Charlotte finally lands an apprenticeship right after her graduation at an investigation department in the capital of Theoneian Empire. But it seems that her new mentor known as "Lady Kierra" is bad news. 

Full of mystery and and rumors of having a bad temper, is this Lady Kierra her gateway to become a full pledge detective or is she the one who will ruin all just like the meaning or her name, "The Dark Lord" ?

And who is this young man who's always helping her but just gives her nothing but girl troubles?!

A Demon Hunter is an unliving thing.

Disavowing their mortality and pledging their body and soul to the fight against the horrors of darkness.

Don is a Bounty Hunter, a Demon Hunter employed by The Bounty Hunter's Office of 'The Shining City in the Sky'.
Follow him as he goes about his daily job of plumbing the grimy underbelly of the 'City of the Rising Sun'.

Hessian Aversis Schweinorg was experiencing one of the greatest dilemmas of his life. His plumbing was in need of fixing again. Like his last life before his death. Water wasn't coming out of the sink and his toilet wasn't flushing. He had no idea how to fix it. Maybe destroy his house and make a completely new house? No, that's too much work. Structurally grasp his house and figure out the issue? He still wouldn't know what the problem is, since he doesn't know how the inner workings of his house normally is.

Currently he was walking outside. He had no choice because he wasn't able to flush at home, so he went to a public restroom. His excessive contemplation and low mutters scared off everyone around him as he aimlessly walked around to try and think of a solution. After nearly an hour, he collapsed to his knees and roared to the heavens.

"WHY DOES MY TOILET NOT WORK!!!" he cried out with actual tears.

"Um, do you need help?" a voice came behind him but he didn't move as he was too busy with his depression.

"Unless you're a plumber then no." he replied in a hollow voice.

"If you want, I can take a look at it. I have experience with fixing things" And just like that, Hessian snapped his head to take in his fellow teenager. He had a slightly messy auburn/red colored hair. His eyes were golden brown. Hessian immediately recognized the prospective Hero of Justice. But he didn't care about that, all that mattered was this man might be able to fix his pipes. Non-sexually ofcourse.
∞

The young magician waited outside his restroom as he waited for the young wannabe hero to save his house. After about 10 minutes of pacing, he saw the young Emiya walk out.

"Give it to me straight doc." He said dramatically fearing the worst

The third-rate magus didn't react to it. "Your valve was just stuck, it should work fine now." he said as Hessian dashed into his restroom and checked the sink. The water ran down fine and the toilet properly flushed. Hessian was truly ecstatic as this problem may be completely mundane for others. But to him, who had killed himself after experiencing this in his past life. This was one of the greatest, albeit dumbest trauma he had that carried over into this life.

He clapped his hands on the young harem protagonist's shoulders and with complete seriousness, he made a pledge. "Young Hero of Plumbing, from this point on. I, Hessian Schweinorg shall be your friend! Should you require my assistance, I got you!" he vowed with complete seriousness

"Ah, don't mention it. It's not wrong to help others" he said a little rattled from the young magician's strangeness

"Right, well how much do I owe you for the job?" Hessian asked as he took out his wallet. This saved him from having to call a plumber. Plus he probably wouldn't have called a plumber because it would have been too much work.

"It's fine, you don't need to pay me. Well I need to get home and prepare dinner" Only to be stopped as Hessian clamped down on his shoulder.

"Hold it, you have no idea how much this means to me. I have to pay you back with something." he said in complete seriousness

"Like I said, you don't hav-"

"You're a magus right?" the declaration caused the young Emiya to still as he became alert and cautious. Which Hessian noticed.

"What do you want" came the tense reply

"No need to be alarmed. I could feel your prana when you used structural grasping earlier" Hessian said as he created a wooden chair leg and held it out towards Shirou.

"Take this and try to reinforce it" he instructed

"Why?" the magus asked confused

"Just do it"
∞
Emiya Shirou, a survivor of the Fuyuki fire from 8 years ago. Took on his adopted father's dream to become a Hero of justice. Before Kiritsugu's death, he had been learning magecraft from him so he could use it to help with that dream. Unfortunately he had very little talent in using his magic, but that never stopped him from trying. Structurally grasping things wasn't that difficult, but whenever he tried to reinforce anything. He tended to get bad results.

Earlier today, he had found another person in need of help. The person looked like he was around his age, his hair was black and looked like he had a bad case of bed-head. His eyes were a light shade of turquoise. However the most important thing wasn't that. It was that he looked like he needed help. Oddly enough, the other teen's problem was his plumbing. A bit much to despair for, but it didn't matter. 

He needed help.

After fixing the issue, he was surprised by Hessian's pledge to be his friend. He rejected the offer of payment, just the act of helping someone was enough for him. However when he casually revealed his identity as a magus, his heart went cold. His muscles stiff and his mind in panic as he was caught. He was in another magi's territory, his chances of escape were low. He calmed down a little when the other magus told him he meant no harm, but he was still tense. Emiya watched as Hessian created a wooden stick. He hadn't felt any use of prana. Was his skills so great that he couldn't even detect his magic from this close!?

"Take this and try to reinforce it." he instructed

"Why?" he asked cautiously

"Just do it" he had a deadpan expression on.

Activating his magic circuits. Shirou immediately felt incredible pain, as if a hot iron rod was stuck down his back. Blue lines began to cover the wooden chair leg. Ignoring the pain, he continued to keep his focus. Then the chair leg exploded.

"Whew" Hessian whistled.

"I haven't had much progress on that." Shirou admitted as the intense pain began to leave his body

"Well ofcourse you haven't. You aren't using your magic circuits" Hessian said which caused Shirou to pause

"What do you mean?"

