My Cultivation System

"This is from your father,"

While Master Marcel came to a realization about something and asked forgiveness from his late father, Alaster placed an old wooden box in front of him with a slight smile on his face.

'Huh?'

Master Marcel looked at Alaster for a moment before taking the wooden box from his hands and tried to open it; however, he was stopped by Alaster who said, "You need to open this box in your cultivation abode."

After saying that, Alaster went into his weapon refining room to take some rest.

Unlike other cultivators, Alaster didn't take a cultivation abode and use the weapon hall as his home. 

Master Marcel slowly left the weapon hall without even looking at Elder Lang and others. Moreover, his amputated hand was lying on the floor.

'This is my punishment for not understanding my father this whole time,'

This was the only thought in Master Marcel's mind and he didn't have any plans to re-attach that amputated hand back again.

As for Elder Lang and others, they still didn't understand what was happening and what had happened because they were still digesting everything they had seen so far.

Nevertheless, they too silently left the weapon's hall without saying out a single word.

...

"There is only less than two weeks for the outer sect yearly tournament. You are not planning to cultivate?"

While they were going back to Henrick's cultivation abode, the sect leader Gamos asked Henrick in a calm tone.

"I lost track of time while refining the weapons,"

Henrick replied apologetically while rubbing the back of his head.

According to his schedule, he should have returned to the cultivation abode and started cultivating with the cultivation resources given by the sect leader Gamos.

For some reason the sect leader Gamos visited Henrick's cultivation abode; however, he was unable to find Henrick in his abode. So, he directly went to the weapon's hall.

Before meeting Henrick, the sect leader Gamos had a small talk and learned about everything including Henrick's talent to Master Marcel's plan.

So, the sect leader Gamos took the matter into his hands and waited for Master Marcel to pick a fight on Alaster. Only then, he could punish Master Marcel.

"Okay. I have something to say. That's why I came to the weapon's hall,"

The sect leader Gamos didn't continue that matter as he directly came to the point, "The yearly outer sect tournament is postponed for a later date."

'Huh?'

Henrick was puzzled as he waited for his master to continue the reason behind it.

"The Terranova sect had found a treasure land; however, it was in our territory,"

The sect leader Gamos didn't continue till they entered Henrick's cultivation abode where Nick was sitting on the stone bed and the baby fire monkey was playing with the armoured fire crocodile.

As soon as he saw the sect leader Gamos and Henrick, Nick stood up and listened to the sect leader Gamos' words.

'What?'

Both Henrick and Nick revealed a shocked look on their faces.

A treasure land is a place where some of the powerful wandering cultivators leave behind some of their techniques or valuable items for the later generations to spread their legacy.

However, what shocked them, even more, was, the Terranova sect found that treasure land in the Blazing inferno sect's territory. That made them more shocked than the previous reason.

The Terranova sect was a sect similar to the Blazing inferno sect which was the ruler of another province.

"Haha...why do you look so shocked? Do you find it funny for other sects to find some treasure land in our sect's territory?"

The sect leader Gamos could guess why they looked so shocked as he asked them.

However, he didn't wait for a reply from them as he continued, "Everything you heard about the sects was just some rumours. So don't believe those rumours. Let me tell you the truth."

In the mortal world, there were many rumours spread from time to time. Some doubt that the rumours were created by the cultivation families at the request of the sects.

Coming to the rumours about the sects, everyone believes that all the sects fight each other for cultivation resources and they were on bad terms. If one of the disciples from one sect enters the territory of another sect, he would be hunted down before sending his or her body back to their sect.

Rumours like these were very common in the mortal world where people with 'no cultivation' lived.

"Even though we are not on bad terms with other sects that doesn't mean we are on close terms with them. However, we would not hunt or kill and disciples from other sects if they enter our territory unless he commits a grave mistake in our territory,"

Soon, the sect leader Gamos gave clarity about the relation between the sects.

"Oh. So those rumours….,"

Henrick and Nick nodded his head before Henrick tried to ask about who created the rumours.

However, before he could finish his words, Henrick was interrupted by his master, who answered his question, "Who else? It was demonic cultivators."

"Huh? Demonic cultivators?"

'Demonic cultivators' words were not new for Henrick and Nick. They had their own fair share of encounters with them in the past. So, they frowned as they started thinking about why the demonic cultivators would spread those rumours and what they would gain by doing so.

'Right! How could I not think of such a simple thing,'

It was not very hard for them to realise why the demonic cultivators wanted to defame the sects by spreading rumours.

Actually, there was a rumour about who was spreading the rumours which had half-truth and half-falsity in them and that was none other than the cultivation families who were subsidiaries of the sects.

"Right!"

Seeing the look on his disciples' faces, the sect leader Gamos nodded his head as he continued, "Just like sects the demonic cultivators had formed various organizations and using these rumours they turned the normal people into demonic cultivators."

Demonic organizations first show temptations like power, women, money and immortality for the normal people to turn into a demonic cultivator; however, compared to those things, fear was the only thing that worked better for them.

They spread rumours like the sects will kill them for so and so reason and also say that they have to become the slave for those sects. So, turn into demonic cultivators and save yourself from those giant sects.

"Sigh"

Hearing their master's words, Henrick and Nick sighed as they shook their heads.

They already know that the sect is trying their best to hunt down the demonic cultivators; however, they were like cockroaches, no matter how many times you kill them, a new organization would appear.

"Anyway, let's come to the point," the sect leader Gamos shook his head as he continued saying, "According to the initial analysis of both sects, only cultivators below the energy condensation realm could enter that treasure land. 

Moreover, only 10 cultivators could enter the treasure land and 5 disciples from each sect. So, I choose you two among those five disciples that are going to enter the treasure land from our sect."