Ethan was extremely excited. Why, you ask? Sure, he had infinite clones, but they were all at his 5% strength. But if he encountered an enemy who had defense plus regeneration which surpassed the strength capacity of 5% of his main body, then his infinite number wouldn’t do shit.
But this baby, it had a whole different level of application. He could make the enemy his shadow soldiers, and the shadow would regain 90% of its original power. So if he killed someone at the same level as his main body, then he would gain a servant almost as strong as him. And as he didn’t have mana capacity problems, he could enslave anyone who was not much stronger than him—no chance of failure. Besides, these soldiers would also evolve alongside him. When he would gain a level, they would also gain a level. Damn awesome.
Ethan wanted to try the talent immediately and his gaze landed on the dragon he just summoned.
Ethan said, "Sorry for the rudeness buddy. As an apology, I’ll give you a commander position in the army."
He conjured a sword and used sword intent. Immediately, 480 Suns of power cleanly chopped the dragon’s head.
Ethan stood in front of the carcass and uttered, "Arise."
Boom! Black energy started to gather instantly and a huge dragon made of shadow appeared in front of him.
It had 315 Suns of power. Still great. "You will be called Flamereign from now on," as it was a fire dragon.
The dragon roared toward the sky with happiness. This fool now had immense respect for its killer.
Then Ethan commanded it to come under his shadow.
Everyone had a communicator. With that, they could check the ranking of the students by their points.
Ethan checked the ranking lazily. He was at 8th rank now. Damn! They already surpassed me? He didn’t want to stand out but also didn’t want to be trampled. He would be ranked in the top 10. Whenever he felt like someone was about to surpass him, he would hunt some more monsters.
In the world of the ancients—
Ethan was walking toward the north. There was a big human city. There was a possibility he could get information about the cultivators from there.
He killed some beasts, barbecued them, and ate them with passion. He was enjoying his life to the fullest. At night, he would make a house inside the forest with the Law of Creation.
If those powerhouses knew some crazy punk was using the Law of Creation to make a house, bathtub, etc., they might vomit blood.
When will I be able to spot those cultivators? There might be secluded sects, sect wars, prodigies—I would crush prodigies. That’s the most satisfying job ever.
The next morning, he opened his eyes from a deep sleep, ate some meat, and started walking again.
He would reach the city today.
Ethan walked for 3 more hours.
He saw the end of the mountain range soon. After coming out, he didn’t waste any time and started teleporting. Soon, he reached near a huge wall. This was the wall of Red Sand City. This city was at least 10 times larger than Black Mountain City.
Ethan went to the gate. The guards stopped him and asked for identification.
Ethan had already taken the appearance of a gang member and also took his identity.
So he showed it to the guard.
The guard nodded and asked for one silver coin for the entrance fee.
It was quite a lot. But Ethan paid the fee, then entered the city.
The city was bustling with people. Ethan immediately covered the whole city with his mental domain. And bingo, he got an extremely powerful aura. At least 1 Earth-level power.
This aura didn’t feel like those of the martial artists.
So he started walking toward the person. After 5 minutes of walking, he found the man.
But he was speechless. It was a beggar. Why would a powerhouse want to act like a beggar? Didn’t they have anything better to do?
Ethan went straight to the man.
When the beggar saw Ethan coming, he immediately said, "Please give me some food. I haven’t eaten for 3 days. God will bless you."
Ethan played along. He bought a hearty meal for the beggar from the street stall and let him eat.
The beggar had a look of satisfaction in his eyes, like he had finally found what he was looking for. But he was still eating the food.
Ethan gave him a bottle of water and said, "Eat slowly. Everything is yours. No one will take it from you. If you can eat all of it, I’ll buy you more."
The beggar was extremely satisfied this time.
He almost wanted to stand up and give his introduction.
But he finished the food properly.
Then asked, "What’s your name, boy?"
Ethan replied, "I am Ryan."
The beggar nodded. He asked suddenly, "Do you know there are people in this world who are at the level of gods and demons?"
Ethan was grinning now. Here it comes. All the things he did to make the old man tell him on his own. He just tried, but didn’t know he would be successful. Maybe the cultivator was really looking for a disciple, or a destined person, or something else. Ethan just guessed.
Ethan shook his head, "I don’t know. What are you talking about, old man? I’m going, I need to work."
The beggar stood up and said, "Wait. Come with me, your destiny might change."
"What do you mean, old man?" Ethan asked.
"Don’t ask so many questions and follow me, boy," the beggar started walking.
Ethan was following him.
After they reached a place where no one was present, the beggar started walking in the air.
Ethan smiled but shouted, "Ghost! Ghost!"
And started running.
The beggar’s mouth twitched. He immediately came in front of Ethan and stopped him. "I am not a ghost. I am a cultivator. Have you heard of them?"
Ethan stopped and said in curiosity, "Cultivator? Aren’t they some matter of legend?"