"You've been cannibalizing your nerves as make-shift circuits. Have you noticed how you always felt pain when using your magic? It's a surprise you haven't killed yourself yet." Hessian replied which made him confused. Wasn't pain normal? Also he could have killed himself?

"It's not normal. take off your shirt and turn around." Shirou didn't know why Hessian palmed his own face after saying that but he followed the instructions anyway.

He felt a pulse of prana wash over his body which immediately caused him to feel a quick stinging sensation. "gah!" he yelped as the pain left as soon as it came.

"There, I opened you're dormant circuits. You have 27 of them. From now on, stop using you're nerves and the pain should go away."

"Thank you." He truly was grateful.

"Also, if you want my advice. I suggest practicing your projection. I also recommend blades" Shirou was a little confused about the advice to practice on a spell that his father said was useless, but he seemed to know what he was doing.

∞

After letting the Hero of Plumbing leave, Hessian collapsed back on his bean bag. He felt pretty good about himself for helping out the protagonist. He was sincerely grateful for the help on his plumbing. Making friends with him would be a great idea in case his house had other similar issues in the future.

As he was idly contemplating his actions, he failed the notice the water balloon heading towards his face.

"WTF?!" he yelled as he wiped off his face after instinctually making a towel.

"GAHAHAHAHAHA!" he heard the familiar annoying laugh he hadn't heard in a few years. 

"Old man?" he called out incredulously "Where the hell have you been? It's been years!"

He calmed his chuckling "Well, I actually forgot to come back." He admitted 

"Somehow I'm not surprised. Well what about the Kaleidobelt?" To answer him, a black gem flew out and presented itself.

"Greetings master, I am Kaleido Onyx" the round jewel defied physics as it bowed despite being made of solid material.

"Nice to meet ya, I'm Hessian. So do we have to make a contract or something?" he asked

"Unnecessary master. I have been linked to you since my creation. However I lacked the ability to move or communicate with you at the time." the jewel now named Onyx said depressingly

"Ah, my bad. I wasn't sure how to make you properly." Hessian did it on a whim back then.

"Apologies are unnecessary master, I'm just glad to exist" the young magician was pretty happy, especially considering that the stick wasn't trying to turn him into a magical girl

"A-ahem" the old man coughed, getting his attention.

"Well then, let's get started on you're training." he said with a glint in his red eyes which sent chills down Hessian's spine

"So what do I gotta do?" he asked a bit fearfully.

"Oh nothing much, you just need to get back home." he cheerfully stated.

"But I am ho- AHHH!" he started to say until he fell down a hole filled with refracting colors underneath him.
∞

Hessian felt himself hit the ground. He noted that the surface felt grainy. Looking up to take in the view, he was greeted with nothing but sand.

"Dammit old man." he groaned as he let his face fall to the ground again.

Hessian gets magic and does stuff in the multiverse.

