Training Center

Aaron's swordsmanship skills were non-existent. He simply swung his sword in the best way he could think of, which held no skill whatsoever. Which was why he needed to train as soon as possible.

Based on the information he found, the Training Center was a branch of the Awakened Association, which had buildings like this set up across the country. Some cultivators couldn't train in a normal environment, or they would cause disasters. Even accidentally getting innocent people killed was something that happened often in the past.

Although the Training Center was a part of the association, it didn't mean there were no other places for cultivators to train. Some of the country's most powerful organizations had their own centers set up. Aaron, on the other hand, would rather train in the association's center than an organization's.

"They're most likely keeping watch on all the cultivators that train there, weeding out the talentless ones and inviting the others to work under them," he thought. They might or might not mean harm but having people keep a file of some kind on him made him uncomfortable.

This Training Center was one of the country's top three, and the director of this place was an 8th Realm Grandmaster cultivator. He was ranked among the top 5 warriors in the country and worldwide, he was ranked among the top 20, of course, in his own Rank.

The different ranks for cultivators were Unranked, Soldier, Master, Grandmaster, Spirit, …

This indicated how powerful the director of this Training Center was.

The headquarters of the Training Center was in the Capital, with its branches spreading over the big cities in the country. They had a lot of cultivators in their employment and had given birth to many powerful people.

This branch of the Training Center was situated beside the mountains, and in the dark, it looked like a huge wild beast lying prone among its brethren. The landmass it covered was comparable to an academy.

Standing at the gates and scattered around the place were many guards dressed in white uniforms. They sized Aaron up while he did the same. They wore protective vests and held large-caliber machine guns in their hands. Just their menacing looks and sophisticated gear was enough to frighten onlookers.

Spirit runes were carved on the machine guns, signifying that they were Spirit machine guns, which were ten times more powerful than their normal counterparts. Even if a high ranked cultivator got hit by them, he would be crippled.

Seeing the machine guns, Aaron couldn't help but remember the one he had stashed in his room alongside some ammo and other items that once belonged to that man.

"I wonder if anyone found his body," Aaron muttered to himself as he entered martial arts room number 3. He stood there for a minute, looking at the large number of people inside. There was no lack of people training, each with their dreams and goals.

Every second counted when you were training to become a cultivator. Being talented was rare, but it was the basic criteria. One still needed to work hard to achieve progress on their cultivation journey.

There were two tall and huge buildings in the training center, with their silver-white color and distinctive characteristics, it was easy to spot them. On the left was the cultivators teaching building, while the right one was the cultivators training building, and both were square in shape. They were extremely spacious, and by rough estimate, they were the size of a stadium.

The noise in the room struck Aaron the second he walked in.

The second floor was where the unranked cultivators trained, while the first floor was where the administrative section was. Beginner disciples were unranked realm cultivators, and there were more than 3000 unranked cultivators registered in the Training Center. On the second floor, all the students were cultivating on their own, and it looked extremely lively.

The moment Aaron looked around, he froze on the spot.

What caught his attention were extremely thin strings of Spirit Energy flowing inside the room, circling everyone who was training.

"What is that?" Aaron furrowed his brows as he followed the strings with his eyes. He took a step forward and reached out, trying to touch one of the strings. Suddenly, the string he touched started to move, as if some type of suction force was generated from his hand.

[Absorbed Spirit Crystals: 41]

[Absorbed Spirit Crystals: 42] *+1*

[Absorbed Spirit Crystals: 43] *+1*

[Absorbed Spirit Crystals: 45] *+2*

[Absorbed Spirit Crystals: 55] *+10*

"What the hell is happening?" Aaron did not hesitate to question the system, and received an answer

[Great affinity with Spirit Energy and the Undead]

All this time, Aaron had thought that a Fane's affinity with Spirit Energy only made them absorb crystals faster than others, which he was happy with. But now, he had discovered something new.

"Why did I only notice it now?" Aaron didn't understand.