The First Cultivator - Changing Existence-Chapter 758: The Ruler of the Scholar Region -

By now, Mora was thoroughly shocked. He had never imagined that someone besides his father would have so much more intelligence and knowledge than him.

He nodded at Skymender's words.

Skymender spent an hour teaching him about some basic science principles before leaving.

"If you want me to return, send someone with plenty of money and a contract. Otherwise, you are free to find someone else." Skymender said as he left.

Mora was still stunned by this prospective teacher of his.

The person who had graded Skymender's test, also known as the Chairman, walked back into the room.

"How was it, sir?" He asked Mora.

Mora looked at him without speaking for a moment.

"I must go see my father now." He said, getting up to leave.

The Chairman nervously stepped aside, unsure of what had happened.

Mora walked up the floors of the Imperial Palace, eventually reaching the lone room on the top floor.

He nervously knocked on the door.

"Come in." An old, raspy voice said.

Mora took a deep breath and opened the door.

A gust of wind blew many papers around the room, but neither of the two figures present paid it any attention.

The room was dark, with an open balcony in the distance. The sky was dark. A storm was approaching.

A single figure sat on the ground, writing with a brush that never stopped moving.

He faced away from Mora, his entire body obscured in shadow.

"I found a new teacher, father. He is extremely intelligent, unbelievably so. I would like to request your permission to use resources to have him become my permanent teacher."

The figure momentarily did not respond in any way, his brush never once ceasing.

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Only after a few moments did he speak. "Go ahead."

His voice was slow and unstable, as though he had not spoken for a long time.

Mora bowed and left the room, not daring to wait around for a moment longer than necessary.

The figure sat in the room and looked out at the distant stormy sky. His writing never once ceased.

"A great storm is coming." He said. "I wonder how the wind and rain will shake this world?"

Even as a lightning bolt lit up the sky, slightly brightening the room, only a pair of smiling teeth, field with infinite interest, could be seen.

At the camp of the Continent of Wu, the Emperor spoke to Sword Grandmaster Shang.

"By now, Skymender should have reached the capital of the Scholar Region."

Although his words seemed calm and analytical, there was something deep in his tone that hinted otherwise. It was something never heard before by anyone, including Sword Grandmaster Shang.

Sword Grandmaster Shang spoke. "Is there something there worthy of your concern?"

The Emperor nodded. "There is a man there, a terrifying man. No matter how many cycles I go through, he can still find a way to defeat me. If the Ancient Emperor and Sword Grandmaster Tianzhao were likened to no more than fish on a chopping block, this man would be an unsurpassable barrier blocking our way."

Even Sword Grandmaster Shang couldn't help but be surprised. "Are you saying you've never defeated this man?"

The Emperor shook his head. "No. I can defeat him around 50% of the time, but you must understand that it is with all of my knowledge over so many cycles. Even then, doing the same thing in two different cycles can bring a different result. This time, I have Skymender. If by some miracle, Skymender helps us defeat him, then the rest will be simple."

"Who exactly is this man you speak of?" Sword Grandmaster Shang asked.

"The ruler of the Scholar Region. Though that is his only name at this point in time, he has been known by many other names in the future. The Seer, the Fate Scryer, the Eye of Time. Each one represents the fact that he is so intelligent and calculative, it is believed he can see the future."

"Can he?" Sword Grandmaster Shang asked.

"I don't know." The Emperor said. "But I wouldn't be at all surprised if he could."

The next day, Skymender received a visitor.

He brought along a contract and a bag of gold.

Skymender read over it and found it satisfactory. He signed it and returned the next day.

Mora was waiting patiently at the table.

When he saw Skymender, he got up and bowed. "Please guide me."

Skymender nodded. "A better attitude. Let's begin."

Skymender spent five hours teaching the boy before leaving. With his down payment money, he was able to buy an expensive house in the inner city and stay there.

For the next week, he taught Mora for five hours a day, as per the contract. Should he stay more than five hours a day, his pay would be doubled for that time.

Every other day, Mora would speak to his father about what he learned, though he rarely received a response.

After a week, however, his father spoke. "What did you say your teacher's name was?"

This question alone caused Mora's mind to spin. Looking through his entire life, he could never once remember a time when his father had asked a question.

Was this... showing interest?

He quickly stumbled out an answer. "Skymender."

His father nodded. "Bring him to me tomorrow."

If the question caused his mind to spin, the request caused his world to collapse.

He could barely remember the next few minutes as he agreed and left.

The next day, his state was clearly not conducive to learning, something Skymender noticed as soon as he entered the room.

"What is wrong?" Skymender asked.

Mora looked at him for a moment before speaking. "My-My father wants to meet you."

Skymender was surprised. "Meet me? For what?"

Mora spoke. "I don't know, but if he wants to meet you, it can't be anything usual. Prepare for anything."

Skymender saw many emotions in Mora's eyes, the most prominent being fear and shock.

Skymender nodded and began to walk towards the top of the palace.