Cycle Of Nirvana - Chapter 133

After taking a few steps, the old man surveyed the crowd with his half-closed, tired blue eyes. Then, after coughing twice and getting their attention completely, he spoke slowly in a tired voice: “Heh heh… It’s really refreshing to see so many new faces for an old person like me. Knowing that there are people who come here for their dreams gives old people like me hope for the younger generation.”

The old man smiled slightly with satisfaction: “These are not the things you want to hear, so I won’t stretch it too much. My name is Solomon. Solomon Lemegeton. Many of you already know this. But it’s worth reminding again, in case maybe there is someone who doesn’t know. Rezuba Battle School’s Outer School entrance tests differ each year, and how these tests will be determined by the individuals chosen by the school. Normally these individuals would be the Outer School’s senior officers or the Inner School’s instructors. But, although rare, there are people who come from the Central School and do this of their own accord. I don’t know if you’re lucky or unlucky, but I’m also someone from Central School to take the initiative and personally determine and oversee the entrance test.”

‘I’m from Central School.’ This four word sentence took everyone’s breath away for a moment. The Central School was the highest and most respected division of the Rezuba Battle School. If someone from a place like this was going to be the one to determine the tests, this test would most likely be extremely difficult. However, if they passed this test, they would definitely be among the standouts in the Outer School.

After a few seconds of silence, the old man laughed lightly. “Heh heh… You don’t need to get so excited. Although I come from the Central School, in terms of status I am no more than an attendant who organizes the books in the Central School’s library and sometimes wipes the floors. So you could even say that I’m the lowest in rank among the people in the Central School. Heh heh…”

The old man chuckled lightly, then nodded to the young men who had gone out with him. Having received his approval, the young people immediately got up and started to put the small columns with two different colored spheres on different points.

The fact that the old man was just a simple attendant was supposed to disappoint many people. But no one was disappointed, except for a few people. Because they all knew very well that even a simple official in the Central School would be highly respected in many parts of the Crimson Lightning Empire.

When the juniors in charge had finished placing the pillars, the old man explained what the first test would be like: “The first test is usually the easiest, and it often measures one’s resource potential. However, I think that potential is not just dependent on profound strength. I think spirit, way of thinking, determination, will, and many such qualities also affect potential. Therefore, your first test will be a soul and age test.” The old man coughed several times from the weariness of old age.

“I don’t know if you’ve heard this before. However, the soul of people develops just like their age. The soul can sometimes be the same age as the person, sometimes younger, sometimes older. There are two different spheres on the columns that the officials have just placed. Of these, the black one measures the person’s own age, while the transparent one is used to measure the age of his soul. Since you can’t cheat even if you use profound strength in the age measurement test, if there is anyone who is not twenty years old or younger, leave now so as not to waste both your own and others’ time. Otherwise, their profound energies will be recorded and their attempts to cheat will be forwarded to the Combat Training Center. If there is nothing unclear, you can start the test. To pass the test, your actual age must be under twenty and your soul age must be at least one year older than your own age. If you meet these conditions, you will pass the test, otherwise, you will be eliminated.”

After the old man’s speech, the people who came here to cheat, saying that maybe I will pass the test by a miracle even though I am over twenty years old, gave up trying and started to leave when they heard that their attempts would be forwarded to the Combat Training Center.

Just that they wouldn’t be able to enter the Rezuba Battle School forever didn’t matter much more than they were already twenty years old anyway. However, if these cheating attempts were forwarded to the Combat Training Center, their chances of getting into other war training schools would also be greatly reduced as a result. It was totally unnecessary to risk something like that.

While nearly two thousand people who thought of cheating left, the rest began to take the soul and age test. Normally the test had to take a very long time because there were so many people. However, the time it took was greatly reduced when the old man’s commissioned twenty youths placed nearly a thousand test columns. All that had to be done was to put the hand of the test taker on the spheres and wait for the result to appear on the spheres as numbers.

When test takers first heard of the passing requirements, they were initially relieved. After all, even if their soul age was only one year older than their own age, they would pass. But what they didn’t know was the fact that it’s pretty hard for someone’s soul age to be one year older than their own age. The soul was maturing with the person himself, but even the slightest deficiency caused the development of the soul to slow down. Therefore, the first test that the old man did, although it seemed quite easy, was actually difficult enough to cause many people to be eliminated.

As people continued to take the test, so did the number of people claiming the results were wrong. After about ten minutes, it was Asil’s turn at last. He did not know his real age, but he had just turned sixteen before leaving the Mirza Clan if he accepted the age that his father, Cem Mirza, told him, as his own age. And it had been about five months since he left, so it must have been about seven months before he turned seventeen. As for the soul age… He didn’t have the slightest idea about her, but considering the Mirza Cultivation Art feeding his soul and his soul’s abnormal energy starvation he believed that it was at least one year older than his own age.

Asil reached out his left hand and placed his palm on the black sphere above the pillar. Slowly numbers began to appear in the middle of the sphere as he placed his hand:

“16.5”

Asil learned that his real age was sixteen and a half when he saw the numbers on the sphere. Although the age test did not tell the exact day he was born, it at least made him realize that the time of his birth was about a month earlier than Cem Mirza had said.

His age met the standards required to pass the test. Only soul age remained. If his soul age was also at least 1 year older than his age of 16.5, he would have a chance to enter the Rezuba Battle School, the most prestigious battle school in the Crimson Lightning Empire. Otherwise, he would leave here like dozens of people who had taken the age test and failed, and if he wanted to, he would have to try his luck in other war schools. As sad as this possibility was, he didn’t need to worry himself unnecessarily by thinking about it right now. After all, Asil had not yet taken the test and failed. Asil took a deep breath and cleared his mind. Then he stretched out his left hand and placed his palm on the black sphere resting on the pillar.

As Asil was somewhat happy in his heart to learn the truth about his own age, he slid his left palm over the transparent spheres and measured his soul age, which he hoped was at least one year older than his own age.

When he placed his hand, numbers began to appear in the middle of the transparent sphere, just like the black sphere, but the resulting number made Asil feel like he had been shot in the brain for a moment.

“999*”

When Asil saw the number on the sphere, before he could even understand what it was, the number that appeared for a moment suddenly became strange, and then the number on the sphere, which looked as if it had been distorted, changed again, causing a stupid expression on Asil’s face.

“****”

“17.5”