Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master



"The last stretch is becoming harder to cross…" his rising speed was low to begin with. But now it was like a snail. If he had to devour couple hundred gold cores before to get a single spirit power point, right now he had to devour a thousand, or few thousands even to get that point! As for the silver cores, they became really useless, doing nothing at all!

"I need dark gold monsters," William knew if he kept doing this, he'd need tons of gold grade monsters, at least fifty thousand of them, if not more. The best option he got right now was to find dark gold monsters and consume their cores. But finding such scary folks wasn't that easy to begin with. Not to mention the scale of power of this grade was really scary!

To reach bronze grade, any spirit master had to break through the one-hundred-point mark. To become a silver master, he had to break through the one thousand and half mark. To be a gold master, this threshold would rise up to five thousand points. And to enter dark gold realm, one had to exceed twelve thousand points.

But that wasn't the problem, the scale of this last stage of power was. It spanned all the way from twelve thousand up to fifty thousand mark!

That wasn't all! Even those who were known as the ones at the pinnacle of power in this world wasn't really at the top of power ladder. The scale of this pinnacle stage ranged from fifty thousand up to one hundred thousand! Beyond that, one would reach the legendary realm, being able to leave this world if he found the right portal to do so.

And that what made meeting monsters quite scary. In spirit world, those in high stages of power were appointed to known spots, very famous in their regions. But monsters were randomly allocated everywhere. And that made it like a gamble for William, one that he didn't like to take for now.

"If only I can find a monster tide attacking any place," he sighed, dreaming about something that wouldn't happen that often. And he knew it.

"Did you say there is a place where we can purchase intel from anywhere in the world here?"

As he had no way to solve this problem, already exhausted lots of wealth to get his hands on these pocket worlds and spent the time allocated for him, William turned to Smith and asked.

"There is this impact, specialised mainly in gathering intel from the entire world," Smith nodded in agreement, while the team was resting on the ground right now, "they claim that they got even the intel of monsters and dark masters. But the price they ask for is quite high for such intel."

"Hmm… Let's go and pay it a visit then," William turned to Berry before tossing her a ring, "there is enough spirit gems inside to book another week here. Let's rest and chill out. Then we'll leave."

"Don't forget we got the contest in less than three months," Sara said, "we don't want to miss it."

"We won't," William nodded, "just rest and don't worry about this. Using portals here, we can go near that academy. And then we can return back using the same method, then take a portal directly to the capital. So, we won't lose that much time."

"I'll come with you," Ibra got used to follow William, alongside Lina who tagged along as well.

William didn't say no to these two. He knew trying to convince them otherwise wouldn't help. Ibra grew this habit since the time they spent back at the forest, when they first walked out of the academy.

Every single time he followed William, both interesting and scary things happened.

As for Lina, since the moment she and her sister woke up inside William's residence at the academy, and she felt enraged and regret. She knew later on and heard about what William and his team did. And she deeply and truly regretted not following along.

Since that moment, she never left William whenever he went outside to adventure or kill monsters. She feared he'd end up in a great adventure, would need her help and she wouldn't be there for him.

In her eyes, William wasn't just a boss or a master. He was like the world for her, the one she owned her life, her sister's life, and everything they reached so far to.

If anyone told her before that she was going to be like any proper spirit master, then she'd say he was crazy. Selvators were never like spirit masters. But William proved this was wrong by actions, allowing for both herself and her sister to start absorbing spirit power, train and rise up in grades like any proper spirit master.

That wasn't all. William was like walking encyclopedia. He kept bringing up training manuals and fighting techniques for Lina and Tina, the same thing he did for everyone in the Black Tails team.

Lina was exactly feeling like Moore. The latter always dreamt about going to the frontlines and fighting like any proper spirit master. But his role was always in the backlines, acting like an envoy or a relay point of orders and intel.

But since joining William, and his life changed upside down. William didn't let him down, honoured his promise and taught him few techniques that made him able to fight properly at any battle.

In fact, Moore was seen as the cold-hearted killer in the eyes of the team. If he wanted, he could kill anyone during sleep, kill or at least heavily wound anyone during a spar or a fight, in a way that they failed to counter every single time they fought against him in training.

He didn't attack them physically, but mentally. And to them, that turf was just unexplored area, the same for most masters actually.

The only one who could stand his own and even crush him was William. That was because William knew all the ins and outs of him, had tons of experience in dealing with the extremely dangerous mind-based spirit masters like Moore. But thanks to such reputation, Moore's infamy just grew thicker, and the team kept more distance away from him.

They feared and despised him, not even accepting the excuses William brought to them whenever such topic was opened. To William, as long as Moore didn't really kill anyone ever in his life, and thanks to his old history of getting abducted due his darkness element, then he wasn't that kind of a villain.