Later on that day Zoey made the decision to keep the Stella Tenebris in position until the lone stranger heading their way arrived. It would take about a week, and she was curious about who it was and still had some things to take care of before they headed to their next destination.
First on her to-do list was the Asurai clan. Taigen and the others had approached her and made a request. They wanted to be useful to her in any way they could, but they did not know where to begin. 
They were basically beggars, with nothing but ragged clothing and battered equipment. In the twenty days that Zoey had been in the dungeon, the clan had mostly recovered their health thanks to the food they were provided. Now they wanted to do something other than lounging around the cruiser's cargo deck with nothing to do.
So Zoey went to work. With Ssaul and Baiken helping her, she made a list of the essential things that the clan would need to begin restoring their way of life. This included things like a workshop that included a forge and tools for smiths and carpenters alike, and also tools for making fabric and other household items. 
Zoey had her Aether Engineer talent and could obviously create these things at will, but the Taigen had said that they wanted to create these thinks with their own hands. She could have created anything the clan needed on her own, but she would have been busy for weeks. By setting up workshops and tools that they could use, they could keep themselves busy and it would have more meaning if they did the work.
Zoey selected one of the rooms along the center hallway of Deck 2 for the workshop, and with Max, Ssaul, and Baiken helping out, transformed the room into a proper workspace. The equipment and tools she fabricated were close to the style still used here in this world, but she modernized some of the designs and included some aether powered power tools as well.  
Each station was set also up with an interface that linked to her databases, which would allow 704 to set up guides on some of the more modern tools and develop instructions for anyone wanting to use the equipment. It would also allow anyone to look for design templates and assist with pretty much any type of fabrication process.
Before Zoey installed all the panels to cover up the wall of the workshop, she installed a ventilation system to help with dust and potential fumes, and also some safety equipment for the more hazardous workstations. Each section of the workshop was separated by a wall to keep them somewhat isolated, and then the final touch was to set up transfer pads for materials to be moved too and from the cube-space.
Setting up the workshop took them most of the day, but Zoey kept going and also set up a another room as a community kitchen, complete with powered stoves and ovens, cold storage, and full plumbing.
Then it was time to show everyone the new workshop and kitchen. Zoey was a little exhausted by now, so she had Baiken and Ssaul help out by bringing the up any craftsmen or anyone that was interested to show them around. The group that was assembled was around thirty individuals that included weavers, carpenters, smiths, and more.
Custodian 704 was present to explain each area, and aside from their initial shock and surprise, the clanspeople handled everything rather well. Zoey was off to the side for most of it, but she could see the eager light in their eyes when they realized that all this had been made for them. They had been idle for far too long, and they were itching to get back to work.
Then the cooks were brought up and shown around the kitchen. 704 only got halfway through his tour before one of the head cooks started prepping food. Not long after the kitchen was a whirling mess of activity as every one of the cooks went into action. Since they got on the ship they had food, yes, but now they had food and a full kitchen, and they could not resist cooking up a feast for everyone.
That evening the cargo bay was full of laughter and singing as everyone took part in the feast prepared by the cooks. It was still very basic as far as meals went as there was no meat, and there were still a lot of seasonings that Zoey did not have in her cube-space, but they had salt, and with a little imagination and flexible recipes, the cooks had made some delicious food. The cooks made sure that everyone knew that this was all thanks to Zoey, and sang her praises long into the night.
After everyone had turned in for the night, Zoey and Max made their way back to the bridge. Max who had eaten his fair share of the food, was quickly asleep on his bedroll. As for Zoey, although she was drained from designing and fabricating so many things during the day was not sleepy, so she sat down to meditate and let her magic regenerate. She would need it for tomorrow.
The next day, Zoey created a large-scale fabricator and set it up inside the cube-space with 704's help. It was a simplified fabricator that could manage large scale production of stuff like panels for the ship so Zoey didn't have to create everything from scratch. Once it was set up she gathered a small crew, consisting of Max, Ssaul and some able-bodied volunteers, and got to work setting up living quarters on the second deck.
Both wings of the Stella Tenebris would be used primarily as housing for the clanspeople, and they had to set up enough spaces for everyone. Baiken had helped out a lot by taking a census and grouping everyone together based on how they wanted to be arranged. Luckily, the cruiser had plenty of space to house everyone in nice, compact living quarters, each with customizable privacy zones for bedrooms, and a bathroom with full plumbing.
Zoey used Baiken's census to give each room a basic layout based on the number and age of the future occupants, so everything went rather smoothly once they got going. Zoey had the large fabricator build most of the large items and walls, and her helpers set everything together. Thanks to the modular nature of everything in the ship, they were able to get a grasp on the process rather quickly while she handled the plumbing, lights and other smaller fixtures that took more finesse and adjustment.
Each housing space was fairly bare, with only the doors, walls, lights, and plumbing put in. The furniture and other household items would come later once the craftspeople got into the swing of things. In fact, they were already starting to build furniture as the housing was being set up.
The entire ship was buzzing with activity as everyone tried to pitch in to help in some way. Zoey actually had a hard time keeping up with the speed that her crew was putting the walls together, but she didn't mind, they were just a little enthusiastic.
And just like that, in a single day, they completely set up housing for all five hundred plus members of the Asurai clan. Split evenly between the left and right wings of the cruiser, a little more than half of the total space in the wings had been used up for housing. At the end of it, Zoey was glad that she had made everything so modular and easy to maneuver.
But the exciting part was that the Asurai clan could now move out of the cargo bay and into the housing units on the second deck! They were impatient to do so, and Zoey had no reason to stop them, so the migration began. It was all managed by Baiken with 704's help. They had numbered each housing unit and assigned each group to a unit, then sent them up the grav-shafts one group after the other to be guided to their new homes.
Zoey could see excitement and joy on the faces around her as she observed everything from where she had sat down near the hub on the second deck. It was a far cry from when she had found them in the canyon, and the change was well deserved in her opinion. From her interactions with them so far, she could tell they were good people. They put the needs of those around them above their own, they were kind, and they were aware that this was a second chance at life, one that thousands of dead Asurai would never have.
They had to make the most of it.

A universe obliterated, with only one survivor. Zoey, the last living being from a planet called Gaia, was sent into a new universe where she will once again have to struggle to survive. A hostile place where the strong rule the weak, and only strength matters.

She will face new threats, greedy nobles, ferocious beasts, strange dungeons left behind by the gods... and more!

Along the way, she will make enemies and friends, and maybe she can one day unravel the mysteries that surround her and her mysterious powers...

No matter where, she is determined to survive. She will carve her legacy into the very fabric of the universe!

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TSR held on to the poster as TIC was telling him about the suspected criminal, apparently, it was a 32-year-old man named Hirohiko Tateki, who works as a maintenance worker for a small plumbing company called "Plumbing Trio". He lived close to the agency's main building so it was easy to get to him but, as soon as he saw TSR he broke out into a run as he could probably figure out what would follow. TSR sighed as he paused time while dragging his feet as he was tired from his work. He finally caught up to the man, tied him to the nearest pole and then resumed time as he asked the man why he put out those posters. To TSR's surprise, the man didn't cough up anything even when being threatened instead, he started reciting a poem in what sounded to be German. The man then suddenly started glowing and just as suddenly he began melting into a pink goop of human remains. 'Well that was disappointing', thought TSR to himself but he hadn't lost all hope as he had a hint. First off that man was from an agency as only an agency would resort to exterminating their underlings. It was mostly RedFox, Silver Tooth, or Snake Palace as these three really like meeting people, but it wasn't Silver Tooth as they melt their agents into gray ash. TSR now had a new mission of finding whether it was RedFox or Snake Palace so he went to TIC but first he needed to report to his boss. 'That's gonna be a very wild ride', he replied to the info he received from TSR. 'What do you think I should do, sir', TSR asked his boss. 'I think you should go get some rest as you will be leaving first thing in the morning', his boss blatantly told him. 'Yes, sir', said TSR as he left his boss' office. He was excited about meeting more people with powers while h was wondering about what their powers could be. He suddenly saw a shadow moving at inhuman speeds and in no time his hands felt constricted, he tried to time pause but it didn't work and suddenly everything was black with nothing left to see.

The city of Akihabara, TSR is trying to save his agency, and stumbles upon a certain someone who just might be able to help him, but the man tells TSR that or the man to help him, TSR would have to help him in in his intergalactic adventure in the pursuit of ultimate power.

[Alchemist]
- Herbalist
Before starting an apprenticeship to become an alchemist, a person needed to get the necessary knowledge and soul strengthening technique. It wasn't easy because most of the alchemists are introverts or their tests for apprentices were too hard. People who failed created profession known as a herbalist. 

