Brushing off the odd conversation he had with Arin, Tyr continued thinking about Hanzo, Noa, and Malon.

As he continued thinking about them, I, the narrator, almost switched perspectives over to their point of view. Almost…

Tyr turned, taking a breath before sitting on the floor.

‘Since I have nothing to do for a while, I’m just going to cultivate those two pills I got.’

He began to use his Shadow Flock Cultivation Technique.

Within a short amount of time, he had gained 4 levels altogether.

‘It looks like I’m only gaining levels faster as I cultivate more.’ He smiled as he stood up.

‘This is what a good cultivation technique should do… but I imagine there is a point where I flatline in progress.’

[Vitality: 140/140 → 142]

[Strength: 150 → 152]

[Stamina: 135/135 → 136]

[Speed: 135 → 137]

[Aura: 135 → 136]

By this time, the ship had floated above the mountain peaks.

All of the scouts on board couldn’t help but throw their heads off the edge of the railings and peer down at the branches below.

Tyr didn’t shy away, also doing the same.

The ship was currently above one of the 10 mountain peaks, which also happened to be one of the 5 that held a real faction branch.

Tyr paid attention to the chatter around him.

“Look at it! It must be the Free Flowing Peak! That is one of the best branches out there!”

“Wow… it’s so red. All the buildings look like they have been coated with shiny blood.”

“Look! I think I see the training grounds.”

“I hope I am allowed to enter that one…”

“Screw that! Apparently the training is stupidly rigorous there. The Branch Captain I hear is some sort of hardened monster!”

Tyr chuckled to himself on hearing this.

‘Hardened monster, huh? Well… I guess some could see her that way.’

He immediately knew who the captain was.

Thinking back to when he and Judgment were first separated, Hanzo had joined the Free Flowing Peak.

The captain was a tall lady with a very lewd and provocative look to her. Despite that, she was indeed rough from what Tyr remembered.

‘To think… Hanzo is down there right now doing his training,’ Tyr said to himself, looking down at the peak.

He could see an intricate network of winding roads carved into the mountain’s surface, weaving between a series of sprawling buildings.

The architecture stood out, blending rugged stone foundations with ornate designs that shimmered faintly in the sunlight, as if infused with traces of Aura.

Training halls and grand courtyards sprawled across the mountain like veins of life, pulsating with activity even from a distance.

For a moment, Tyr’s mind wandered. He imagined Hanzo, his head bowed low, serving as a stool for Captain Maxim, her imposing figure sitting confidently on his back while she smirked and casually licked an apple.

The scene sent a shiver of discomfort down Tyr’s spine.

“Yikes,” he muttered under his breath. “I hope his training isn’t actually like that… then again, maybe something like that will knock a dream into him.” He let out a quiet chuckle.

As the ship began its descent, Tyr’s attention shifted to the surrounding landscape.

The jagged peaks of the Ten High Mountain Range towered over a massive valley below, their shadows stretching like sentinels over a vast expanse of dense green forest.

The mountains themselves were gargantuan, their summits manipulated and repurposed for the towering faction branches, each one a city of its own.

Only their very peaks held these branches, leaving the majority of the mountain range cloaked in mystery and untouched wilderness.

The valley between the peaks sprawled endlessly, a verdant sea of trees stretching over what seemed to be 500 miles. Find your next read on мѵʟ

Tyr’s gaze scanned the horizon, searching for signs of his destination, but all he saw was an expanse of emerald that refused to give any answers.

He frowned, his patience already thinning.

‘So now I have to wait another hour or so?’ he thought irritably, tapping his fingers against the railing.

As if in answer to his frustration, the ship suddenly illuminated with a vibrant blue Aura.

A chorus of startled gasps rose from the passengers as the vessel surged forward, accelerating at a breakneck pace.

It was like being flung on a rollercoaster. The sheer force of the wind pushed at their faces, rippling skin like disturbed water.

Hair flew wildly in all directions, and everyone scrambled to grab hold of anything within reach.

‘You’re telling me it could do this the whole time!?’ Tyr thought, his irritation rising along with the ship’s speed.

Within moments, a large clearing emerged in the heart of the valley.

Thick green forest encircled it like a natural barrier, but the clearing itself was a marvel.

It was a sprawling layout of streets and buildings, bustling with life even at this distance.

The entire expanse seemed alive, a thriving hub of activity hidden within the vastness of the mountains.

Tyr’s eyes narrowed as a faint grin crept onto his face.

“So this is the Immortal Peak… interesting.”

The ship’s momentum declined, slowing to its normal speed again and giving everyone breathing room.

It lowered all the way until it reached the floor.

“That was fun, wasn’t it?” Arin’s voice spooked Tyr from behind.

As soon as Tyr made eye contact with her, she turned, joining the line of people wanting to exit the ship.

“Come on… let me show you around.”

Tyr followed behind her.

“Isn’t this your first time being here as well? How do you even know about this place?”

Arin chuckled.

“No, silly. I’ve been here my whole life.”

Tyr’s eyes expanded.

“What?” he said under his breath, surprised.

“Enough of that for now… I’ll get you situated!”

The two hopped off the side of the ship together, joining the others on the ground.

Surprisingly enough, there were barely 5 people on the ground.

Tyr looked back up at the ship, noticing the majority of the scouts still on board.

‘Hmm… I guess they are going to the other peaks.’ Tyr turned again, scanning the area around him.

He was in a massive courtyard outside of the gates of the branch.

The inside looked like a mix of a futuristic city while also being a western marvel of architecture.

There wasn’t a single inch of land that wasn’t covered with something, whether it be a building, decoration, statue, road, or whatever else.

All either made of metallic objects, white stone, or dark brown and bright red wood.

After everyone departed, they seemed to head inside without any directions.

Most people were confused, expecting a guide of sorts.

‘I guess this is to be expected. We are the best of the best… right?’ Tyr stared at the imposing place in front of him.

“Hey!” Arin’s voice broke through his thoughts.

“I’ve been calling your name for 10 seconds. Come on! Are you just going to stand there?”

“What? Oh… no. I’m coming.” Tyr said, catching up with Arin as they entered the gates of the city.

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