John was dumbstruck by everything he had seen. He knew the Bloodfiend Sect was a brutal and bloodthirsty place, but this was still far beyond his expectations.
'It's becoming more and more clear why the Bloodfiend Sect disciples are so strong, and why the Elder's are okay with this. Things like this allow those who win to grow stronger, while it also gets rid of the weaker disciples, and the sect's obligations to raise them. While the Heavenly Lightning Sect seems to value quantity over quality, the opposite is true here. The Bloodfiend Sect only values the cream of the crop. The rest are expendable resources which allow the most talented disciples to climb.'
John hated to admit it, but when it came to the cultivation world, the Bloodfiend Sect's system was definitely superior. The cultivation world valued strength above all, and the Bloodfiend Sect adopted this idea to its fullest extent.
The next fight started, snapping John out of his thoughts. It was between a boy and a girl, both which were Late Core Formation first years. Loud cheers erupted from the crowd as expected, causing John to swivel his head towards the out of pure curiosity. His gaze swept across the stadium near him, seeking to learn as much about the sect's culture as possible.
"Hmm?"
A curious sight entered John's vision, catching his attention. A hundred yards away, away from any of the other disciples, a lone youth sat. It was a boy, who sat in isolation. He didn't cheer with the rest of the crowd, and only watched the battles with a stoic expression. In fact, it seemed as if he didn't enjoy the battles at all.
The youth had short blonde hair, and a youthful, almost child-like face.
There was a strange aura around him, so miniscule as to almost be imperceptible. However, the aura caught John's attention, as it was both familiar and completely foreign at the same time. Additionally, there was no bloodlust or sinister aura emanating from the boy, unlike everyone else in the stadium.
The youth had a cultivation at the Peak of the Core Formation Realm, slightly higher than John's. He seemed to be around the same age as John, revealing that the youth was quite talented.
After a moment of inspection, John stood up and walked over to the youth.
The youth, as if lost in his own thoughts, didn't notice John approaching at all. John walked up to the youth and sat beside him, his actions snapping the youth out of his thoughts. The youth warily looked at John, as if his guard was fully raised.
However, when he saw John make no ill actions towards him, he slightly relaxed.
"What do you want?" the youth asked in an unfriendly tone.
John was slightly surprised by the hostility, but then quickly remembered he was in the Bloodfiend Sect. Everyone here had their guards up at all times, due to the nature of the sect itself.
"I'm just here to introduce myself to you, as you stand out quite a lot here. I'm John," John introduced himself with a friendly smile.
The youth glanced sideways towards John, taking a while to respond.
"Chase," he replied.
"Well Chase, I came over here because you stand out quite a bit," John replied, keeping his voice friendly.
His friendly tone slightly surprised Chase, who fully turned his head to look at John.
"What do you mean by that?" Chase replied, his voice still quite unfriendly.
"I mean, unlike everyone else here, I sense no taboo cultivation arts emanating from you," John replied.
If Chase found his way into the Heavenly Lightning Sect, John would not be able to pick him out of a crowd based on his aura. It was almost as if he cultivated a Honorable Alliance cultivation technique.
"That's because I don't cultivate taboo arts," Chase replied.
John's eyebrows raised slightly as he heard this. "Such a thing is possible? How come I've never seen anyone else in the sect like you then? Isn't it a requirement to cultivate the Blood Tyrant Law?" John asked.
The Blood Tyrant Law was the cultivation technique of the Bloodfiend Sect, and was what all its disciples and Elder's cultivated. Its also what resulted in each disciple and Elder emanating a sinister aura.
Chase looked at John with a suspicious light in his eyes, but replied nonetheless.
"I practice the Pill Dao, which traverses a different cultivation pathway," Chase replied.
"Pill Dao?" John replied, slightly surprised. "How does the Blood Tyrant Law interfere with the Pill Dao? There are plenty of Pill Elder's who practice the Blood Tyrant Law," John replied.
Chase remained silent for a moment before replying.
"My case is...different. I am incompatible with such techniques, and so I cultivate something else," Chase replied, keeping the details sparse.
'Clearly he has some secrets he's guarding closely. I don't know what it is, but I feel as though there's more to this boy than meets the eye.'
"Why are you sitting here alone?" John asked, changing the subject. Clearly Chase did not want to talk about it anymore.
Chase looked at John with an odd expression.
"Why do you want to know so much about me?" Chase asked suspiciously, his guard clearly raised.
"Because I find you interesting is all," John replied casually as he shrugged his shoulders.
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