"That was a curious end to a satisfying day."
Outside of the simulation chamber, and outside of the ring itself, Mane lay down on his bed with his limbs spread akimbo. It was surely exhausting to spend several hours training. Even as a wielder, he still needed rest.
The simulation chamber was a very unique place. Mane found out that it wasn't just an illusion about two years ago. His suspicion began from his very first experience. That very day, his experience with the intelligent wolf had bred all sort of questions as to how real the simulation chamber was. After several years of fighting in that chamber, he was certain that everything was real.
It was almost as if he was teleported whenever he accessed the simulation chamber. But he was sure it wasn't a simple teleportation trick. If it was, he would have truly died in his first death match. Teleportation wouldn't have preserved his life on that memorable day.
He wasn't the only one who had these suspicions. The masters shared the same thoughts. Unfortunately, even the 3rd couldn't see through the simulation chamber. The 3rd had remarked that Uncle Jake was a genius to be able to evade her senses. A master who could elude the 3rd was definitely unordinary.
Mane was very curious to know how the chamber worked. But he'd have to wait for the day he meets Uncle Jake again to find out how. Though after finding out that everything he experienced was real, he had learned to show mercy whenever he could. After all, it may be a simulation to him, but it was another's life he was ending.
Cases like his recent run in with the 15 man Celestial team where the result was a total annihilation were rare. He didn't give that team a chance because one of them had called him a little bastard. Another arrogantly asked where 'the orphan's parents were?'. For a kid like Mane who had spent such little time with his parents, he was definitely not going spare those who touched his sore spot.
Another thing he learned was caution. Apart from his initial death experience, he had never 'died' again. After finding out it was real, there was no way he was going to risk a simulated 'death'.
The 6th had joked once that he would be the silliest Supreme to have ever lived if he died to a simulation. Death to a woman was okay he said, but not death in a simulation.
"Indeed. Those two were very interesting. They must be great talents even among the Greater Celestials. After all, breaking into the peak of the profound realm under the age of fifteen is an incredible achievement."
The 3rd seemed especially talkative today, speaking more than two sentences.
"Wait what! You're insinuating that those 'big' guys are just fifteen! How can you tell?"
Mane was dumbfounded by the words of the 3rd. The Celestials he had fought against were so tall. He had assumed that they were at the very least in their mid-twenties.
"Little one, have you forgotten who I am?"
Mane blushed a bit at the 3rd's words. In his surprise he had ignored the 3rd's specialty. The 3rd was a Spiritualist, and one of the best in the Universe. Her senses were far better than the average man. She could easily tell a wielder's level of cultivation without seeing them release any energy. She could tell a person's age, their bloodline, and even the number of glows they possessed. It was almost as though when she looked at a person, a screen appeared listing all of their information. Well, for all Mane knew, that may very well be the case.
The first laughed softly, amused by the interaction between the two.
"I have a question though. When am I going to start training in the ways of a Spiritualist? Oh and psychokinesis too."
Mane sounded excited. And why wouldn't he be? The aforementioned abilities were extremely rare in any part of the Universe- and he had the chance to study under the very best too! Under normal circumstances, becoming a Spiritualist was incredibly difficult. However, Mane did check several of the boxes. He was extremely intelligent, had an improbable bloodline, and only lacked a soul based bloodline. However, his bloodline was very unique. This made it possible for him to study as a Spiritualist. As for psychokinesis, the requirements were less stringent.
Even for a genius, studying to be an all-rounder was an impossibility- not Mane though. He was a Supreme! Though he had no idea what that meant- not for the lack of trying by the way- he was sure it was pretty awesome. His masters always sounded envious when they talked about it.
Anyway, he knew his impressive learning abilities was due to being a Supreme. The most amazing part was, he hadn't unlocked all of his abilities. Being a Supreme aside, his bloodline alone already granted him very impressive glows. It was unfortunate he hadn't really tried any of them yet. Well, that was a thought for later.
"Oh, patience little one. We'll start your lessons tomorrow morning."
The 3rd's voice was soft and doting, just as it always was. Of course, that was only towards Mane.
"Yessss! Finally! I'm so excited!"
Mane's face was beet red as he pumped his fist in excitement.
*BOOM*
The ceiling of his room had a huge hole in it, testament to what an uncontrolled fist from a profound level wielder could do. Mane's face reddened again, but this time it was in embarrassment.
"Hahaha. It's so fun to see you act like the kid you are. You act so mature at times we forget you're just ten years old" The 6th was ecstatic to see his little disciple so happy.
The other masters grunted in acknowledgement. It really was refreshing to see the mature Mane act his age.
Loud footsteps could be heard outside Mane's door. The other residents of the house were definitely startled by the noise- scared even. The commotion outside was enough to prove that the guards and servants thought there was an assassin.
"Looks like you've startled the entire house dear boy." The rare voice of the 2nd could be heard in Mane's mind. He didn't even have the time to enjoy listening to his greatest fan when his door was roughly opened.
"Are you alright, Young Master Mane?" The intruder was none other than Butler Fin, the in-charge for the past few years since Uncle Jake's absence.
"Yes, I am. Just failed at an experiment. Can you kindly get the builders to repair the damage tomorrow? Oh and kindly prepare another room for my use in the meantime."
"Of course, Young Master." Butler Fin acknowledged as he immediately instructed a servant to get the builders, and another to prepare a new room for the Young Master. He didn't ask what the experiment was. The older man knew that it wasn't in his place to do so.
"I was just about to call you down for dinner Young Master. If you don't mind…" Butler Fin gestured to the door to convey his intent.
"Oh good. I'm starving." Mane hurriedly walked towards the door, still very embarrassed by the 'incident'. However, Butler Fin's next words were enough to make him forget all about it.
"Before I forget Young Master, the Old Master and Madam contacted this lowly one just recently. They want you to be informed that they would be coming home soon."