him. He needed to kill many people and he didn't want to cause so much trouble. 

These new additions to the test were really what he wanted right now. He exited the house under the disbelieving looks of Sroki and stood outside it watching those idiots who were surrounding the house. He didn't stop for a second and moved towards the main street.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Ibro just kept walking while saying to that rude young cultivator:

"I'm going to the test. Will you come with me?"

Everyone looked stupid when they heard Ibro's words. Ibro continued to walk steadily like he was walking in his backyard. 

He passed the encirclement that was around the house and headed towards that distant plaza in the front. He wasn't thinking about these idiots to do something stupid to him, but he felt regret. 

All these delicious meals had been presented to him and he couldn't even touch them now. That was really frustrating. Ibro reached the plaza to find over 1000 cultivators there. 

Once he appeared with the gang behind his tail, he got all the focus. They were all waiting for him. Ibro's appearance got even the attention of those judges who were supervising over the rules of the test.

"Sroki's child has come. I thought he would never appear."

"Now, we can start our test."

Ibro looked without any interest in those five old looking cultivators in the distance. They were the judges that Sroki had disputes with. He couldn't touch them yet, but he promised himself he would kill them all in the future.

"Now I will announce a slight modification to the rules of this test. It has been approved by the vice dean of our great academy to become a contest, not a test. 

Now we will open the list of participation for all who are listed inside the academy to join this contest. The winners will join our core disciple circle after the end of the contest. Is there any opinion? Who has an objection then he can leave."

Suddenly that gang of inner and outer disciples behind him had gathered to block his retreat path. Ibro didn't care about them and just smiled.

'Give me more, the more you send to block my path the better,' he said to himself while smiling faintly. 

That old cultivator waited for a few minutes, during which new cultivators had joined the group. When their numbers had exceeded 3k, he continued his speech:

"In regard to the new changes, we have changed the rules of the old test. The contest will have three stages; the first one will be the forest competition. 

This time, the chosen forest will be the lost forest. You have to survive there for one whole week alone. After that, the survivors will be subjected to the crystal stone test. 

Whoever manages to pass this test will enter the third phase of the contest which is person Vs person fight. In this fight, any person in the contest will have to win a series of matches to reach the top 16. 

Those who rank in the top 16 will get a chance to enter the core disciple circle. Those who rank in the first three will get the chance to enter the holy grounds of our academy and get chosen by one of our secluded cultivators to be his disciple. Now let's start this contest."

Ibro started to move with the crowd. He looked around him with great anticipation. He wasn't greedy; he wanted to just kill them all.

"Wasn't the test supposed to be at Blue forest? Why did they change it to such a horrible place?"

"This forest is the gloomiest place in this whole region."

"Why did they choose one of the most dangerous places in the cultivation world to be the place of this contest?"

Ibro heard these comments and more while he was going to the forest with the group. He felt interested in this forest. He hoped it would be full to the prim with monsters so he could have his desire full.

He noticed that one of the five judges had moved to fly behind the whole crowd. Were they afraid of his escape this much? Or they didn't want anyone here to escape? 

Ibro kept moving silently for nearly an hour. This academy was really vast. In the distance, he noticed the appearance of a side stretch of woods. 

When he got closer, he noticed the shadows of great mountain peaks on the horizon. This forest was really boundless. It was the perfect place for his upcoming feast.