Reincarnated as an Energy with a System

Singeer waved his hands and a small carpet appeared.

Ning was a little surprised. 'That looks lie'¦'

"Come on, teacher Ning. This is one of the fastest flying artifacts I own," Singeer said with pride in his eyes.

"This'¦ how did you come by this, principal Singeer?" Ning asked.

"Oh, teacher Eleonora made this for the academy a decade or so ago," Singeer said.

"Eleonora made this huh?" Ning said. "She probably wanted you to see the world in this."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Singeer asked in confusion.

Ning chuckled like a little boy at his own jokes. "Nothing," he said and jumped onto the flying carpet. "Let's go."

Singeer started the carpet and it started flying. "Holy'¦ this really is fast," Ning said. He was fully surprised at how fast the carpet was moving.

"Right? Our teacher Eleonora is truly a talented Artifact maker. I can't believe she's not even 300 years old," Singeer said.

'That's'¦ probably cause of her system,' Ning thought but kept the thought to himself.

"I was wondering how we would make it to the capital so fast. Turns out you had such an amazing artifact," Ning said. "Does teacher Eleonora make a lot of artifacts for the academy?"

"Yes. We finance her a little and she gives us a few artifacts a year. We then either store that artifact in the treasury or sell it to earn money to better finance the sect."

Singeer then looked at Ning and said, "once you gain the Golden badge, you too will have to start making pills for us, or start taming beasts that we can use."

"I see. Other than the student's fee, this is how you run the sect," Ning said with a slight smile.

"Yes. Does it feel scummy to you?" Singeer asked.

"No, it's fine. In fact, this might be better. If the academy is funding your study as a professional, what else could you want," Ning said.

"Haha, you are easy to talk with, teacher Ning," Singeer said while stroking his long white beard.

The two of them flew through the night at incredible speed.

Ning felt bored. He could easily teleport all the way to the capital and it would cost him barely any energy.

But because he lied, he now has to be stuck with principal Singeer for a whole day and more.

He decided to cultivate for a while and sat cross-legged. He silently started pulling in Qi from the surrounding in a vortex of brilliant light while at the same time many injuries started appearing all around him.

Singeer was surprised at first and started worrying to ask what was happening, but Ning let him know through his divine sense that it was normal for him.

Singeer was still worried, but no longer tried to do anything. He let Ning cultivate throughout the night and mostly into the morning.

'Tsk, cultivating barely makes a dent in my overall cultivation. I guess I really should take it slow.'

'Also, it might be time to buy that advanced body cultivation too. Sigh, do I really waste trillions of energy for this?' he wondered.

But when he thought of Hyesi and Anya as well as their children's lifespan, he felt greatly motivated to but it.

'I should look into that later,' he thought and finally stopped cultivating for now.

Ning slowly opened his eyes before noon and saw that they were flying near some village.

The children in the village waved their hands towards them like a child on earth would wave his hands when seeing a helicopter.

He then looked towards Singeer who didn't seem too flustered, but Ning could see some strain in his forehead.

"Principal Singeer, are you okay?" he asked.

"Ah, it's nothing. I'm just running a little low on Qi. I will try to cultivate this while I fly this, that should be fine," he said.

"If you are low on Qi, let me fly it. I just cultivated, so I have plenty Qi to spare," Ning said.

"Are you sure?" Singeer asked.

"Of course, leave it to me," Ning said. Singeer handed over the control and Ning started flying.

With Singeer cultivating, Ning was all alone on the route to the capital. But in that loneliness, he also found a bit of solace.

It reminded him of his current life, flying through time'¦ all alone.

Night fell and laid its veil in the world. But even through that veil, Ning could clearly see a piercing light that fought to remove the majesty of the night.

Ning smiled and spoke, "We're here, principal."

Singeer stopped cultivating and opened his eyes. "Oh look at that, it's so beautiful. Truly deserving of being the capital," he said.

Ning agreed with him. Multicolored light reigned over the night over what seemed like a golden city.

The city looked like it was set on a mountain with a massive castle at the top and other houses along the slope of the mountain.

The closer they got the better view Ning got. It reminded him a little of the Seven Lights city where he left Anya, except this one was a single mountain and a massive one at that.

"So this is the Golden Moon city, huh?" Ning said.

"Yes," Singeer said with a smile on his face. "It's been a while since I've been here, but the beauty never seems to die."

"Alright, let's stop around there," Ning said.

"Sure," Singeer took the ship to an open area and both of them jumped to the ground. All cities had restricted flying zones, so they would have to walk from there.

"Even in the dead of night, there are so many people coming in and out huh?" Ning said while looking at the line of people and carriages waiting to enter.

"Well, the city hardly ever sleeps," Singeer said.

They were stopped by the guard, in which instance Singeer showed his identity and was promptly let inside.

A black-robed man walked up from and bowed to Ning and Singeer.. "Gentlemen, I have been waiting for you."