If the Headmasters don't want to join in defeating the Alphadusk Shadowtail, there's nothing Mathias can do. Even the Empire can't simply request their help, let alone a mere Core Creation Cultivator like him.
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Although Mathias is considered the only one in the city to have reached such a stage, he suspects that the Martial Schools have someone at the same level as him, or even higher. It's just that they haven't revealed themselves yet.
Fortunately, the Martial Schools accept disciples regardless of their background, as long as they have the talent to cultivate.
Shaking his head, he glanced at the documents on the side and picked them up. They detailed the plan for their battle against the Alpha of those black wolves. Because they had held various meetings prior to this, a detailed plan had already been written down.
The meeting that had just concluded was to determine if there was anything that needed changing, which is why it ended so quickly. When it comes to strategizing, they don't need much time to make a plan. With the new information from Theo, they had no choice but to move the plan forward.
Thinking about Theo, Mathias felt that he was very mysterious. At just 26, Theo already had enough influence in the city to be considered one of its backbones. This was largely due to his restaurant, which even attracted visitors from other cities. Mathias himself had eaten there and could say it was the best meal he'd ever had.
But what's more terrifying is Theo's cultivation. He had already reached the 3rd-Step Qi Condensation stage. That's the main reason why Mathias let Theo stand beside them, not because of the influence of his restaurant. And the only one who knew about this was Mathias; not even Helen, Nathan, or Holst were aware.
Mathias's Core Creation cultivation made him perceptive to others' cultivation, though he didn't know how Theo managed to hide his stage from everyone else.
Mathias then recalled what Theo said before he left, about the butler Holst being strange. This made Mathias think deeply about the matter. He became absentminded as his eyes stared at the documents.
I'm getting distracted, he thought, shaking his head. He read their plan once more before standing up and leaving the tent to check on the other areas where the men were preparing for the hunt of the Alpha.
Right now, he wasn't worried about the first test, as he was sure it would be a piece of cake for his daughter. There was no need to rush back, so he could take his time before the sun reached the horizon.
Apollo whistled a tune he remembered from Earth as he casually walked up the stairs. His pace was neither fast nor slow. Behind him, Martial Students struggled to even lift their feet, their faces scrunched up as sweat dripped to the ground.
"So it's gravity," Apollo muttered as he stopped beside a cultivator who was shaking all over from the intense pressure. "But how come I haven't felt anything?"
Looking back, he realized he had been walking up the stairs for at least 30 minutes, yet he hadn't felt a single bit of pressure that should have hindered him like it did the others.
Apollo felt like he was just strolling through a park. He also took the time to admire the scenery around him, realizing just how vast this world was. What was it called again? The World of Luan? Planet Luan?
Even though he'd been walking for at least 30 minutes, Apollo was still miles away from reaching the top of the mountain. But he wasn't in a hurry. Along the way, seeing some of the others struggling made him realize the nature of the 'pressure' they were experiencing, though he still didn't have a clue as to why it affected them and not him.
"Is it based on looks? Because I'm the most handsome, that pressure didn't affect me?" Apollo muttered, feeling proud of how smart he was. But he knew the real reason wasn't that simple.
Is the reason something that can't be seen? If so, there's no point in worrying about why they're struggling.
Shaking his head, he resumed walking. If he kept his current pace, he'd probably reach the top of this rocky mountain in about an hour and a half. Of course, Apollo could sprint up in less than ten minutes, but that would draw too much attention.
As he was thinking, a commotion erupted behind him.
Turning toward the sound, he saw a two-meter-tall man fighting with another martial student.
"Yohan? What is this guy up to?" Apollo muttered, raising an eyebrow. He decided to stop and watch the fight.
Yohan's fist was glowing with a deep blue light, and with a punch, a one-meter transparent projectile shot out from his fist. Its momentum created strong winds, and the martial student facing the attack had no choice but to raise his hands in an attempt to block it.
However, his efforts proved futile. The moment the blue fist touched his hands, a powerful force slammed into him, sending his body flying through the air and down to the foot of the mountain.
"Hahaha! Dare to stand in front of me?!" Yohan shouted, laughing at the sky, while the martial students who witnessed the scene widened their eyes in surprise.
"You! Why did you do that?!" one of the martial students shouted. "Is that what the test is about?"
Once someone spoke up, the others followed. Several martial students in this part of the mountain started shouting at the towering man.
"Hahaha! You fools! There's no rule that says we can't fight each other, right?" Yohan sneered. "If I eliminate some of you now, won't the test later on be easier?"
His words echoed, causing the martial students to fall silent as realization set in. With fewer competitors, they'd have a better chance of securing top positions!
This caused them to look at each other, hesitation flashing in their eyes.
Seeing their uncertainty, Yohan smiled. Come on, fight each other!