- Alchemy Apprentice. 1-3rd level.
After getting an alchemist as a teacher. One started his apprenticeship. The first level was focusing on learning herb processing and watching concoction process. It needed to start of soul cultivation.
The second level focused on practicing the processing herbs and assisting a teacher with concocting. It required the 4th level of soul embryo.
The last stage of apprenticeship focused on learning how to control fire and first steps in a concoction of elixirs under the watch of the teacher.

- Alchemy Practitioner 1-4th level
After finishing the apprenticeship and passing the exam. One could call himself an alchemist. It was only the beginning of the road on this vast like ocean field.

More information with the development of the story.

I resent the fate for giving me no potential in martial arts.
I resent martial world for not letting me live peacefully after I left the martial world.
I resent ordinary people for not letting me finish my work.
In this life, I don't want to be in your skin when you mess with me.
Follow Neo on his journey in his second life with help of AI chip and previous life memories.
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After a fun day out I'm back at the house with my new roomate who insists on sleeping in my closet.

However right now she is in front of me with a sketch pad.

"Ahem I think it's about time for me to explain your new soul reaper duties since you will be filling in for me." She raises up her notepad and shows off some of the most childish drawings I've ever seen.

"This is you." She points to a yellow bunny. "This is the monster we fought yesterday." A black bunny with a frowny mask.

She flips over the page.

"Your job is to kill off all the hollows and help spirits pass on." the yellow bunny is standing over what appears to be a dead bunny with black x's for eyes. next to that is the yellow bunny turning a blue bunny into a bunny with angel wings as it flies off to heaven or soul society. I had long since made it so spirits in this area get sucked into my kingdom for proper reincarnation.

"Any questions?" She asks.

"What child did you steal the crayons from and did you learn to draw from same said child?" I say with a serious face.

"What are you talking about I bought this art kit from the store." she pulls out one of those fancy art cases with like 300 different drawing items in it. "And my art skills are all self taught I'd be happy to teach you. Any other questions?"

"Why do men buy nudes when there are billions of free pictures and videos online?" i ask seriously curious.

"Who knows." She shrugs putting her doodle pad away.

Maybe one day the world would know, me being a man still doesn't understand how it works. Why buy a picture of titties when I can spend the same amount on a delicious taco box from tacobell and be even happier. 

It's questions like these that keep me up at night.

Well back to the task at hand. Most of the hollows don't show up much more since I keep my spirit energy contained I mean there are still some as the town has quite a bit of spiritual energy floating around.

However that is easily taken care of by the visoreds if you promise them 5 dollars per hollow killed off suddenly the town is squeeky clean of hollows.

Speaking of that do soul reapers even get paid? I ask rukia.

"Yes depending on our seat in the squad we get paid monthly." she tell me.

"And how much is that?" 

"Uh about 100 dollars. I think." she says counting.

Poor suckers are working for peanuts.

Since they have spirit energy they don't really need food and they are provided clothing when they join up. 

"What about the lower people who aren't given seats?" 

"Salary is 20$ a month it's been that for almost a thousand years." she says oblivious to her being suckered into cheap work.

"You know most people working now make a minimum of like $7.25 an hour right?" 

"impossible." She says with a face that clearly says I'm joking.

I just shrug this is what you get for having a leader who is 1000 years old and from a different time I'm surprised they even have indoor plumbing....do they?

"Do you guys have indoor plumbing?"

"You mean like hotsprings?" She replies clearly confused.

"how do you get your drinking water?"

"Wells?" she asks clearly more confused.

"Do you have toilets?" I start getting desperate.

"Yes." She finally gets it.

"With flushable water?"

"Yes."

Ah good they have plumbing. For a second there I almost started plotting soul society destruction.

"We aren't cavemen we have some technology too." She says unhappy that I'm looking down on them.

"yet you still don't use computers to do paperwork?" this shuts her up.

"Well soul reaper jobs sound pretty easy I'll be sure to look out for lost souls and I'm sure you have a hollow detector right?" I ask her.

"Yes I'll let you know if any show up." of course this won't happen as visoreds are greedy for money.

"until then let me show you the wonderful world of video games." I throw in some first person shooters and watch as she gets violently destroyed all day it brings a little happiness to my soul for some reason.

Dinner is the same with the whole family getting nice steaks and fries. I didn't like Japanese food as most of it was seafood based. I do however enjoy rice and chicken dishes.

After that rukia became a part of the group she made friends with everyone got to live the life of a regular girl. But there's always douchebags who like to spoil the fun for everyone else. 

Those douchebags happened to be her older brother byakkuya and renji who on orders from the higher ups had come to retrieve her for breaking soul society rules.

They appeared in one of the soul gates near the city. instantly alerting most of the people in the city.

Standing there looking like a total douchebag was her big brother and her school friend.

"Rukia you are hereby arrested for breaking soul society law you will be given a trial and your fate decided from then." her brother said in a cold voice. she just meekly walks over.

"Wow how strict either die or give someone her powers for a while only to get punished how harsh." I say from the distance.

Byakkuya looks at me. "Who are you?"

"The person she gave her powers too." I saw with a smile.

"Then your fate is death." He says firing off a kido at my heart.

I just smack it away.

"Well I guess soul society wants to go to war with me?" I say with a darker smile.

Byakkuya narrows his eyes towards me.

"Who are you to be able to declare war on soul society your just a single person and I can't even feel spiritual pressure from you." he mocks.

I point my finger towards my neck as he looks at me in confusion and reaches his hand up to only meet a blade.

"Byakkuya boy are you making problems for my love?" comes Yoruichis voice.

More powerful spirit energies converge on the location. none weaker than himself.

"You may go back to soul society only to spread the message to that old man that I'll be paying a visit. Along with some friends. And if a single hair on that girls head is harmed I'll massacre all of soul society." I say with a sweet smile.

