Multi-Gene

Very soon, he started to feel as though he was reaching his limit after making a couple things in his room float up.

David then slowly walked to the only window in his room. It was getting late at night and the environment was completely silent but not to David.

He wanted to test the true limit of this strength and see just how far it can affect the physical. His gaze then landed on a steel pole standing not to far from the window, and by his will.

Creakk!

The top of the pole actually started to bend, bit by bit until it was bent sideways and then, with a kacha sound, it completely bent to the opposite direction, pointing downwards with its head.

It was then he started to feel some type of pound ng headache in his head and he finally knew he was almost at his limit.

A huge smile of satisfaction graced David's face as he settled back in his bed. "Now for the difficult part."

David's gaze hardened and then, he carefully took out the blade without handle and placed it on his palm. Carefully, he started infusing his brain wave into the blade, just like an invincible hand carefully caressing every inch of the blade like a lover. Imprinting his signature into the blade bit by bit, just like coaxing a little kid.

According to what was written in the manual, forcing your brain wave imprint on the blade would instead prove detrimental to the weapon and the structure would immediately collapse into pools of nano bots, unable to be back.

A servant was to be given one of those flying blades which meant that if it is destroyed, he or she would not be granted another one unless he or she buys it with their points which is incredibly hard to obtain in the first place.

Which was why David needed to be careful with the way he marks the Flying blade with their brainwave imprint. As unmarked flying blades isn't much different to a new born baby. If you hold them too strong, they will surely break and in the case of the flying blades, be reduced to a pool of nano bits that looked like liquid metal.

Breathing softly, he continued to caress the blade with his Formless brain wave. Just like an invisible hand caressing the body of a lover softly and gently.

Normally, this process shouldn't take more than a week to complete for an average individual which meant it shouldn't take more than five days for David to complete since his talent was slightly above average.

But then, the time was just too long to him and he wasn't used to this waiting that long. And moreover, he wasn't an average person either.

An average person would have been thoroughly exhausted after a few hours of infusing brainwaves into the blade in the process of marking it. But David had a recovery rate that was more than five times higher than an average Initial Mortal Stage Practitioner.

With that, David got to work. He continued to infuse his brain waves into the large blade lying on top of his cross legged thigh.

After three hours of doing such, his suddenly strayed to feel an intense headache signifying he was almost at his limit. He then started to breathe and practice according to what was written in the manual.

It was then the headache started to subside little by little after the first minute, it then started to hurt. But David didn't stop until his eyes turned bloodshot and his veins popped up from his head, writhing around his body like pythons.

But this time, he was able to hold on for up to three full minutes and thirty seconds before he gave up and immediately dozed off.

It appears a that now that he was in the Initial Mortal Stage, his brain activities were now powerful and was string enough to last three minutes under the intense pressure brought about by the Beginner Supersensory technique.

This continued on for two whole days until one special moment when, David dropped to the ground like a log of wood with blood flowing down from his nose as though he had been punched on the nose.

But David had a large smile on his beginning to shape matured handsome face. It was as though he had achieved something extra ordinary that let him sleep in peace.

BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!

David groaned slightly and stirred from the stone bed he was resting on. He stretched and his body let out a series of satisfactory pop as he stretched heavily.

Under the heavy thumps his door was in, David proceeded as though it wasn't his door that was about to be broken down by some forces. He had read the rules and knew that whoever was knocking wouldn't dare to do so so heavily as damaging the academy's property would result in the reduction of one's points which is non excusable, which was why David was taking his time opening the door.

By the tien he came to, realising what he had been doing the past three days, he hurriedly started to check for the blade and noticed that it was lying at the corner of his bed.

He was about to grab it when the blade flew towards him like a bullet, instantly stopping a few inches away from his face. Slightly shocked, he raised an eye brow in surprise.

A smile of anticipation graced his face as he stretched his hand, Letting the blade float slowly to his fingers.

He then started to feel a sensation being released right at the middle of his head. It was as though he had gained a third arm that was now permanently tired to a blade. But the sensation wasn't really that clear.

Under David's gaze, the blade floated back in mid-air by the Formless power emitted from his for head.

"Go!" David thought.

The blade moved like lightning and shot towards the wall opposite him. With amazing speed, the blade pierced through his wall.

After piercing through his wall, it continued to move forwards making several holes in everything it came into contact with.

As though like an unstoppable sharp bullet, the walls were pierced through by the blades and even without David seeing it, he could feel that he had pierced almost seven walls In just the span of three seconds. And then, it slammed into a sturdy fake mountain right outside the block.

Boom! There was a sudden sound of an explosion. The fake mountain they was two to three meters high exploded into multiple pieces, becoming countless shattered rocks. David's eyes opened slightly and he with a single thought.

"Come." Just like an obedient puppy, the blade flew towards him through the holes he had made and then began to dance around him like a baby excited to meet its parent.

David laughed softly and then withdrew then stopped infusing his brain waves into the blade, letting it fall back into his hands as he placed it back into the scabbard.

He could feel as though he could control the blade to construct itself into another structure but then, he had the notion that his brain waves that was emitting that formless energy was still to weak to go through that process which was why David hadn't tried it yet, more over, he needed to deal with what was happening at his front door.

But he noticed that he couldn't hear the banging noises anymore which meant that they might have being distracted by the sound of the fake mountain that exploded outside his block.

David let out a small laugh as he directly exited his room without looking at it as this was going to be the last time in the room. He was going for the promotional test. Remaining a servant here longer wasn't something he was proud of.

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In a huge spacious ground, David could see numerous servants dressed in black robes, wanting to attempt the trial to be an ordinary student, directly leaping through the dragon gate and gaining heaven's fortune.

But sadly, the fortune isn't for everyone. As the trial was incredibly hard to pass. There were close to a hundred students here to try their luck. And the rest were just here to watch a show.

David's sight caught gaze of a tall stairs that seem to be a stairway to cross through to the skies but then, it seems there was some sort of invincible pressure around the stairs as not a single person succeeded in reaching the tenth step which was a prerequisite for passing the trial.

The rule of the trial was to pass the tenth step otherwise, it signifies the failure of that person. Even when one had reached the initial stage mortal realm, that doesn't guarantee one success in passing the trial.

Thinking up to here, David was about to join the line of those willing to take the trial when his face slightly changed and he moved sideways, avoiding a grab to his shoulder.