Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 583: Strange Old Elder…

Within the large archway was a large hall with different elders of the sect sitting at tables.

Zeras watched as the students approached the elders, passing them their cards and receiving a stamp on their cards in return before heading off through another arch door.

Looking around the place, he could see the majority of the elders were occupied with serving the cadets, but at the farthest corner, he noticed an elder who had no cadets at all in front of him.

Even though he was an elder, the other cadets still chose to stay queued before the other elders instead of approaching the destitute-looking elder, who had a bottle of alcohol in front of him, and his overgrown white beard was all over the table where he laid his head, gently snoring.

Strangely, he was the only male elder, and the remaining elders at the receptionist table were all females. The sight of them made Zeras’s heart almost stop beating in his chest, and therefore, he moved to the farthest corner of the room to meet with the elderly man at the side.

It was much safer for him. He didn’t want to lose a part of his body because some female chick felt something disgusting about him and therefore framed him.

It was better to head for the one who had no chance of framing him. If it wouldn’t work out, then he could move away and go to the female elders, knowing well he had no other choice.

“Hello, Elder…” Zeras called out as he arrived before the old man, who snored away like a true drunkard, sleeping as if he had no other worries in life.

“Hello, Elder…” Zeras called out once more, and there was still no reply. It appeared the man was in a very deep sleep. But the elders were at least at the Universe Origin rank, with some being in the Undying Realm rank. There was no such thing as deep sleep once one reached that realm.

Suddenly, an idea clicked into Zeras’s head as he turned his attention to the alcohol bottle the man had placed his face on.

A cunning smile glinted on his face as Zeras stretched forth his hands to grab hold of the alcohol bottle, but in the next second, a hand moved even faster than him, grabbing away the alcohol bottle before his hand could touch it.

Slowly, Zeras watched as the elder rose from his slumber and looked at Zeras up and down with a single eye before snorting coldly.

“There are more than ten female elders at the side. Why don’t you go to them for your cards instead of deciding to disturb this poor old man’s sleep, huh? Tell me,” the elder demanded as Zeras gave a small bow.

“Forgive my disrespect, Elder. But I am very new here, and looking at the female elders, I don’t think they will be willing to take their time telling me how this place works.

But you, sir, seemed less busy, and with a face showing a willingness to enlighten me. That’s why I have come to you…” Zeras replied as the old man finally opened his remaining eye, taking a good look at Zeras before sighing in tiredness.

“Ahhh, okay. Where are your cards?” he asked, as Zeras quickly brought out the three bronze cards and placed them on the table right in front of the man.

“You have two bronze cards. That means you are an outer sect disciple, tch, talentless piece of shit…” the elder said, looking at Zeras with listless eyes holding nothing but disdain and mockery, but Zeras only smiled foolishly without refuting him.

“But you managed to obtain a silver card, huh? This can only be given to outer sect lords. Don’t tell me you have quickly obtained the favor of the outer sect disciples so quickly…” the elder said as he suddenly took the silver card and placed it around his nose, sniffing it, before suddenly his nose crinkled.

“Tch, it belongs to that idiotic Kenji, huh? You must have fooled him to obtain this. Thankfully, I don’t care much about it…” the elder said as Zeras looked at him with both eyes bulging out of his sockets.

The man had simply looked at the cards within him and had been able to determine that he was an outer sect disciple, he had taken the silver card from an outer sect lord, and the outer sect lord he took it from was none other than Kenji!

Just how the hell did he almost know everything about him in less than a minute?

“So, you want to know what these do, huh? Then listen well, this is the last time you will be hearing it.” He said as Zeras’s ears twitched repeatedly, and he listened properly.

“The Martial God Hall has a total of five floors. The lowest floor is the one with the bronze door, there,” he said, pointing out a bronze door to Zeras, who looked at the bronze color before nodding, thankful he had asked the man for guidance, or chances are he would have entered the wrong door, incurring a headache for himself.

“The bronze doors are accessible with your bronze cards and contain cultivation manuals and battle techniques at the common grade. You will be most lucky to find a rare grade cultivation technique or battle art within. It’s basically the dumpster of useless techniques made accessible only to dumpster feeders like you…” he said, watching Zeras’s eyes twitch repeatedly, but the man didn’t lose his calm, giving him a nod of understanding instead.

“The second floor is the one with the silver door, that one…” he pointed to a distant door, painted in silver.

“It is accessible with this silver card of yours, and contains cultivation manuals with fighting techniques, which are the lowest rare grade and at the highest, Epic grade. About three times better than the bronze door, but still worthless to the majority of the students…”