Chapter 109: Jasper Waldon.

Haru looked at the man who had appeared by his side in confusion. His eyebrows raised as he didn't recognise the man at all. 'Aren't all of these people from the upper realms? Why would someone help me out like this?' Haru thought.

"Thank you Elan. So Mr Yang. Do you mind if I have a chat with you in private?" The old man in white clothes asked with his hand still placed firmly on Haru's shoulder.

"Not at all. I would love to find out what you want to talk about." Haru said bluntly and then stared at the old man.

Haru followed the old man with all eyes now on him. 'This guy seems to be pretty famous around here. I doubt he is up to no good' Haru thought as he continued to follow him through a wooden door and into an empty room.

The walls, floor and ceiling were all white and the only things within the room were a desk and two chairs. It seemed to be a meeting room of some kind but it looked too clean to be used that often. The man then looked at Haru for a few moments with suspicion.

"I just have a few questions for you. Are you perhaps related to Wen Yang?" The man asked and then looked down at Haru for a reaction but his face was still being blocked by the mask so there were no signs of facial expressions from him.

"Wen Yang? No. I haven't heard that name before unfortunately. Is there anything else you need? I kind of want to get matched for a fight before sunrise." Haru stated. And then crossed his arms impatiently.

"That's too bad. I owe that man a debt of life. But no matter how hard I look for him I can't seem to find him. I thought you might have been his grandchild or something.

But I'm glad we have a young man like you in our Human Clan. Which city do you come from if you don't mind me asking?" The old man seemed happy as he inspected Haru.

'You probably wouldn't have heard of it before. I am from the lower realm. My teacher suggested that I come here and practice for a little bit." Haru responded.

"Oh? The lower realms? You are lucky. Time here flows hundreds if not thousands of times faster than the time in the lower realms.

One week here should be around one hours worth of time in the lower realms. It depends on how far out in the universe your home is. What galaxy are you from?

My great grandfather actually came from the lower realms when he was younger." The old man seemed more interested in Haru now he knew that he was from the lower realms.

'I can stay here for a full week and it will only be an hour of time back home? What? Why didn't Lao tell me this? I would have prepared better.' Haru thought before realising he had been asked a question.

"The milky way galaxy. Do you know it?" Haru asked.

The old man was silent for a minute before rubbing his beard for a few seconds.

"Milky Way? I'm afraid not. You must be very far out in the middle of nowhere. That is even more amazing. Not many people from the lower realms will manage to reach this place.

But I do have another question for you. Where did you learn The Breath of Shadow technique? I have a student who is also studying this technique but he can't seem to understand the concept of becoming a shadow." The old man explained.

"Um, Well my teacher taught me. And if you need a tip on how to learn the technique then you have to be in a room with as little light as possible. Can I go now?" Haru asked. Getting slightly fed up of the conversation. He then began to walk back toward the door.

"Wait. One more thing… Why are you wearing a mask?" He asked Haru as he stood in the doorway with his hand on the handle.

"So I don't have to worry about revenge if I decide to kill someone," Haru stated like the words meant nothing to him and then opened the door and walked back out into the main area of the pyramid.

'What an interesting child… He didn't even seem to care who I was… Are all the cultivators from the lower realms like this? Maybe I should keep an eye on him.' The old man dressed in white thought to himself as he watched the door to the room he was still standing in slowly close.

Just as Haru was about to make his way outside he felt someone glaring at him from across the room. He couldn't quite pinpoint wherefrom so he used his Spiritual essence to find out where the glare was coming from.

He looked up. Instantly spotting the blond elven girl from earlier watching him from the corner of the room.

"You! Human boy. Come here!" She shouted across the room causing it to go silent as everyone turned to see the commotion.

'What is she thinking? Everyone here is a cultivator why is she causing so much attention?' Haru thought to himself and then decided against interacting with her. He looked straight ahead and then made his way back outside into the yard that he had arrived in.

"Hey! Are you death?! I told you to come here!" The girl's voice followed him all the way outside as she ran after him.

Haru paid no attention to her as he spotted something interesting. On the other side of the yard, there seemed to be little stone tablets with the same type of screen that they had inside the building. People ha gathered around them and formed a single file line.

"Excuse me? Where do I sign up to fight?" Haru asked a passerby.

"Just over there. The line is kind of long so you might have to wait a while." The passerby said and then pointed over to where Haru had been looking confirming his suspicions.

"Thank you," Haru said with gratitude and then began to walk over to the line.

"I COME HERE! STOP WALKING AWAY FROM ME!" The girl's voice now shook the ground as she shouted at Haru.

Haru turned to look at the girl stood at the top of the steps with her arms crossed. She looked down upon Haru and then smiled when she saw that he was looking.

"Good. Now come here." She spoke sternly.

Haru laughed to himself and then raid his hand in the air and slowly closed his hand into a fist but leaving his middle finger sticking up. He then shook his head in disappointment and turned to join the line.

"How dare you! I will cut that finger…" The girl began to shout.

"How dare I? No. How dare you. I am not your servant and I don't owe you anything. If you want to talk then you come over to me and talk. I am not going to come to you just because you order me to.

Didn't your parents teach you any better? I will give you a reality check. You are not important or special just because you have family connections.

Nobody gives a crap who you are so don't go around demanding things with an arrogant attitude. You look weak and foolish." Haru shouted back at her feeling confident that he could do whatever he pleased since he couldn't be identified.

The girl stood at the top of the steps, speechless. She didn't know how to respond to someone talking to her like this. Her whole life she had gotten her own way but now she felt confusion as she looked back at Haru with a bit of understanding.

She felt nervous as Haru stared at here waiting for a reply. But it never came. The girl then walked in the opposite direction without saying anything else.

Haru then joined the line of people waiting to sign up for a fight. He wasn't really paying attention when the person in front of him in the line turned and spoke.

"You probably shouldn't have spoken to that girl like that." The man turned. His voice was deep and coarse but his appearance was young and youthful. He had long brown hair and had pointed ears the stuck out from underneath his hair.

"Why? Is she some kind of big shot in your clan?' Haru asked the elven man in front of him.

"Something like that. Her great great grandmother is one of the three Elven gods. So she is seen as it stands that little girl is important to a lot of our people. It might be dangerous if people from her faction find out." The man warned.

"Are you part of her faction? Should I be worried about you killing me right here?" Haru asked the man in a joking way.

"No. I thought that was obvious though. Her faction of elves all have blond hair. I am a descendant of Waldon. That is why my hair is brown. And the other faction… Well, they don't come out very often they have red hair." The man explained the three factions of elves to Haru.

"You have factions based on hair colour alone? What kind of logic is that?" Haru asked in confusion.

"I don't know but it has been like that for many generations." The man laughed and then held out his hand for Haru to shake.

"The names Jasper Waldon." The elven man said.

"I'm… Luo Yang." Haru said with a stutter as he almost used his real name. He shook the man's hand and then looked back as he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

A dark shadow vanished from the steps as soon as he turned to look. 'What was that?' He thought as he wondered about what he had just seen.