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"Um...?" Bu looked somewhat puzzled, glancing towards the other two rooms. Just as his gaze swept past, he suddenly seemed to sense something. He instinctively looked up and was momentarily stunned, his mouth agape.
"Oh my... it's Batman."
"Brent... what brings you here at this late hour?" Sean Sterling was sitting cross-legged, suspended upside down on the ceiling, using levitation magic to meditate.
This unique method of cultivation greatly surprised Bu.
In fact, this was a well-known practice in the magical community—the Levitation Meditation Method. Only those who had reached Intermediate Level 4 as an Archmage could cultivate in this manner, as mages below this level lacked the ability to cast levitation spells.
The Levitation Spell allows mages to float up and down freely, significantly enhancing their power. Mastering the Levitation Spell can also provide considerable assistance in learning flight techniques after reaching Intermediate Level 5.
Using the Levitation Spell for meditation maximizes the gathering and enhancement of magical power. On one hand, it requires magical energy to maintain the Levitation Spell, creating a form of magical output; on the other hand, it necessitates meditation to gather magical energy within oneself, forming a supply. This cyclical process purifies the magical energy within and increases its capacity.
"I have come here today with a request for your assistance," Bu said, bowing respectfully to Sean Sterling before rising to speak.
Sean Sterling slowly opened his eyes, his strange white eyes flashing with a silver light as he gazed down at Bu. An invisible mental pressure suddenly descended upon him.
Bu felt a tightening in his chest, every hair on his body standing on end as if countless sharp blades were pressed against his skin, threatening imminent doom.
"Why should I help you?" Sean Sterling's deep voice echoed slowly through the empty room, intertwining with the howling wind and snow outside like thunder.
Bu had anticipated this question from Sean Sterling; after all, it was a common person's reaction. He took a deep breath and calmly articulated his prepared response: "Lord Sean, if I am not mistaken, you must have had some grievances with Beck the Judge. If I can help you settle that score, would you be willing to grant my request?"
As these words left his mouth, Bu felt his tone grow somewhat dry and his heart tightened even more. His bold statement touched upon Sean Sterling's past grievances and sought to leverage that for personal gain.
"Heh heh heh... helping me settle a score is interesting," Sean Sterling's eyes sparkled with a cold light as he chuckled softly. His laughter revealed no clear emotion but carried an unmistakable hint of mockery.
"I do indeed have grievances with Beck. But do you think I would regard Beck highly? Heh heh heh... this condition lacks persuasive power; I have no obligation to help you. You may return now." Sean Sterling shook his head without becoming angry, slowly closing his eyes again and ignoring Bu.
"Lord Sean, with my current abilities, I am capable of securing a spot in the top ten of the Peak Showdown, and at that time, I will be a student of the Holy Light Academy. In my humble opinion, wherever there are people, there will be conflicts and divisions among factions.
Today, your assistance will be remembered by me. A drop of kindness deserves a fountain of gratitude.
If I become a student of the Holy Light Academy, I will surely stand on the same front as you in the future. Given your strength, you may not think highly of my current capabilities. However, since I have reached the Intermediate level, I believe my potential is still considerable. Should I rise to prominence one day, I will not forget your help today.
I kindly ask for your support." Bu's attitude was neither servile nor arrogant, and his tone was passionate. His words resonated so strongly that Sean Sterling opened his eyes again and gazed intently at Bu.
"All of this is about the future. I believe you can become a student of the Holy Light Academy. But that is all…
The vast Holy Light Academy has tens of thousands of students… Some people may quickly break through their strength early on but ultimately fade into obscurity. Others are different; they are late bloomers… The longer it goes on, the more their strength surges.
As for talent… heh heh heh… I do not believe in talent. I am one of those late bloomers myself; at that time, I barely squeezed into the Holy Light Academy without reaching the Intermediate level. It took me a full year or two to step into Mid-Level, being one of the lowest in the academy.
Yet even so, I still surpassed others later on; a fortuitous encounter greatly increased my strength. In just ten years, I broke through from Intermediate Level to Intermediate Level 5, with hopes of reaching High-Level.
Do you know what I distrust the most? It is so-called talent. I only believe in fate and strength." Sean Sterling's tone was cold as he stared deeply at Bu.
He seemed to be warning Bu with his own experience that talent is merely temporary. Overconfidence leads to arrogance and narrow-mindedness.
Bu felt the meaning behind Sean Sterling's words; his heart turned cold. This was his last relatively safe approach to win over Sean Sterling, but unfortunately… the other party was not swayed by his reasoning.