"Even with this much you wouldn't be able to bring down soul society on your own." he says in the same cold voice.

"Then what about the traitors inside the walls already. I've already invaded and you didn't even know it."

His face scrunches up. before he makes his way back to the soul society gate with renji and Rukia in tow.

Before the gate closes I blast a chunk out of his shoulder with a kido attack.

"little shit."

Reincarnation? Wishes? A System? Magic? Harem? Pudding? This story has all of those. Multiverse travel, kingdom building, fan boy dreams come true in this wild story starting in the Harry Potter world. Instantly op character? nope. sharingan at the start? nope. shameless Mc? yep. shameless comedy? yep. NTR. nope. 

Just to let everyone know this is my first story English is my native language I planned 0 chapters in this whole book and I literally started writing it because I simple wanted to read it myself. It contains parts from bringing the farm to another world, shadow hack, and supreme Anime system. leave any advice you want I read all comments and try to take them into account.


(disclaimer I only own my characters I personally make) also there will be some grammar errors and some plot holes think of this as a rough draft I'm just winging it basically at this point lol doing well so far tho I plan to go back later to fix small things like speech and paragraphs sometimes I miss things. be gentle it's my first time.

The relationship between the master and the apprentice had long roots tracing back to ancient times.
This relationship existed not only in martial arts but also in other industries. No one knew how long it had been passed down through human history. Gradually, it had formed into a unique culture of its own.
This was a special and close relationship that could closely connect two people unrelated by blood; forming a special relationship that was not inferior to blood relationships.
This kind of relationship remained strong and firm even in a Holy Land of martial arts such as the Sacred Martial Hall.
In any industry, the requirements for accepting new apprentices were relative to the skill level of the master.
The Sacred Martial Hall was a place filled with martial arts talents, which prevented the problem of talent shortages as seen in the outside world. However, no martial arts master in the Sacred Martial Hall simply accepted many apprentices.
The stronger a martial artist was, the less likely they were to recruit new apprentices. Even if one showed promising talents, being accepted into an apprenticeship under these masters would require a huge sum of money.
In the Sacred Martial Hall, money was not as important as it was in the outside world. Medicinal pills held greater value than money in the Sacred Martial Hall and therefore became the main currency for martial artists to gift to their prospective masters.
After a long period of apprenticeships, some ill-intentioned people even created a so-called gifting grade to benchmark the number of gifts according to different masters.
In the Sacred Martial Hall, most of the fourteen-star martial artists had reached the level of a quasi-martial-arts master and were therefore barely eligible to accept apprentices. The gifting benchmarks for these martial artists were listed in detail based on the difference in strength among the martial artists.
If one exceeded the rank of fifteen-stars, it meant that they had succeeded in the Nirvana Marrow Transformation. Although a fourteen-star and a fifteen-star martial artist both belonged to the Stellar rank of martial artists, there was a huge difference in standard between both ranks, as the fifteen-star martial artist would be recognized as a martial art master.
To be accepted for apprenticeship by these martial artists would require way larger amounts of gifts as compared to fourteen-star martial artists. It was perfectly normal for the price difference to be multiplied by tens or hundreds.
As for the martial artists of the sixteen star-class, only a few of them would accept apprentices. Firstly, they preferred to concentrate on breaking their limits and entering the ranks of the seventeen-stars to become a martial artist of the eternal-star level. Furthermore, the price required for them to accept one as an apprentice was way too high to the point where only a lucky few could afford it.
As for the martial artists of an eternal-star level... the apprentices under their mentorship were either related by blood, had paid a huge sum in return, or bore an extraordinary talent among all the martial artists in the Sacred Martial Hall. In short, only a few people were privileged enough to have their apprenticeship under a master of an eternal-star level.
Cases of Heads of Department accepting apprentices? Such cases could be counted easily in the history of Sacred Martial Hall.
Qin Fen, a rookie in the Sacred Martial Hall understood these things clearly. Bai Sheng had thoroughly explained most matters regarding the Sacred Martial Hall to the point that it was almost impossible for Qin Fen to remain in the dark.
When he heard that there were Heads of Departments wishing to accept apprentices, Qin Fen was slightly shocked. Such events were really out of the ordinary.
"Eh?" Ferrero expressed more surprise than Qin Fen as he locked his sapphire-like eyes on to Qin Fen, "Hey kid, aren't you a little way too calm? Although I can sense your surprise, it's just way too calm! I wouldn't be surprised at all if other junior martial artists cheered like a madman the moment I accepted their apprenticeship request."
Qin Fen grinned and smiled with slight bitterness as he talked to himself, "Old man, if you were to wake up every day and meet a group of experts with monstrous abilities, with each of them boasting their status as an expert of black-hole rank; and receiving the news that a martial artist of an eternal-Star rank accepting you as a disciple, I am sure that you wouldn't be as surprised as you thought you might be."
"Disciple!"
Sakra's reaction was much more intense than that of Qin Fen. His purple eyes suddenly shot out two beams of lights that were not inferior to a lightning strike and shrouded Ferrero instantly.
With gazes strong as lightning that provided a near-substantial aura pressure, it would be no surprise if ordinary martial artists were to die with blood on their mouths under such a glare.
Ferrero smiled at the Sakra. They were both martial artists of eternal-star rank and also part of the Heads of Department. With their almost similar strength, such attacks had no effect on Ferrero.
"What now, kid?" Ferrero turned to Qin Fen. "You haven't been at the Sacred Martial Hall for a very long time. You probably don't know much about apprenticeships in the Sacred Martial Hall."
"Senior, I am aware of apprenticeships in the Sacred Martial Hall."
