(Today was exam day, and then my friends dragged me out. I didn't get back until evening and missed the nine o'clock update. I'm terribly sorry. I'm adding an extra chapter now and uploading all three together. Please forgive me.)
"Brother, which academy are you a student of?" The group of five headed toward the western gate outside Luo City. The fat Emilio walked up beside Diya and asked with great interest, while the others pricked up their ears, eager to learn Diya's background.
"I'm not a student." Diya glanced at the fat man. Though Emilio was very fat, he seemed remarkably nimble in motion.
"Not a student? Brother, you look about the same age as us, don't you? I'm fifteen this year." Emilio cried out in surprise, his tone tinged with doubt.
"Same," Diya answered flatly.
"Brother, you're incredible. You're not a student, you're only fifteen, and yet you already have the strength of a Low Guardian Rank Swordsman. Your teacher must be someone amazing. No, wait—you cultivate unaligned Battle Qi." The fat man muttered to himself as he shook his head, looking rather amusing.
"Unaligned Battle Qi can be cultivated by anyone." Diya found the fat man quite friendly. He was not someone devoid of human feeling; if others treated him well, he would naturally treat them well in return. One good turn deserved another.
"Of course anyone can cultivate unaligned Battle Qi, but a fifteen-year-old unaligned Battle Qi Swordsman without academy training who has reached Low Guardian Rank—I've never heard of such a thing. May I ask who your teacher is?" Albert took over the conversation, his tone carrying a trace of arrogance and faint displeasure.
"I don't have a teacher," Diya replied just as blandly. The others all fixed their eyes on him, seemingly trying to