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While your thoughts are spinning, the dense forest under the cart's wheels gets thinner and thinner, until it becomes a grassy plain. Several roads chart said plain, linking farmer's hamlets toward the imposing city at the limit of your sight.
With one notable exception : a kingly-sized stronghold, with vast space dedicated to stables, barns, pen and aviaries, interlaced by a multitude of buildings; the whole town-sized sect surrounded by impressive walls.
The Eastern Branch of the sect have such facilities - but this compound have ten times the dedicated space.
Did they really recreate a cove? In the middle of a plain? You can smell the familiar odors of salt and iodine, despite being deep in the lands.
That huge thing you just saw is, indubitably, the tail of a spiritual whale. But it seems to you after a quick glance with your astral sight, improving dramatically now you've started to work on your eye aperture, there are at least a dozen of huge presence under the water
The carts are landing toward a circular building - they have their own Arena? Bigger than Lotus Harbor City coliseum? How rich and powerful is your sect in the end?
You feel very, very small.
Sun is setting soon. For fairness sake, competitors are immediately split toward rooms in the Arena - letting you watch the matches to come, without any opportunity to scout your opponents.
A master wearing the familiar green and brown robes lead you away, while Bathias, the Hawk Master and Ryota (which you now understand is the Boar-master of the sect, took you long enough) waves and wishes you fateful luck.
"<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-g">The fight will start tomorrow. As the custom, the first fights will be those of the youngest novices.
Here's a welcome gift.</span></span>"
Just like that, the man is gone. The small bag contains a finely crafted, half-transparent jug containing <span class="mu-s">Body Tempering Liquid</span>, what you recognize as a <span class="mu-s">Spiritual Energy Pill</span> and a <span class="mu-s">Qi and Blood Pill</span>.
So here you are in a clear lounge, the most comfortable room you've ever been in. Temperature is pleasantly colder than the hot warmth of the late-summer day, and remains constant while the night cover the world in her Yin cold.
The wall giving inside the arena are made of the biggest pannels of glass you've ever seen - ever imagined. Light comes from smokeless, fireless, spiritual torches on the ceiling, drawing on the abundant ambient spiritual energy - denser than your hometown.
Does cultivating here grant more benefits? You'll have to investigate the matter.
