Spirit Immortal Chapter 219 The School Year Begins 3

News of the Star Cla.s.s having a new talented student, that had been under the radar of all investigative journalists, spread around the school like a wildfire in a dry forest. In just the first two hours after s.h.i.+n's introduction, the entire campus had heard of the mysterious black-haired, azure-coloured eyes boy, who had already reached Rank 18 and had surpa.s.sed the Silver Spoon, Son of War and the Freak of the Dundlewoods. Furthermore, since s.h.i.+n was extremely close to entering the Spirit Core Realm, many began to speculate that the new wonder kid would threaten the Witch of the South's throne as the number one student among the monster generation of freshmen.

"Where did this s.h.i.+n Iofiel come from?! Why haven't we heard of him?" One student from Elite Cla.s.s A thought out loud.

"They say that he's a commoner that Princ.i.p.al Erudito picked up, and he has never made himself known before entering the academy. That's why no one has ever heard of him."

"No wonder… Hey, do you think that he's capable of challenging Kanari for the top spot in the academy?"

"Impossible! Kanari is the G.o.ddess of the Himmel Empire! With all the resources given to her by the Highgarden Duchy, there's no way that any commoner could possibly hope to keep up with her cultivation level!"

Many students started to talk among themselves as the news about s.h.i.+n became more and more widespread. In fact, a cursory sketch of s.h.i.+n's features had already begun to hit the black market, showing the efficiency of the information peddlers in Imperius Academy.

"Emma… Looks like s.h.i.+n is already famous..." While the whole cohort was in chaos, two purple-haired youthful girls were watching the entire ordeal with a tinge of helplessness. Even though they had expected their brother to become the talk of the school, they didn't expect it to come this early.

"There's no helping it. s.h.i.+n's cultivation level is something that all students would be wary of… I'm just worried about the fight challenges that might come his way in the future." Emma shook her head in angst. s.h.i.+n was strong, there was no question about that. However, compared to the monsters such as s.h.i.+zen Dundlewoods or Suji Lasgeor, who had been training in the combatant path since they were born, s.h.i.+n was still much too inferior.

"Ella! Emma! You didn't tell me that s.h.i.+n was currently at Rank 18!" Just as they were lost in their conversation, a frantic voice called out to the twins. Standing right before them, a silver-haired boy, that seemed to be playing with the borderline of the genders due to his androgynous features, puffed his cheeks in anger as he addressed the two young girls.

Isadore had prided himself with being one of the best information gatherers in the academy. Before he entered the school, the young boy had done his research on nearly every notable figure that might be of importance. Yet, he was ignorant of the fact that his very own 'buddy' was ranked number two in the entire freshmen year.

"You're angry about that?" Ella raised her left eyebrow in shock as she stared down the silver-haired boy.

"Of course I am! Arghhh, whatever... At least I know now. So, I'm expecting that s.h.i.+n's quite the prodigious talent huh? I really wonder where the three of you came from..."

Being in Elite Cla.s.s A, every single one of the students here were at Rank 13, with a few exceptions. Thus, when the twins and Isadore were placed in the same cla.s.s, it came as quite a surprise to all of them. Even though they had met one another on the first day, they never would have expected that they were all in the Rank 13 Spirit Apostle Realm.

"Why don't you tell us about yourself before you try and probe into our lives, Isadore?" Ella sharply retorted. Just like how the orphans didn't want to reveal too much about themselves, the silver-haired boy had the same intentions. Up till this day, the twins and s.h.i.+n knew next to nothing about Isadore. They didn't know where he came from, what Spirit he possessed or even whether he was truly a male. To the orphans, Isadore was just an enigma that they could only marvel in wonder every time they met him.

"Haha, you quite the jester, Ella! Fine, fine I get it! I'll just let sleeping dogs lie..." Realising that he couldn't gain any new information from the twins, Isadore promptly retreated, leaving the twins alone with one another once more.

"That guy… Hah… Whatever, he's not doing us any harm..." Ella scoffed.

"I'm worried about s.h.i.+n though… Should we check in on him?" Emma suggested to her beloved sister.

"Honestly, there's not much that we could do anyway. The people that would challenge him are all more powerful than us..."

"But still!"

"I know. We should at least be there..." Even though Ella seemed to be nonchalant about s.h.i.+n's predicament, her tapping feet and s.h.i.+vering shoulders suggested otherwise. When Emma noticed the physiological changes that her twin sister was going through, a warm smile crept up her face.

