Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Like so, Dorian and the gang spent several hours in training.

Butler Sheng, Zhulyn and Raulin, stood in the same position for hours, with them only ever moving within the space around them, as if practicing some martial technique.

But make no mistake.

Their entire process hurt their bodies like hell!

F***! What was this?

Their bodies had turned all red like tomatoes and continuously trembled the more practice they got.

They looked at Dorian, who hadn't even worked up a single bead of sweat and suddenly felt aggrieved.

You know... after a while, they were praying that he would get tired and stop on his own.

But who would've known that it would be so?

"Raulin! Straighten your back!"

"Zhulyn! Lift Your arms higher!"

"Butler Sheng, your leg work is weak!"

[The trio]:.. (:YoY:)...

They gazed at Dorian and suddenly felt like he was a trainer from Hell!

Not even once had he taken it easy, giving no room for error.

The trio didn't even know what purpose this 4-step technique had... but spent so many hours doing the same time over and over again.

And after a while, Dorian finally freed them from their misery.

~Bam.

They fell onto the training ground covered in so much sweat that it seemed like they had just emerged from a pool.

"Th... Thank you, Grandmaster.... "

"Hmmm..." Dorian replied while looking at the trio, who were still struggling to catch their breath.

Looking at them, he couldn't help squeezing his brows a bit more.

Were they so worn out when he had already taken it too easy on them?

Remembering his first time practicing with hundreds of people back in his old world, he remembered that his first day was far worse than this.

So their reaction had indeed shocked him a bit.

But there was no helping it.

This was the path they chose. And nothing in this life came easy.

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Dorian had no pity for them as he calmly sat down with cross legs on the training podium, releasing his fierce aura at them.

"Get up!"

"Yes, Grandmaster!" The trio replied as their tired bodies instinctively moved on their own.

And before they knew it, they were also seated the same way as Dorian, facing him quietly.

Dorian saw this and squinted his eyes coldly: "Too slow."

~Gulp.

The trio took note of this in their hearts and secretly swore to improve whatever image Dorian had of them in his heart.

Who wouldn't want praises from the Grandmaster?

Wait... they had made it through the training, even though many times they had fallen and gotten up time and time again.

Nonetheless, wasn't it an accomplishment that they could make it through?

Yes! The Grandmaster must be pleased with them with such a feat.

With that, their hearts suddenly felt a little joyous.

Everyone then lifted their haggard face to look at Dorian, only to find Dorian coldly staring at them.

"_"

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"Today, you 3 will begin your journey as cultivators!

As of now, you're all trapped within a Mortal body. But with these sets of instructions I'm about to bestow on you, you'll break through it and become stronger and stronger the more you train! Shedding the mortal body is an essential part of Exorcism." Dorian said in an authoritative voice, stirring countless emotions within the trio.

Zhulyn's breathing became stagnant.

Cultivators?

Shedding Mortal body?

Exorcism?

This... This...

Words alone couldn't describe what he was feeling at the moment.

All he knew was that his buttocks felt like there were ants in his pants.

Zhulyn became more and more restless while imagining his future.

Dorian looked at them coldly, causing them to suppress their excitement once more.

"The path to cultivation and exorcism is hard and has no place for the lazy. Doing so might not only cause one a backlash if they remember a method wrong but might also get one killed for their lack of attention to detail as well. Remember this when you train."

Instantly, everyone's expression turned grim: "Yes, Grandmaster."

"Good. Before we begin training, every one of you will take an oath."

The trio tilted their heads to the side in confusion.

An oath?

Dorian looked at them and secretly chuckled.

An exorcist's oath was essential.

So of course they would have to swear to the heavens to remain on the side of Good.

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Everyone calmly understood what this oath was all about before repeating after Dorian and making the grand oath to the heavens.

For sure, if demons existed, then didn't that mean that the heavens were also watching as well?

Didn't this mean that Angels also existed?

From what they just gathered now, they couldn't help shivering a bit when they heard the brief but gruesome punishment that the heavens bestowed on those who went bad.

Dorian hadn't even told them the full punishment and had only gone into it briefly.

But it caused everyone to feel dreadful!

Could it be that the real gangsters were those from the heavens?

The punishment might come late, but it was very extreme!

Knowing this, the trio made up their minds to never take the wrong path.

The system, who had been watching them take their oath-taking, could see countless streaks of heavenly light engulf them, meaning that their oath was being listened to.

Heh. They say the most dangerous things in this world were oaths.

And that was true.

Any false move and they would then be going against the heavens.

As cultivators, they would live for hundreds of years.

And even though they were faithful now, one didn't know if after 150 years, their egos and thoughts might've changed.

Humans were a very changeable bunch, always prone to temptation.

But hopefully, that would never be the case for the trio, or else their fate would be terrible!

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With that, Dorian began instructing them how to cultivate.

The qi within the space was the same qi around the estate.

Dorian had spent time last night putting up a qi-gathering formation around the house.

So even though the qi was a little bit bad, it wasn't as awful as when he first came into this world.

Butler Sheng did as was told, clearing his mind and trying to channel the qi through his spirit veins.

But so far, he would gather it for a bit, and it would fall and disperse again, causing Butler Sheng to frown.

"Be patient. You are too eager for success."

"Yes, Grandmaster," he replied before taking in another deep breath.

Dorian was right. He was too eager and wanted to get stronger faster so as to stand by Dorian's side more.

But his actions were what was causing his failure at the moment.

Once again, Butler Sheng tried for a bit more, this time patiently.

And after 7 or so tries, he was finally able to circulate the qi around his body.

His eyes widened in astonishment and joy.

He looked at Dorian as if saying: 'Grandmaster, I did it!'

And Dorian in turn smiled and nodded at him too.

In fact, just getting his acknowledgement had somehow made Butler Sheng's day.

'Hahahhahaha! The grandmaster praised me!'

(^_^)

....

Like so, everyone was immersed with the joy of cultivation, that they didn't even notice that it was already 6 P.M.

Today, they had trained enough, but none of them had broken through their mortal shells.

Nonetheless, they still felt that their bodies were sturdier and their muscles were bulging harder than before.

Eh?

Was it just them, or did they feel like they could punch a cow, sending it a few feet away from them?

Their lips quivered excitedly as they clenched their fists in determination.

This was power!

(*∆*)

Dorian calmly stood up and looked at the trio calmly: "Come. It's time to head out. It's time to set up a stall."

The trio, who were so immersed in joy, almost fell in disbelief.

Grandmaster, you're joking, right?...