10 Cultivation

After taking a shower and fixing his hair so that a fresh batch of bangs fell waverly across his face, azazel stepped out of the cleaning den and began walking towards the general location of the new moon profound palace. Granted, it was the natural first step to make a name for himself and get a headstart, the past few weeks of training his abilities allowed for an exponential increase in his battle capabilities and innate energy control anyways. There was truly nothing to worry about.

The new moon profound palace had many branches- or fields for those who wanted to be technical. As a cultivator, it will be a waste to not enroll in the profound branch were fighting and bettering one's potential for the profound way is tested with each passing day.

Azazel calmly walked inside the building that represented the profound palace, his small frame was almost shrouded by the huge amounts of people loitering around the area.

"Little boy, are you sure that this is the place you were intending on going? Your mom is waiting for you back at home, shoo along" a 17 year old youth spoke mockingly, his friends laughing along with him as their eyes singled him out unsurprisingly. Human nature is designed as such. Certain people, upon understanding their inferiority when compared to a specific someone on a specific aspect, will become jealous and harbor evil intentions that are fueled rather quickly with each fleeting second

Azazel was aware of this, his face still nonchalant as he waited for his turn. His greatest distates has always been retardation. It will be a waste, an unfortunate one if spoken perspectively, for one to engage in a proper conversation with a being who possess the inability to comprehend simple words as a result of pent up, negative emotions.

Seeing the failure of their taunt, the band of teenagers sneered before getting back in line, however their eyes were still on the little boy in front of them who possess an appearance they can only dream of obtaining.

The person in front of him promptly finished his testing, an air of jubilation enhanced his features after being told that he fits the criteria to enroll.

"Next" spoke the proctor as his eyes momentarily glanced at the next participant, only to widen his eyes in visible surprise. Looks aside, the boy in front of him seemed so young, extremely young that it was unbelievable.

The proctor probed the boy further, the results left him almost stumbling to the ground.

"N-nascent realm.."

Azazel nodded, "does that mean I'm ready to enroll? I would rather come back next week, during the banquet. There are certain things I need to take care of"

" by all means, by all means" the proctor hurriedly uttered, if the palace has such a genius like this little boy, who knows what heights they will reach in the near future. Special privileges are granted to special people after all.

Azazel promptly turned around and began walking out of the palace under the scrutinizing gaze of the enrollees, all of whom have yet to recover from the shock they experienced prior.

"Alright chief. What do you plan on doing with the evil god seed? Yun che will arrive in a week or so, he will naturally be able to sense it." spoke Az who was standing atop the branch of a tree.

" the question here is whether you want to consume it or not? It's all up to you"

"Consume? Well that's not a surprise. I knew you were hiding some sort of method that will allow me to integrate the seed within my being"

"Hiding is an incorrect way to phrase it" chief defiantly countered " I already told you about the capabilities of the needle of catastrophe. Absorption you fool! ABSOrption! It simply requires the insertion of the needle in your body after it absorbed the properties of the seed and boom, voila. I take back my initial claim of labeling you as a human with an above average level of intelligence. Clearly you do not fit the classification"

Azazel rolled his eyes, sometimes you need to accept your L.. this one shall be gracefully accepted.

"Point taken chief. So when should we began the initiation for the transfer of the seed? "

"Right now if you want. However we need to go to a remote location where we would not be interrupted."

"That's doable"

Azazel jumped off the tree branch and sped towards the outer layer of new moon city, finding a place that is inhabited there will be easy if one looked extremely carefully.

After arriving at an abandoned building just within proximity of an entrance to a private property of some sort, Azazel sat in the lotus position and closed his eyes.

A small ball of light materialized just above the organized clustering of his hair, symbolizing the rather weird appearance of chief. Seconds after, a needle and an arcane seed appeared from thin air, each glowing with a mysterious profound energy.

As if it was a natural occurrence, the needle injected itself inside of the seed and began sucking greedily, each passing nano second marked the color of the needle changing from grey to red, its spiritual energy and power increasing at the expense of the diminishing presence of the seed that has shrunk at a noticeable rate. The process took no longer than a minute, and the seed was rendered into mere particles that disappeared into thin air, all of its essence stored inside of the absorption entity that was the needle.

Chief glowed with a resonating light, willing the needle to face the direction of Azazel as it flew forward in a possessed manner.

The needle soundlessly entered his body, immediately inducing the eruption of a pillar of red light that wrapped around azazel with luminous splendor.

Slowly yet steadily, the pillar of red light began being absorbed by the youth sitting in the lotus position, the needle like drawing atop his forehead ever lambent.

His cultivation began increasing, much to the expectations of both man and spirit.

Nascent realm second level

Nascent realm third level

Nascent realm fourth level

Nascent realm fifth level

Azazel experienced a massive increase in cultivation, and by the end of the 30 minute long integration section, he was already at the true profound realm.

His scarlet eyes finally opened from their long state of rest, a red light flickered deep within the irises; a representation of power and a sudden increase in cultivation level.

"Not bad" chief spoke softly, for the first time in a long time. Granted, it was truly a surprise for a 12 years old to be at the true profound realm, and that was under the presumption that he never focused on cultivation at all, as energy control has been priority since their sudden introduction into this spiritual plane.

Azazel calmly stood up and dusted himself, his face, surprisingly, has been eerily calm for the past few days. A devilish smile tugged the corners of his lips as he extended his hand forward, focusing on a specific part of his palm.

A red light briefly flickered atop his fingers before, under the intense gasping of chief, a needle roughly the size of an adult's index finger materialized into reality….