Qin Fen once again raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. The Sacred Martial Hall had clearly recorded the price of apprenticeship for each martial artist in different disciplines. Within the list, the price of apprenticeship under a member of the first-row was listed as "unaffordable"!
Unaffordable price! This could no longer be measured by material value, but at the same time, it also illustrated the difficulty in becoming a disciple of a Head of Department.
"You wanted to accept him as a disciple?" Sakra's cold and gloomy face could almost condense the surrounding air into ice, as his two purple eyeballs shone a tone of understanding.
Ferrero smiled and put his legs on the coffee table and gently swayed his toes, purposely staring at the Sakra with a sly look, "What now? Do I need to seek your permission to accept disciples?"
Sakra suddenly sat back to the sofa and slapped Qin Fen's shoulder with his palm, "Qin Fen, be my disciple!"
What? Qin Fen quietly twitched his mouth uncontrollably. This Sakra did not have a sense of control when he is excited. That slap just now consisted of powerful levels of Sky Thunder Art! If it weren't for my adequate true energy levels, I should be fainting in shock from his slap by now!
Even with his true energy resisting the thunderous slap, Qin Fen still felt feelings of pain emanating from the sofa under his butt.
The sofa was not a human being, let alone a martial arts practitioner. The moment it shared the pressure of Qin Fen, it collapsed almost immediately.
Qin Fen didn't care too much about the pain in his shoulders but rather, he was focused on the Sakra and Ferrero. If memory serves him right, apart from the Madman, there were no other cases in the Sacred Martial Hall where two Heads of Department wanted to recruit the same person at the same time.
"I said." Ferrero also placed his palm on Qin Fen's shoulder as he smiled slyly at the Sakra, "Remember that you are the Head of Criminal Law Department. Although no rules will be violated from such actions, suspicions of loophole abuse still remain. Thankfully, a principle-abiding person like you does not have the need to do such a thing."
The Sakra slightly twitched his brows without changing his gloomy expression, "I would not violate any principles, and in this case, there is evidently no violation of principles."
"I said Sakra, why do you want to fight with me? It is obvious that I am the first to talk to Qin Fen about the apprenticeship…"
"I found Qin Fen first."
Sakra countered the words of Ferrero with a gloomy face.
Both of the Heads of Department understood that Qin Fen was not interested in joining the Inner Sacred Martial Hall. For the sake of his martial dao improvement, forcibly placing him in the Inner Sacred Martial Hall would indeed impede his progress in martial dao. However, if they gave up right now, causing Qin Fen to miss out on various opportunities such as entering the Secret Art Pavilion, further learning of martial arts, and the help of the medicinal pills; it would be a very regretful event for all.
Since the rules could not be challenged, the only way was to go around the rules.
Sakra had always been thinking about ways to maintain the rules but never about ways to get around it. It had gotten to the point where he had even forgotten about the rules of apprenticeship in the Sacred Martial Hall.
According to some special rules of apprenticeship in the Sacred Martial Hall, the master could freely teach their disciples any form of martial arts. Under normal circumstances, the Sacred Martial Hall would not question the apprenticeship, on the premise that the disciple was also part of the Sacred Martial Hall.
During the inception of this rule, everyone had formulated the rules by taking account of only normal circumstances. For instance, no martial artists would choose the Outer Sacred Martial Hall given the opportunity to enter the Inner Sacred Martial Hall.
After all, there were great disparities in the quality of the facilities in both Inner and Outer Halls. Even if there were rare cases of people refusing to join the Inner Sacred Martial Hall, they would've joined the beneficiary division of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall, where they were able to receive some extra benefits. As for the basic division of martial artists in the Outer Sacred Martial Hall that was devoid of many benefits, any martial artist with an ounce of martial dao ambition within them would not even opt for it.
As a result, when the powerful martial artists intend to accept disciples, they would firstly choose from the Inner Sacred Martial Hall. Only after that would they choose from the beneficiary division of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall. As for the basic martial artists in the Outer Sacred Martial Hall...
These were the kind of martial artists that couldn't even afford to pay for initiation gifts and were also rejected from the Sacred Martial Hall. How would any master choose their disciples from this rabble? They would only humiliate themselves with such sub-par disciples.
The system in practice did not have any loopholes or defects. However, no one ever thought that a freak like Qin Fen would appear in the Sacred Martial Hall - easily qualified to enter the Inner Sacred Martial Hall yet stubbornly chose to remain at the Outer Martial Hall as a basic martial artist.
In doing so, Qin Fen had cut off his path to the Secret Art Pavilion and put himself in a bottleneck. As a result, entering the Sacred Martial Hall for Qin Fen would only mean a platform for him to accumulate battle experience, and also teaching himself of some martial dao knowledge he witnessed to complement his existing skills.
Sakra had to admire his nemesis, Ferrero, for his ability to bring out such an obscure rule, all the while going through loopholes in the Sacred Martial Hall.
Although Qin Fen was merely a basic martial artist of the Sacred Martial Hall, he remained a martial artist of the Sacred Martial Hall. Going by the rules, if one of them became a mentor to Qin Fen, he would then have the right to study and copy the tomes in the Secret Art Pavilion, or even bring them out from the Secret Art Pavilion for his future disciples.
Of course, very few masters treat their own disciples so kindly unless the disciples were the personal favorites of the masters.
For other martial artists, entering the Secret Art Pavilion was not something that they can do anytime. When they wished to enter, they would need to meet certain conditions before being permitted entry.
However, for Heads of Department, this was not a problem at all. Heads of Department in the Sacred Martial Hall bore the absolute right to enter and exit the Secret Art Pavilion at any time however they wished.
At the same time, if the Heads of Department became mentors to other martial artists, the apprentice would also enjoy the same benefits as the Heads of Department. For instance, the Sacred Martial Hall would deliver an additional set of medicinal pills every month as a means of support.