"Hehehe! Ella, you're so adorable!" Bringing her sister's flushed face into her bosom, Emma played with her ponytail.

"H-Hey! Emma! Let go of me!"

"Not gonna!~."

"Emma!"

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While the twins were happily enjoying each other's company, their fellow orphan, s.h.i.+n was currently producing buckets of cold sweat as he was sitting through his lesson regarding spiritual tools. At the very front of the cla.s.s, a bespectacled man, possibly in his early thirties, had written a large amount of information on the blackboard. Since it was an introductory cla.s.s, the professor had intended to teach the most basic material that he had. However, that, in turn, meant that the students had the luxury of letting their minds wander due to how simplistic the topic was. And when they had the freedom to do whatever they wanted, they all turned their attention to the black-haired youth that had caused a significant uproar in the academy.

"Is that him?"

"Yeah, it is!"

"He looks rather refined for a commoner!"

Just like before, s.h.i.+n was seated all alone in one corner, due to his unwillingness to socialise during the orientation week. Yet, even though he had no one to talk to, everyone in the cla.s.sroom was talking about him. As much as s.h.i.+n wished to focus on the intriguing cla.s.s that taught its students about how to use spiritual tools, it was kind of hard to give all his attention to the professor that was hard at work when there were dozens of eyes glued onto his body.

"Spiritual tools are everywhere in the modern world. By directly supplying the tools with mana produced from the Spirit User, the..." For some reason, the bespectacled professor remained oblivious to the fact that he had lost the attention of half of his cla.s.s and continued on his rudimentary explanation about his subject.

"Spiritual tools are divided into several grades. Elementary-grade, intermediate-grade, expert-grade, unique-grade, legendary-grade, mythic-grade and finally, immortal-grade. Each grade is determined by who crafted the tool, what utility it provides and a plethora of other reasons."

The main reason why s.h.i.+n had chosen this course as one of his core subjects, was precisely due to the fact that it could teach him how to utilise spiritual tools or in his case, spiritual armaments that could bolster his effectiveness in battle. After training with Mychael for the past four months, s.h.i.+n came to realise that for him to breach the gap between himself and the other monsters in the freshmen year, he must come to accept the fact that he had to use spiritual armaments that could boost his attack power.

As its name suggests, spiritual armaments were weapons of war that dramatically enhances the Spirit User's capability in battle, whether it was mana regeneration, an increase in attack power or an impregnable defence that no spiritual ability could penetrate. In fact, the whole reason why Enfen Frie was able to fight off Malgen from the Black Masks was precisely due to her Mythic Armament that she had bought from one of the country's most excellent craftsmen. For many Spirit Users that were combat oriented, using spiritual armaments was common, and the fact that s.h.i.+n lacked any experience using them placed him at a severe disadvantage.

Although s.h.i.+n had studied extensively about the subject, even before the academic year began, he was still lacking in practical knowledge and hoped to learn directly from the best teachers that the Empire has to offer. Yet, he was unable to focus in cla.s.s due to the various gazes sent his way. In fact, from the other side of the room, s.h.i.+n could see that the notorious Witch of the South was also staring him down.

'G.o.d d.a.m.n it!!! It's all that a.s.shole's fault! Maybe I should tell Princ.i.p.al Erudito about every single curse Mychael had said about him.' s.h.i.+n hatched a sinister plot to bring down the tanned scoundrel that had placed him in this predicament.

"I know many of you are interested in the spiritual tools due to how potent spiritual armaments are. However, there's more to spiritual tools than weapons of war. For instance, Spirit Immortal Hippocrates once used his acupuncture needle set to heal thousands of terminally ill patients in one go. Additionally, the Blacksmiths Alliance would pay good money for a refined welding hammer." Further explaining that his cla.s.s wouldn't be focusing on just spiritual armaments, the professor made sure that his cla.s.s was crystal clear about his teaching methods.

'So that explains why there are so little people interested in this cla.s.s...' s.h.i.+n looked around the lecture hall and was unable to spot the numerous famous faces that were present in the Star Cla.s.s. Other than the Witch of the South, Kanari Saniela, there was no one else that s.h.i.+n could recognise in this cla.s.s. Suji and Danroy, who were more interested in strengthening their own Spirits, disdained the usage of spiritual armaments as they felt that it would dull their raw combat abilities. s.h.i.+zen Dundlewoods was probably not interested in a cla.s.s where so much brain power was required and Elrin Zedcris most likely already had a heap of Mythic Armaments lying at home.

