Now that Mr. Bob was unavailable, Silva took Emery somewhere else.
The two made their way to another complex this time over the hill near a cliff surrounded by trees.
The place was exponentially bigger in size, and was surprisingly filled with a lot more strong individuals roaming around.
Through his spirit reading, Emery could clearly feel the presence of thousands of acolyte level individuals, hundreds of saint level figures and dozens of magus with at least two grand magus.
At first, Emery was confused as to what kind of place would house this level of fighting force. But then, as soon as he arrived, he immediately realized the place Silva had brought him to.
The sight of hundreds of people with acolyte level of cultivation practicing together at the yard basically gave Emery a clear idea as to what kind of place this was.
"This… is an academy?" Emery asked, slightly doubting his guess.
Sword Master! yes!