"Qin Fen had once been abandoned and broken until, one day, he picked up a liquid metal ball that turned his life upside down.
This is the interplanetary era where Classical and Modern Wushu are competing. Classical Wushu enables followers to grow as powerful as dragons and elephants, whereas Modern Wushu enables followers to freeze monsters or even extinguish erupting volcanoes.
Qin Fen steps onto the stage of both Classical and Modern Wushu while belonging to neither. With the exquisite combination of both Classical Wushu and modern technology, he will pave a way to become a legend.
He is one of a kind, a favored son of heaven." -KyleChow_
"He is a youth, a gentleman, and a scholar cultivating in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. He has the strength of ten dragons and ten elephants, producing clouds with a turn of a hand and rain with the other. This is a story about the clash of passions between neo martial arts and paleo martial arts. This is a story about transcending the apex, about forcefully slaughtering one's way into the legends. This is a story about fading into nirvana, about the prideful of heaven!
In this world, cultivating the paleo martial art known as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art to the pinnacle allows one to possess the enormous strength of ten dragons and ten elephants! In this world, the Nitrogen Freezing Magic can freeze even a volcano on the verge of eruption! In this world, the Magma Art can instantly melt and vaporize a glacier!
This is a heavy undertaking by Skyscrapper back in 2009! This is a story of affection, of love. This is a story never lacking in friendship. This story, overflowing with heated blood, is certain to cause your own passion to surge!
This is a radiant era where hot-blood, friendship, love, and heroes converge, shine, and interweave upon each other.
Click and fall in love with this legend." -Strivon (Translation of original synopsis)


take it off and then you can equip the helmet in the vacant head slot.
luchalibre420 (Land of Lakes): I WILL NOT.
nameless-npc (Generica II): Why not? It's a magical helmet of invincibility! Why would you not drop your old equipment for that?
luchalibre420 (Land of Lakes): A LUCHADOR NEVER REMOVES HIS MASK.
luchalibre420 (Land of Lakes): TO DISCARD THE MASK WOULD BE TO DISCARD MY VERY IDENTITY.
nameless-npc (Generica II): What are you going to do with the helmet then??
luchalibre420 (Land of Lakes): IT WILL MAKE A LOVELY FLOWER VASE.
======= Today =======
Whatsamana (Earth Q): here's your monday survey: who or what summoned/reincarnated you to your world
nameless-npc (Generica II): Desperate kingdom.
IGotASword (Avitria): also desperate kingdom!
Apprentice Wu (Heaven Continent): Evil god.
EvolverOcelot (Coris): Clerical error.
lovelylily (Xiaxia): Also evil god~♪
Aphrodite (Galactic Republic): Benevolent god, whom I later discovered was actually evil.
IGotASword (Avitria): there sure are a lot of evil gods around...
Whatsmana (Earth Q): statistically, most gods are evil
IGotASword (Avitria): are you allowed to say that?
Whatsamana (Earth Q): in this genre? absolutely
luchalibre420 (Land of Lakes): DEMON LORD.
IGotASword (Avitria): isn't that backwards?
luchalibre420 (Land of Lakes): THE MULTIVERSE IS FILLED WITH MANY INEXPLICABLE THINGS, LIKE GHOSTS, ALIEN ABDUCTIONS, AND WEIRD AL YANKOVIC.
IGotASword (Avitria): weird al?
Whatsamana (Earth Q): weird al's a multiversal constant
IGotASword (Avitria): ...are there other multiversal constants?
Whatsamana (Earth Q): starbucks, orange traffic cones, and dwayne "the rock" johnson
IGotASword (Avitria): i feel like i learned something today
Whatsamana (Earth Q): me, i got the desperate kingdom treatment
IGotASword (Avitria): what!!! but aren't you on earth???
Whatsamana (Earth Q): yeah where do you think heroes from earth go after they defeat the demon lord in another dimension
IGotASword (Avitria): senpai!
Whatsamana (Earth Q): do not
nameless-npc (Generica II): I know I'm not going back to my home dimension now that my adventure's over.
Whatsamana (Earth Q): is that even an option for you?
nameless-npc (Generica II): Don't know, don't care! I don't want to go back to being a nameless NPC.
EvolverOcelot (Coris): I wouldn't mind going back, but I'd hate to lose the tentacles and teeth...
Apprentice Wu (Heaven Continent): Likewise. Though to be Clear I do not have Tentacles, or Whatever Ocelot is calling "Teeth."
IGotASword (Avitria): gosh i don't know whether i want to go back to earth
Whatsamana (Earth Q): you've got time to think about it. heck, you might not even have a choice one way or the other
IGotASword (Avitria): on the one hand, magic and swords and cool stuff! on the other hand, i really miss the internet and indoor plumbing
Whatsamana (Earth Q): what's with all these magical societies that can't figure out indoor plumbing? we have zero ability to manipulate the laws of nature with our minds but we figured this out literally ten thousand years ago
Aphrodite (Galactic Republic): We have a solid grasp of waste management in the Galactic Republic.
Whatsamana (Earth Q): i sure hope they would in a goddamn sci fi dystopia
EvolverOcelot (Coris): I miss potato chips.
Whatsamana (Earth Q): you know you can just make those, right?
EvolverOcelot (Coris): It's not the same! I'd level a city for a Pringle.
Whatsamana (Earth Q): slightly worrying way to put that but okay
Aphrodite (Galactic Republic): In my original dimension, there is a food known as a "burger," which i very much miss.
Whatsamana (Earth Q): we've got burgers on earth
Aphrodite (Galactic Republic): Burgers as in the sweet, purple fruit? They are divine.
Whatsamana (Earth Q): sometimes i think the multiverse is just making fun of me
IGotASword (Avitria): now i'm hungry for a burger...

