Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

As he got nothing to prohibit him from doing so, besides being filled with rage towards William, Mark willingly told them everything he knew about William. He even accepted generous gifts from everyone while he added more about the background and little details about what William did back at the forest against the dark spirit masters.

"Acho! Who is speaking about me?" William sneezed as he arrived at the floor of his room. The hotel got a teleportation circle inside, one that would move anyone anywhere he wanted as long as he got access to that area.

The servant led the three in a wide corridor, with little doors on each side. It seemed this floor was an exclusive one. And in a few minutes, the servant stopped at three doors situated next to each other.

"The master's room is in the middle, the other two are normal ones," the servant said, pointing at the central room as he added, "I don't get any access to open this room. But I can open the other two."

"Thanks," William didn't believe this sh*t, and still gave the fifteen years old, silver grade spirit master, one hundred spirit crystals on the spot as a tip, "make sure our meals arrive at the right time. Just leave them in this room."

He pointed towards one of the normal rooms, and the servant gladly accepted the tip and nodded, "I'm going to make sure to deliver everything in time to this room. Thanks sir, and if you need anything, just ask for Jo."

"Ok," William nodded while the servant called Jo left with a big smile on his face after opening the doors of the two normal rooms.

"You are aware that this is equal to his monthly allowance here, right?" Trevor bitterly said, and William shrugged as if this was something not worthy of his attention.

"You will get this room, and you'll get this," William took the two stones of the normal rooms and handed one each to his two fellows.

"Why won't I take this room? The food is going to be delivered there!" Trevor complained, to just shut up under the serious warning look of William.

"I'll be in my room and rest, don't let anyone disturb me under any circumstances, ok?" William said his last piece before getting inside his room.

He already got out his red stone necklace and used it to open the restrictions over his room. After saying his last piece to Trevor and Thomas, especially giving Trevor a warning glance, he stored the troublesome necklace again in his ring, entered the room and closed the door behind.

And when he did, a majestic scene of luxury welcomed his eyes. The room wasn't a room, but like an entire apartment.

It was filled with lots of furniture, decorations in shining lights, and even chandeliers and statues were there.

William just gave all this a single, short glance before shifting his eyes away. He didn't like such extravagant ways of living. In his eyes, the wooden shack he once lived in as a porter was way better than all this.

To him, worldly matters were distracting, and had a bad and negative effect over him, over any spirit master.

He started to look for the training ground that the manager promised to be here. William thought the room would open at the training ground and was surprised to see a ball floating in the middle of his room.

It was red in colour, having the appearance of any rubber ball. It was floating in the middle of the room, almost two metres away from the ground, without any power holding it in place.

"A pocket world? That's something I never expected to see here," William's eyes shone brightly, moving slowly towards this ball as if he was seeing the most alluring and tasty delicacy in the world.

He arrived there and resisted the urge to touch and go into that sealed world. He thought the training ground promised by the hotel was an extra piece of land made up by the general manager of the hotel.

But this wasn't true. He underestimated the wealth and power of this hotel. They got a pocket world, one that was exclusive for himself.

"Important things first," William muttered to himself, slowly walking away from this ball, and starting to take different materials out.

He knew that inside that pocket world, no one would be able to spy on him. One had to enter the world and track him down to do so. Even in the outer vast world, trying to spy on a pocket world was something unfeasible.

But seeing this ball here made William wonder about its origin. Were such balls being sold here? If so, he wanted to buy one!

Just having his own pocket world, one that could be taken around anywhere he'd go to be a great thing. It was like carrying one's training ground in his pocket all the time.

But he was sure such a thing would cost a fortune! It went without saying what such balls meant to any spirit master, especially the formidable ones.

It wasn't just like carrying one's training ground around, but it was a world! No matter how small it was, it was a separate world. And that meant people could live there, even build settlements and places to live.

Anyone could bring an army with him, take them out anytime anywhere. This was a privilege that no one would crave to get.

In addition to that, and as it was a true world, there were ores and herbs inside. So, it wasn't just a place to store one's strength at, but also a source to strengthen one's wealth as well.

William kept thinking about this in great excitement, feeling the urge to rob this hotel of their holdings of these pocket worlds.

But he knew this was a crazy idea. The place was heavily fortified and had lots of scary dudes out there.