Chapter 4: Awakening 1
In an open field, a young man is seen being beaten by some burly men. And because of his small body, the young man was helpless in front of them. A female student looked at him and asked, Do you know me now?
"Hey, isn't that the useless guy who did not awaken any ascension spirit? Some students gathered while whispering to themselves.
They recognized him, but the identity of the female student puzzled them. Another added that she was the daughter of a noble family known for their influential business ventures.
Becky Jin and her family operate a fair number of supply-and-distribution chains. And own many potion-making establishments spread across the southern region.
"Ugh!" The young man groaned in pain because the wounds on his body were severe.
"Travis, have you met with trouble?" But just at that time, a sweet voice could be heard.
As the smoke slowly dissipated around him, the scene became clearer. He felt warm sunlight shining down on him, and he could vaguely make out the sounds of others speaking nearby.
Looking in that direction, a beautiful woman who wore purple was walking over. Although there was a faint smile on her mouth, her eyes were fierce, and they tightly stared at Becky, the female student.
Hey, is that not teacher Amaya? Some students shift nervously. Good day, Miss Amaya. You look as stunning as always. They welcomed her respectfully and with admiration.
As she saw teacher Amaya walking over, the color on Becky's face instantly changed, and a strong expression of fear gushed out of her.
She muttered curses under her breath, her frustration palpable in the air. Initially, she believed her status would enable her to exert control over the young man standing before her.
As the intensity of teacher Amaya's gaze bore down on her, Becky's demeanor changed. The realization of the altered power dynamic filled her with a creeping sense of unease.
Who would have thought that the unremarkable young man in front of her had the support of an academic teacher?
The teachers were an existence that she couldn't offend. As they were all high-level cultivators.
"It's nothing; it's nothing. I was just inquiring about some things from him,"
Teacher Amaya glared at her and only said one word, "Scram."
At that instant, Becky's body couldn't help but tremble, and her face was already ashen.
But she did not hesitate at all. She pulled her guilds and quickly left, and in panic she even tripped, which made her look very rough.
Seeing that, Travis helplessly shook his head and said politely to Teacher Amaya next to him, "Thank you very much, Miss Amaya."
A gentle breeze seemed to accompany her every step, rustling the hem of her purple dress and fluttering her beautiful black hair.
She handed him the healing elixir for his injuries. "Drink it." Without asking anything, Travis quickly emptied the bottle.
Although it was a little bitter, as soon as it traveled down his throat, he felt warm energy coursing throughout his body and his face, which was bruised.
He was quickly healed without any marks left! The elixir was a rare and precious concoction, known to be made from the essence of mystical herbs and enchanted waters. Only high-level cultivators like Teacher Amaya had access to such potent remedies.
Its effects were almost miraculous, capable of swiftly mending wounds and restoring vitality, which was a testament to her formidable status and resources.
She smiled and told him to be careful, then turned towards the door. But before she left, Miss Amaya looked back at Travis.
"Travis! Come to my faculty later! Travis felt a mix of curiosity and apprehension about the upcoming visit.
Travis wondered if Miss Amaya had more to teach him or if there was a new task awaiting him. Either way, Travis knew this meeting could be a turning point in his journey as a cultivator."
The faculty room is located in another building, the Administration Building.
When I arrived at the administration building, I forgot to ask where the faculty room was.
Some students and teachers were coming in and going out, so I just followed one.
Luckily, we had the same destination. When I entered the faculty room, the eyes of the teachers instantly focused on me.
"Ah. You're here, Travis. Follow me."
I heard Miss Amaya's voice and followed her. Miss Amaya was silent throughout the journey, and I timidly followed her.
I noticed there were a lot of doors here with a teacher's name on them.
After some time, we reached a door with her name on it.
She opened it and walked in. "What are you waiting for? Come inside?"
I nodded again. And walked in. The room was large and empty. I could only see a small closet in one corner. A sofa on one side, a table and chair, and a bookshelf.
Sit down there, Travis. She pointed to the sofa. This soft-spoken side of her sounds sexy. I wonder what she will do. Could it be?
Acting like I had no choice, I sat down as she commanded.
As Miss Amaya drew closer, a sense of anticipation grew, commencing with her sudden action of straddling me. I could feel her soft thighs as they covered and got pressed on my legs. After that, her arms circled my neck.
"Miss Amaya?" She smiled and closed her eyes.
At that moment, we understood each other.