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It has been over a decade already since Schoolmaster Yin's clandestine past was made known by another soul.
Because he always made it sure to put every single person who learned about his dark secret in silence. Including the only woman that he loved the most.
Unbeknownst to anyone, not even to his closest friend, that Schoolmaster Yin is actually a practitioner of the forbidden art of Necromancy.
Others would have thought that he was just touching the basics of soul arts out of curiosity. But the truth is, this was his field of specialty.
He had been learning the art of Necromancy since he was a child
And he never stopped studying it. Even after he got abolished in his practice of Necromancy, while he was still in his apprenticeship period.
Yin Shun, or more commonly known as Schoolmaster Yin is just like any other normal warlocks before. During his time, Necromancy is not yet a forbidden practice.
In fact, Necromancy was the most lucrative way of learning magic back then.
Because necromancers were highly sought, due to their unique ability to communicate with souls and bridge the worlds of the dead and the living.
It was for this same reason, that the young Yin Shun was enticed into studying Necromancy.
So at the young age of nine, he already started his apprenticeship.
The young Schoolmaster Yin was hard to come by genius during his time. He really had a knack in the art of Necromancy.
As such, he was able to make a reputation for himself even before he became an official necromancer.
Which in result,  attracted more attention towards him.
Many admired him for his talents back then. But of course, admirers and haters always come hand in hand.
So if the young Yin Shun had many admirers back then, it only goes to say that he also had the same number of haters.
During his last year of apprenticeship, a necromancer plotted against him.
That necromancer deliberately told the young Yin Shun about an ancient domain. He thought that once the young Yin Shun went to that place, it will be his end.
As expected, the young Yin Shun went to the said ancient domain.
But instead of meeting a misfortune, he ended up having a chance encounter with a talking oak tree that was hidden in that ancient domain
This was the same talking oak tree that was now serving as one of the school guardians at Magus Academia.
Schoolmaster Yin planted him in the middle of the Enchanted Forest during his inauguration as the new schoolmaster of the school
From the talking oak tree, Schoolmaster Yin learned about an old prophecy regarding the end of the world.
Being young and wild, Schoolmaster Yin really had a very adventurous nature. So he instantly developed an affinity towards the talking oak tree as soon as he met it.
Especially because he can learn a lot of secrets from the talking oak tree which in return made him more powerful.
But the more he became powerful, the more he craves for more. Until it slowly became his obsession.
Before he knew it, he was already addicted to the pursuit of power.
From there, he started furthering his knowledge hoping to discover a way on how he could defy heaven.
He wanted to be the most powerful warlock to exist in this world.
But knowing that he would be limited by his mortal life, Schoolmaster Yin started to focus first in developing a magic spell that can help him prolong his life.
That is when and he started his research about 'life extension'
But it was also at that time that  Schoolmaster Yin's life started to turn upside down.
Right before he could say goodbye to his apprenticeship and become a full pledge necromancer, he finally perfected his research about life extension.
It was through using someone else lifeline and putting it to another person to extend its life.
Lifeline pertains to the lines that can be seen in one's palm.
As someone whose specialty lies in soul arts, necromancers had the ability to estimate how long a man can live.
All they have to do is to have a look at one's palm, and they can already read it from there.
In Schoolmaster Yin's research of 'life extension', he was able to perfect a black spell that will allow him to transfer one's life to someone else.
It was through the means of utilizing those 'lifelines' and putting it to another person
To conduct this so-called 'life extension' he must first require a living 'donor' of the lifeline.
Then using a sharp dagger, he will have to literally carve out those lifelines from his donor. While chanting a specific black spell that he invented.
Then after taking the lifeline from his donor, he will have to sew it to his 'recipient'. In which, the recipient has to be someone who was close to dying.
After that successful bloody operation, the remaining life of the donor will be sucked out from its body and it will be transferred to the recipient.
Creating the impression that the life of the recipient had been extended.
Imagine how many lives had been used as a guinea pig before Schoolmaster Yin was able to perfect this research of his.
It was precisely for this reason, that Schoolmaster Yin was expelled from studying the art of Necromancy.
Many had condemned his action of taking someone else's life as a mere subject for his research.
They view that Schoolmaster Yin's life extension research as a depraved act and it should not be passed down to later generations.
That is why Schoolmaster Yin was the first apprentice necromancer to get expelled in the history of necromancers.
He had been shamed because of that incident. From being a proud genius, he was looked down and was treated no better than a spit.
But this actually works to his advantage.
Because right after he was abolished from his apprenticeship, the Great War of Magi broke out which in the end resulted from the annihilation of the entire practitioners of Necromancy.
At the same time, Necromancy became a forbidden practice.
Everyone who was seen practicing anything related to necromancy was being sentenced to death


What will you do if you suddenly wake up as another person after you die???

What will you also do if you realized that your pet, cat, started talking to you???
****

This is the story of Mu Lingxi, a hopeless romantic teenage girl from the 21st century who transmigrated to another world after falling to her death. Together with her little black cat Janus, she began to traverse an unfamiliar world where warlocks and sorceress exist.

Due to a few unexpected turns of events, she ended up being engaged with a prince.
But she strongly believes in Queen Elsa's words before from the movie FROZEN,
"You cannot marry a man you just met once!"
and this was why she highly objected to the marriage arrangement.
She even chose to cross dress just to hide her identity!

On her journey to learn the way of magic, she got herself entangled with five young handsome men. Together they will venture the world of magic, love, and friendship.

"Living in a place different from where I came from, how will I survive???

How could a hopeless romantic girl like me cope up with a life surrounded by five beautiful young men???

Will I be able to hide my true identity until the end??"

"MEOW~"
[Oh c'mon, little lass. Why are you asking yourself that??? You sound so rhetoric....
It's not for you to say, but for them to find out by themselves]
*Janus winked to the readers out there*



P.S.
Pic's not mine...Credits to the owner.

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