The next morning...

Staring through the window, at the distant clear sky, Andrew inhaled deeply, feeling the refreshing morning breeze.

After going for about eight rounds with Ava the previous night he felt rejuvenated upon waking up, the tiring process required to breaththrough to the Sky Rank had also sped up a bit.

"She isn’t awake yet" , seeming unsettled that Andrew must have used his Golden Fluid on the slightly brown haired girl and made her enter a state similar to hibernation, Ava questioned.

"Hehehe, don’t worry she’s never been fucked that good before which is why it’s taking her body more time to recover from the euphoria she experienced." Andrew said, casting his charming blue haired step sister with delicate face enough to capture the heart of many men and youths alike an intense stare... So were her lips, a pink flush of art.

Gazing deeply at her, he walked towards her with gait steps, staring into her eyes as he stood before her, holding up her chin as he softly inserted his thumb between her lips...

’Fuck!’ feeling the carnal urge to press her down and stick his dick between them, pathing them wide open to see the bulge in her Mouth extended towards her throat.

’Such beauty’ not hiding his admiration, he slowly brought his mouth closer in an animated motion.

Ava on the other hand felt her face flush and her body seething under his gaze, succumbing to him. She could sense his desires through his gaze, wanting to press her down and all that. Yet she felt pleased and wanted him to from depth of her heart... Whilst, such look that if casted by any other person would be seen as disdain, and earn her err was what she felt pleased with coming from Andrew.

’Shit, it works’ sensing her willingness, Andrew felt his new created skill, Billionaire Pose, was s success. Dominant, romantic, and handsomeness, all combined into one would make women succumb to him if in a silent atmosphere. Soon enough he would test it on other girls.

Gazing into her eyes as he held her chin, pathing her lips slightly with his thumb while he brought up his lips closer to hers, about to launch a passionate section...

Knock! Knock... two short precise knocks landed on the door broke the tension

’Which bastard is it again?’ frowning as he glanced towards the door, motioning for Ava to stay in place, he walked to see who it would be. Surely it couldn’t be his father again right?

"How may I help you..." he was about to finish the sentence but halted upon meeting the stern face of the silver haired middle aged man, expressionless.

" We are moving now, things got riled up and the trial ended earlier than usual. Avalon only opens today." His face appeared tense for a moment before realizing he hadn’t sighted Ava.

" Your sister?" he added with furrowed brows, only for Ava to reveal her cold self.

"Good, there should be no problem moving now"

’Ehn?’ Andrew and Ava both glanced at each other, before furtively glancing back at the bed.

"Having a problem?" they heard the silver haired man question, but then turned to give a nod signifying ’No’ at the same time.

"Good, let’s depart" his voice was stern, giving up the vibe that he would abandon them the instant they refused.

" Hmmm" Andrew gave a quick nod and followed. Whilst Ava just followed quietly.

Instantly the silver haired man impression of Andrew and Ava turned good, having least expected them to express a bit discountenance of having their told days was cut short like some arrogant prideful scion would do.

Quickly, they appeared outside the building, attracting the attention of most passersby who glanced at the leading man respectfully.

’Just what sort of position does he hold...’ not lingering on these thoughts, Andrew followed alongside Ava until they finally got to the building, more appropriately, the Hall they had been taken to on the night they arrived.

Though the man appeared hesitant at first, he still went in nevertheless...

Orchestrated with a simple and balanced design, brightly illuminated by the light of the clear sky that slipped through the window, the atmosphere was so calm and relaxing that one would want to sleep. A contrast to what it had been on that night. Also, there were no guys hovering mid air, instead they were sitting peacefully at the far extreme corners of the hall, almost unnoticeable that one would elude them after entering.

A refreshing feeling washed over him, the hall was filled abundantly with the rumored Mystic Essence. His muscles relaxed and the speed at which his cultivation technique circulated energy through his veins increased.

The one with even more vivid change was Ava who experienced a breakthrough, her aura rose to the Peak of Mystic Rank, saturating before receding like a tide.

"Good seedlings?" a piqued voice laced with appreciation came from the other side of the hall. The green haired milf, which he suspected to be hot if not behind that table, the same woman Sir Remus referred to as Lady Vera, fitted her pair of fashioned round glasses as she put down the little booklet she had been reading.

Though others couldn’t notice it, the surrounding Mystic Essence which Andrew absorbed disappeared without a trace. There wasn’t a slight bit of Energy leaking off him to reveal his Rank. While Ava experienced a breakthrough upon her first contact with Essence, Andrew’s strangeness wasn’t any less. She thought.

"Bring out your tokens," the silver haired man instructed, turning to both siblings as he signaled for them to be quick.

" Here..." following that, the familiar sight of branches growing out of the table appeared, tiny branches extended and wrapped around their tokens, before taking it back to the woman.

"As Dragondale scions, you’ll be given 1000 Avalon Points upon entering the Academy... Just show them this." As if marking their tokens, the green luscious haired woman said, handing over the tokens to the branches beside her which rapidly extended back towards them and dropped it on their palms.