"Any questions?" Before he finished his lecture, the professor hoped to engage his students to the best of his ability.

"Professor Quinn?" s.h.i.+n raised his hands to ask the only question that plagued him since he had finished all the readings required for the module.

"Yes? Ermmm, s.h.i.+n Iofiel right?"

"Yeah… That's me." s.h.i.+n apprehensively watched as his surroundings started to become rowdier. Although he hated to be in the limelight, s.h.i.+n still wanted to receive an answer to his query.

"What's your question?"

"Professor Quinn… Where does one obtain spiritual tools in the campus?" s.h.i.+n boldly asked.

The young teen's initial plan was to learn as much as he could about using spiritual armaments before running to the commercial district in the Capital to order a blacksmith to forge something for his own personal use. However, after Mychael forced him to reveal his cultivation level, s.h.i.+n was forced to make a drastic change of plans.

"Hmmm, that's actually an excellent question." Rubbing his chin, the bespectacled man praised s.h.i.+n's inquiry. "Typically, first years are not allowed to acquire a spiritual tool, but there are some exceptional cases… How about this? I will reward an elementary-grade spirit tool to whoever scores the highest for my mid-year test!"

Imperius Academy follows a meritocratic system where the best students were given the best rewards. Following that tradition, Professor Quinn opted to give his cla.s.s an incentive to work harder.

"Oh! The black-haired genius has sweet-talked the professor!" One student exclaimed under his breath.

"What kind of Spirit does he has?! To mind-bend the teacher's thoughts?!" Another speculated on the nature of s.h.i.+n's Spirit.

Evidently, now that a new celebrity had been birthed, the numerous students wanted to find out as much information as they possibly could about s.h.i.+n.

'What sweet-talk?! All I did was ask a question?!' s.h.i.+n felt wronged by all of his cla.s.smates' speculations and unwillingly dropped his head to hide his facial expression. As the bell rung signalling the end of the morning cla.s.ses, s.h.i.+n waited for his cla.s.smates to leave the room before he made his escape and rendezvous with the twins. Unfortunately, fate wouldn't leave him alone that easily.

"h.e.l.lo, cla.s.smate s.h.i.+n. Could you spare some time to eat lunch with me?" At that moment, a sweet honeyed voice, that seemed to come straight from the heavens itself, called out to s.h.i.+n while he had his head laid out on the table.

"K-Kanari Saniela?!" Glancing up, s.h.i.+n was greeted by a gorgeous black-haired beauty, whose charm surpa.s.sed that of his Master in her younger appearance. The Witch of the South, someone that s.h.i.+n had never crossed in his life, was currently wearing a friendly smile as she asked for a little bit of his time.

"Kanari is asking the black-haired genius out?! The number one and number two in the school are going to clash?!" One of the students exclaimed.

"There can't be two tigers in one cave after all! Perhaps we get to see Kanari fight on the first day of school!"

'Oh shut the h.e.l.l up you commentators!' s.h.i.+n mentally screamed out in his head. "Why are you asking me?"

"There's something I want to confirm. I would appreciate it if you would accept..." Realising that the direct approach won't work on s.h.i.+n, the black-haired G.o.ddess switched her tactics and was honest about her intentions.

"I see… Fine, there's something I want to know as well." s.h.i.+n stood up from his chair and stared the young woman straight in the eyes. Even though they were of different genders, s.h.i.+n was merely two centimetres taller than Kanari, making eye contact between the two much more natural.

Taken aback about how forefront s.h.i.+n was being, Kanari slightly jerked backwards. It has been a long time since anyone had dared to stare her straight in the eyes, causing her curiosity for s.h.i.+n to peak to another level.

"Thank you for accepting. If you would follow me." Without beating around the bush, Kanari turned her heels and headed out of the room with s.h.i.+n following close behind. Her gentle smile that would charm even the most celibate of monks frightened the young boy as he felt that it made her thoughts a complete enigma.

'Whatever… I must find out how she trained that quickly to become a Spirit Core cultivator.'

The only reason why s.h.i.+n agreed to the meeting was because he wished to find out the secrets to Kanari's might. Even though he might be inviting himself into a trap, s.h.i.+n still felt that it was worth the shot. As the two good-looking teens disappeared down the hallway, the word that the number one and two of the academy were going to have a standoff spread throughout the campus, forcing everyone to be up in arms as they searched high and low for s.h.i.+n and Kanari.