Fire Cloud Camp’s crew—mostly royal kin.
The royal clan’s massive—beyond the main line, tons of side branches—billions strong after eons.
Aside from the core royals, side branches live posh but miles below the top dogs.
Still—the empire sifts the whole clan for talent—even side kin, shine in training, they’ll get boosted, climb the ranks, revive their line.
Strength rules—even among royals!
“That kid Peach Sis is towing—Emperor’s new disciple, Lin Yun, right?”
“Looks proper young!”
…
Strolling through, Lin Yun turned heads.
Word of Emperor Fire Cloud taking a disciple had spread—hit the camp too.
Curious eyes sized him up—what’s this kid got to snag the Emperor’s nod?
Peach Sis led him to a swanky courtyard.
“Lin Yun—this is your spot in Fire Cloud Camp—the whole place is yours, spruced up—if you’ve got family, they can move in,” Peach Sis said.
“Cheers,” Lin Yun clasped his fists.
“Fire Cloud Camp’s the empire’s talent forge—loads of training spots, like Seven Star Tower, Mindforce Land—all in this ‘Fire Cloud Camp Manual’—rules, map, the lot,” Peach Sis handed him a booklet.
“Got it,” Lin Yun took it.
“Our Mindforce Land’s a cracker—camp’s big draw—His Majesty and a bunch of immortals slogged to carve it out, just for royals—twists time flow—three months inside, one outside, aging just one month too—keen, eh? What monk wouldn’t drool over that?” Peach Sis grinned.
“Triple time flow?” Lin Yun gaped.
“Mindforce Land fits 10,000 at once—camp’s got hundreds of thousands—tight rules, limited slots per year,” she added.
Lin Yun got it—Mindforce Land’s like his One Thought Clarity Tower.
Tower’s fivefold—this is threefold.
But Mindforce Land takes thousands—Tower’s solo.
Scale-wise—Mindforce Land’s bonkers!
Peach Sis pivoted—still smiling, “But you’re His Majesty’s disciple—got his token—you can waltz into Mindforce Land anytime—Seven Star Tower too, same deal.”
“Oh?”
Lin Yun hadn’t clocked his perks were *that* lush.
Made sense—billions in the royal clan—most side kin never glimpse the Emperor—Lin Yun, hand-picked disciple, outranks them by miles!
Still—with his Tower—Mindforce Land’s no pull.
“Also—north of the palace—Empire Treasury—stacked with resources—you can shop there, your status gets you in,” Peach Sis said.
“Empire Treasury?” Lin Yun perked up—intrigued.
She gave him the rundown—told him to skim the manual for camp rules—then split.
Lin Yun stepped into the courtyard.
“Proper massive—bit of a waste for just me,” he mused, scoping it out.
Noise at the gate.
Lin Yun turned—soldiers marched in.
“Lord Lin Yun—His Majesty’s delivery,” one stepped up, handing over a storage ring.
“Ta,” Lin Yun took it.
“Lord Lin Yun—delivered—we’re off,” they said, then legged it.
Post-exit.
“Champ prize—and disciple perks, eh?” Lin Yun eyed the ring—hyped.
He probed it with soul-sense.
Three items.
Heart of Light, Heaven-Reversing Divine Stone, and a scroll!
“Heart of Light and Heaven-Reversing Divine Stone!”
He’d guessed aids for his mysteries.
Seeing them—his heart raced—couldn’t hold it in!
Heart of Light—for grasping the Mystery of Light.
Light and Darkness—toughest mysteries—gear to crack them rarer than the five elements!
Heart of Light? Pricier than Source Water Lotus—way more!
Outside—cash can’t touch it—monopolized stuff.
Without this hookup—chasing it’d be a slog.
Now? Easy pickings!
The Heaven-Reversing Divine Stone—rarer still—nuts!
Use it—forget Light temporarily—no clash while tackling Darkness.
No stone? Post-Light, Darkness’d be a nightmare!
Worth more than Heart of Light—priceless!
Both—untouchable treasures—money’s no good!
“Empire’s deep pockets—Master’s the best,” Lin Yun sighed—awed.
Once out of reach—now in hand.
That’s the Emperor Fire Cloud disciple life!
Resources? Hassles slashed.
But staying in the Emperor’s good books? That’s on Lin Yun dazzling—say, mastering Shadow Sword Art quick.
Pressure crept in—silent but real.
“Oh—the scroll,” Lin Yun pulled it out.
Besides the Heart and Stone—a ticket.
He unrolled it—an entry pass.
