"D-Don't you want to lick Master's muscles too, Grandmaster?"

Veia asked Floriana Sabina as she fidgeted.

"No."

Floriana Sabina replied in a monotone voice. There's no way she's gonna lick her disciple's muscles.

"Ehhhh!?"

Veia looked at Floriana Sabina in disbelief. She thought that Floriana Sabina was also like her since she was the one who suggested this to her anyway.

"Hmph! You thought I'm a pervert like you?"

Floriana Sabina snorted and raised her chin in pride.

"Hah?"

Rant Valo glanced at the two of them in thought. He left the bed and stood up.

"Let's explore the town one more time before we head to the Sect Tournament."

Rant Valo said to them. His clone also stood up and waited beside him.

"Okay!"

"Yey, Master!"

Floriana Sabina and Veia nodded her head.

They explored the town's shops and rare delicacies for a whole day.

…

At the side of a mountain in the Immoral Cleansing Sect, a huge flat platform was in use.

There was a thick crowd cheering around the platform. All of them were disciples of the Immoral Cleansing Sect. They were cheering for their beloved Senior Brother or Senior Sister.

"Waaaaa! It's Senior Brother Khan and Senior Brother Torse!"

The girls in the crowd cheered loudly when a tall and handsome slim man entered the platform. In front of him was a slim man that was shorter than him. They were Senior Brother Khan and Senior Brother Torse respectively.

"Torse! I'll show you what it means to lose before a huge crowd with that arrogance of yours!"

Khan shouted at Torse solemnly.

"Haha, stop daydreaming! I have been the top 10th Mana Condensation disciple of this sect for years!"

Torse chuckled hearing his words. It was like a joke for him.

An old man with wrinkly skin and a bald head walked to the center of the platform.

"This will be the final battle for this Sect Tournament! You both have done well to reach this point. Now, fight!"

The old man disappeared from the platform with a blur. He reappeared outside the platform and watched the fight.

"Light Judgement Spear!"

Khan raised his right hand to the air, and a bright white spear appeared while floating in the air.

"Light of the Heavenly Fallstreak!"

Torse shouted similarly with a raise of his hand. The clear blue skies suddenly darkened, and a small hole appeared in the clouds. It created a beautiful fallstreak that falls to the ground.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

They both shouted, and their magic techniques were propelled forward.

Khan's light spear zoomed and aimed for Torse. Torse's fallstreak fell and rapidly intercepted the light spear.

Boom!

The two magic techniques collided. Instead of destroying each other, the magic techniques resisted the other. They were stuck in the center of the platform. Both Khan and Torse could feel their mana being quickly drained as they struggled to push away the other magic technique.

"Humu. They are equal in strength."

The old man from earlier spoke in thought as he watched.

"Sect Elder Andre, who do you think will win?"

A female sect disciple asked him from the side.

"That is hard to determine, young girl. Torse has been a 10th Mana Condensation stage cultivator for much longer than Khan. His foundations are solid. As for Khan… He's a good talent, but even that is not enough to determine the winner."

The old man replied to her.

"I see! Thank you, Sect Elder Andre!"

The female sect disciple nodded in understanding.

The two fought with different types of Light Element magic techniques. Their fight had turned into a battle of attrition as they tried to exhaust the other's mana while preserving and recovering their own.

In the end, it was Torse who won. He had more mana than Khan as he had been trying to surpass the whole Mana Condensation stage for so long.

"Congratulations to Torse Ghin for winning this time's Sect Tournament!"

The Sect Elder Andre announced.

"Ohhhhh!!!"

"Waaaa!! Senior Brother Torse! I can bear your babies!"

The crowd cheered for Torse Ghin. He had a smug arrogant smile as he stood in the center of the platform with a lot of attention.

"These are four Evil Sacra Lotus Flower Petals. This will be your reward! It's much better than the previous on—"

The Sect Elder was just about to pass the four petals to Torse Ghin when a loud voice interrupted them.

"Halt! I demand a fight!"

Rant Valo walked up the platform with a confident smile hanging on his face. His hair was still done in a ponytail. This time he was wearing his old sect robes.

The crowd looked at Rant Valo in confusion.

"Who are you?"

Sect Elder Andre squinted his eyes and examined Rant Valo.

"Me? I'm just a villager!"

Rant Valo replied with a smile on his face.

"A villager, you say?"

Sect Elder Andre looked at Rant Valo with interest.

"Hey you, shorty! Fight me!"

Rant Valo pointed at Torse arrogantly.

Floriana Sabina was watching from the crowd. She couldn't help but nod her head in satisfaction. Her disciple has certainly learned from her.

"S-Shorty!?"

Torse looked at Rant Valo with disbelief and anger. He didn't expect someone would dare insult him in front of the crowd. Besides, he wasn't that short!

"I accept! But we need to have a wager!"

Torse walked towards Rant Valo with confidence. He wasn't scared of anything right now. He was the strongest 10th Mana Condensation stage disciple of his sect right now. He didn't believe that someone could get to his level.

"T-Torse! Can't you see that he's not even a member of the sect!"

Sect Elder Andre couldn't help but say to him.

"I can see that! I just can't stand arrogant nobodies looking down on me!"

Torse replied with anger.

"A wager, huh? I'll take all of your prizes."

Rant Valo thought and replied with a smile. He was gonna get back the flower petals that he spent for free. It was not a bad deal.

"Heh! Don't come begging forgiveness when I win! I want you to strip naked and sit on that pole with your legs raised from the ground."

Torse grinned evilly at Rant Valo.