"Since that is the case, then I shall not disturb you any further." Bu bowed again. Although his self-recommendation did not yield assistance, maintaining a respectful attitude was essential.
After saying this, Bu did not linger and turned to leave.
"Your request, I can agree to…" Just as he was about to take two steps away, Sean Sterling's voice unexpectedly came through, agreeing to Bu's request, which left Bu stunned and instinctively halted his steps.
"Senior... you..." Turning around, Step looked at Sean Sterling with surprise, not knowing what the other was really thinking.
Noticing Step's confusion, Sean Sterling smirked slightly, a hint of a smile on his face as he shook his head and said, "I don't believe in so-called talent, but I believe in fate. Man can conquer fate; that is destiny.
You are not talented, at least not among the young people I have seen.
Have you ever seen someone achieve Intermediate at fifteen and reach High-Level at twenty? Only such individuals can be called talented. You... still have a long way to go.
The reason I help you is because of your tenacity and your resilience. I can see that you seem to be fighting for your life... A person who dares to fight for their life will not achieve greatness, but their accomplishments will not be too shabby either." Sean Sterling's tone was calm, but there was a strange glint in his white eyes as he gazed at Step.
"Fifteen years old Intermediate, twenty years old High-Level. There really are such prodigies...?" Step was shocked by what Sean Sterling had said, hardly paying attention to why he wanted to help him; his mind was filled with thoughts about those prodigies who achieved Intermediate at fifteen and High-Level at twenty.
It was no wonder he felt shocked; others did not have a Data Upgrade System like him, but instead had to cultivate step by step in reality. It was precisely this grounded cultivation that allowed them to break through so quickly, making them seem almost god-like.
Before reaching Intermediate, physical training was relatively easier. As long as one had ample funds and sufficient medicinal materials for refinement, along with powerful energy users to cleanse their bodies daily and consume precious beast meat, breaking through would be quite easy.
However, after reaching Intermediate, it involved energy cultivation related to the seven hundred twenty Acupoints and fourteen meridians within the body. This could not be achieved through shortcuts; even with wealth and resources, one could only use high-quality Azure Jade as an aid and rely on energy-enhancing elixirs to boost cultivation speed. It was impossible to break through the Acupoint meridian barrier in one go.
The number of opened Acupoints and meridians directly relates to the intensity of a warrior's internal energy. No one would rashly break through without having accumulated enough foundation, risking their potential.
If ordinary people were like this, how much more so for prodigies? They must have opened an astonishing number of Acupoints and meridians, far exceeding the standards for breaking through High-Level. Yet even so, their cultivation speed remained astonishing; in just nine years, they transitioned from Intermediate to High-Level—unimaginable.
A twenty-year-old High-Level warrior is a legend, a myth in itself.
"Alright, I'm not trying to undermine your confidence; I'm just warning you that there are always people better than you out there. Don't be satisfied with your current situation or view the world from a well. Now... you can make your request," Sean Sterling said gently, gazing at Step.
Gradually calming his racing heart, Step looked at Sean Sterling and after a brief silence spoke up: "What I seek is the protection of my senior."
"Um? This matter... is not difficult, I can agree to it." Sean Sterling said with a half-smile, as if he had already anticipated that Bu would make such a request.
Bu was taken aback for a moment, and upon seeing the faint smile at the corner of Sean Sterling's mouth, he realized that the other party had long guessed his intentions.
"I previously mentioned that you are risking your life. Without my assistance, the end of Peak Showdown would likely also be your demise. I am aware of this... and it is precisely why I am willing to help you." As Sean Sterling spoke, his figure slowly floated down from the rooftop.
Bu Shuang furrowed his brows, looking at Sean Sterling who was gradually floating in front of him, and tentatively asked, "Senior, what do you mean by that? Is there someone..."
Bu did not finish his sentence because he was unsure. In fact, after Sean Sterling's words, Bu's first reaction was that Hawk wanted to kill him.
Once Peak Showdown was over, Hawk would kill him.
But this was merely a guess from Bu Xin, waiting for Sean Sterling's response to confirm.
"Indeed, there is someone who wishes you harm, and this has puzzled me greatly. This person is very powerful; although they have not reached Intermediate Level 5, their stealth techniques are not inferior to those of top-tier thieves. Such a formidable individual has come specifically for you... it seems their intentions are not good."
At this point, Sean Sterling paused in his speech, pointed to his pale eyes, then looked at Bu and continued, "Today when I returned from the palace, that person followed me all the way. If it weren't for my special eye... I might have had difficulty detecting their presence."
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