After advancing, Yale started to switch between training his Origin Qi and practicing Basic Healing.

Increasing the Origin Qi was equivalent to increasing the Origin Points, that would let him use more skills in battle, and that was important in front of a dangerous situation, and he was sure that the special realm would have a lot of dangerous situations.

As for training Basic Healing, Yale wanted to be able to heal his friends, even if they had scars afterward, as long as they avoided dying from loss of blood it was alright.

Furthermore, Basic Healing could also heal with altered states like when he healed Wyba after leaving the portal.

After all, Yale could only use Time Healing for one second before exhausting almost all his Origin Points; it could heal a big injury a bit, but not fully treat someone.

Yale practiced in his room, with Wyba as his only company for the whole week.

He had managed to increase Basic Healing to level six, which also lowered the cost of the spell.

Most skills increased the cost as the skill leveled up or at most remained equal, however, it was just the opposite in the healing magic.

The power of healing was always the same, but when the skill leveled up its cost was reduced. However, the reduction was also related to the affinity.

At the level five, Basic Healing required seven Origin Points, while at level six it only required six Origin Points.

Yale also managed to increase his Origin points to twenty-four it wasn’t a huge increase but was very good for only one week of training.

In fact, the formations in the Imperial City made easier to practice any Path inside it; even mastering spells were easier than in other places.

Yale wasn’t the only one who trained a lot that week; all the other students of the Nacesai Academy managed to improve more in one week than in one month.

They even started to dream about how wonderful it would be living in the Imperial City.

Even if they didn’t know the reasons for it, the fact was that their training speed improved since they reached the Imperial City.

The only one who improved almost nothing in comparison was Heruk.

He only awoke on the third day. Even if a teacher had healed him after the battle with Yale, he didn’t treat all the internal injuries Yale provoked, so his practice speed decreased.

However, the Imperial City increase compensated it, so Heruk didn’t feel anything strange in his body and felt that his training was going as usual.

Yale’s plan was a successful one, and thanks to the Imperial City, Heruk didn’t even notice the state of his body.

After the week had passed, Swordmad took all the kids towards a big plaza where the space-time tunnel towards the special realm would appear.

The noble clans and the imperial family used a lot of resources to find that special realm and open the passage, it was similar to a teleportation portal, but the destiny was a place that wasn’t in the same dimension they were.

As for what was inside, no one knew.

They opened quite a few similar realms in the past, and the result differed each time.

Experts of the past created those special realms, and usually, they had left legacies to the younger generation of the future.

However, some of the creators had wicked personalities and a lot of times the majority of the kids who entered such realms didn’t come back.

Thus, the noble clans and the imperial family also gave spots to academies and kids from other cities, they were cannon-fodder.

Increasing the total numbers would diminish the chances of death in their side.

However, even if those kids knew the reason because they were able to enter the special realm they were still willing to enter.

In the past, some of the so-called cannon-fodder had managed to obtain strokes of good luck inside and that changed their whole lives.

Others were noticed by the kids of the noble families and managed to join their clans, also changing their lives.

Thus, even if the chances of death were high for them, the possibilities for their future were enticing enough to risk.

Of the Nacesai Academy group, only Yale knew about their real use in the special realm because Swordmad had told him.

However, Yale didn’t mind about that.

The fact Swordmad told to him that even the nobles families felt that the special realms were dangerous and then selected cannon-fodder to reduce the deaths in their side, only confirmed to Yale that it was possible to obtain great rewards inside.

Usually, danger and opportunity were related, the more risk, the more chances of obtaining good fortune.

The ones who were nearest the gate where the members of the noble clans and the imperial family, they had merely sent five people each one, a total of thirty kids.

There were only five noble clans, but all of them had experts more powerful than Swordmad or Sainac.

Furthermore, it wasn’t strange found some people at Swordmad’s level in any of those clans. Even if there weren’t a lot of them, they weren’t as rare as in Nacesai City.

As for the imperial family, their head was the empire founder emperor himself, who was acknowledged as the most powerful expert from the empire even if he didn’t appear in public in more than thousand years.

However, even if that was common knowledge in the Imperial City, no one knew what would happen if the five noble clans joined hands to attack the imperial family.

Fortunately, the five noble clans and the imperial family always had quite a good relationship, and there were a lot of marriages between them, so such conflict never happened.

The space-time passage opened, and the kids started to enter.

Swordmad bid farewell to Yale and the others and stood at the side seeing how they entered the special realm.

“Good luck Yale, I hope you can return alive.”

Swordmad didn’t say those words, he only spoke them in his mind.

***

After Yale stepped into the space-time passage, he felt a sensation even worse than the one he felt at the teleportation portal; he managed avoided vomiting due to his Pain Tolerance Passive Skill and his own will force.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that all the kids were on the floor vomiting and in a sorry state.

Furthermore, of all the Nacesai Academy’s group he only saw Heruk, the others had disappeared.

Yale looked carefully at the others; there weren’t even the ten percent of the people who entered the special realm.

There was no way that so many people just disappeared; they should have reached a different place in the special realm.

Heruk was also vomiting, he didn’t even felt the teleportation gate before, so for him that experience was terrible. Furthermore, as someone who wasn’t used to any type of suffering, that experience was especially bad for him.

Yale wanted to kill him, but he feared that killing someone just after enter the special realm would enrage the others, his priority was obtaining a good fortune in the realm.

As for killing Heruk, he needed to do it stealthily or left it for after leaving the realm.

There were only one group of kids who weren’t vomiting.

Yale remembered them as they were all in the group of kids who belonged to the noble clans, there was even one of them who belonged to the imperial family.

However, there were only four of them; they were also dispersed although they didn’t seem confused as if that was a normal thing.

It was evident that their knowledge about special realms was far higher than the rest.

That group of four was composed of two guys and two girls.

They were looking to Yale; it was strange that someone who didn’t belong to the noble clans or the imperial family managed to support the space-time passage without vomiting.

They had a specialized training before to become used to that kind of passages, but that was something that only their background could provide.

As Yale saw that the group of four looked at him, he bowed towards them.

Yale remembered Swordmad’s words, and he didn’t want to provoke them.

Even if their clans couldn’t come to the special realm, once they went out Yale would only await death if such clans wished to kill him because he offended some of their members.

Furthermore, as they seemed more knowledgeable about special realms it was better to be on good terms with them, bowing a bit to them wasn’t a problem to Yale, he wasn’t an arrogant kid after all.

The four seemed very satisfied after seeing that Yale didn’t forget to bow even if they weren’t in the Imperial City.

After that, one of the guys spoke to Yale.

“What’s your name?”

Yale was unperturbed by the question, and he merely replied respectfully.

“My name is Yale; it’s my pleasure to meet you.”

Yale was respectful to them not only because of their powerful clans but also because they were able to resist the space-time tunnel, which showed that they weren’t ordinary.

Even if one trained, it was still difficult to get used to the space-time passage while being in such low realm, only true geniuses with both power and will force were able to do it.