Lightning Is the Only Way

Gravis visited his old place of employment alone. He wouldn't need Orthar or Yersi here. Instead, Orthar walked around the city, procuring more materials again. Usually, he always had to quickly run and get materials when there were fewer customers since the Gravitas was going through materials like crazy. Yet, with the Gravitas being closed for two days, Orthar decided that this was just the perfect opportunity for Orthar to get more.

Meanwhile, Yersi decided to spend the next two days with her grandparents and relax. Yersi and Gravis' mother hit it off rather well. Gravis' mother was very fond of Yersi's humble and approachable mindset. The fact that Yersi looked like a killing machine was no deterrent to her.

Gravis entered the building and looked at the familiar hall. Whenever he had come to class back then as a Research Assistant, he had gone through this hallway. He still remembered greeting the receptionist every time with his best friend.

What was his name again?

Gravis couldn't really remember the name of that friend back then. It just had been far too long, but he still remembered how he had felt when that friend died in the first practical exam.

Yet, that was to be expected. Some people would have thought that the death rate was only there to scare the new students. After all, which company would allow their recruits to die?

Of course, such thoughts were naïve. The cultivation world was cruel, and only very few managed to get back from the lower world. If they couldn't even get through these practical exams, they would have no hope of coming back to the highest world.

Luckily, their families received a generous one-time payment when the students had signed up. The payment was comprised of three Immortal Stones.

That was generous?

One had to remember that the teenagers that went into this company came from weak backgrounds. These backgrounds couldn't even afford proper cultivation techniques for their children, and even if they could, this powerful company obviously gave better training. After all, it was the company's business to get as many people to ascend as possible. They were pretty good at it.

With these three Immortal Stones, the families could give another heir a powerful start or use it for their own lives. Three Immortal Stones was a ton of wealth.

In the lower world, Gravis had used Spirit Stones to buy all of his stuff. He still remembered that he had needed a little less than 6,000 Spirit Stones to reach the Spirit Forming Realm.

Yet, three Immortal Stones would count as three million Spirit Stones, which was the equivalent of an entire Elemental Sect in the lower world. This showed how much three Immortal Stones were for these families.

asked as she

shook his head to break out of his nostalgia. "Yes," Gravis said with a polite smile as he summoned the

When she saw the

up. "Please follow me," she said

as he followed

Spirit. If the company didn't want him to snoop, they would just isolate these rooms. That literally cost no Immortal Stones and wouldn't need

cultivators being taught. When Gravis saw that, he fell into

also very quickly found a familiar

Realm Cultivator

was Gravis'

demise. Additionally, Gravis also remembered how he had curbed Gravis' Will-Aura before the final practical exam. However, that was understandable. Gravis had had his Will-Aura constantly unleashed, and when someone unleashed their Will-Aura on Gravis today, he would also take that as an

name again?' Gravis thought with furrowed brows. 'I think it started with an

the receptionist asked from in front of Gravis. "I can tell you more about them if you're

need. I was

were?" she asked. "But

Obsidian Ring. "I'm

immediately remembered the small kid from back then. At first, that

Additionally, he was

approachable now. "I still remember you, but you really changed.

memories. "I returned very quickly and got my Research Adept Emblem. Sadly, someone in the Sky Community stole it from me back then, making it impossible for me to return here. Yet, thanks to my

no need. My father was the one that sent me to the next

policy. Young people make mistakes. Disallowing them from continuing just because they lost something seems far too extreme to me, but what can I do? I'm just

just shitty policies," Gravis said

the old times but stopped when they arrived in front of a door. The receptionist opened the