Arcane Academy: The Divine Extraction Legacy

"Oh, so it was like that." Professor Harrison nodded in acknowledgment. She didn't know that Vale has 25 Spirit Strands and she was quite shocked to hear that number.

It is not easy for 13 or 14-year-old kids to handle such a huge amount of Spirit. There are cases that they will turn insane or lose their mind completely and become a perfect Vessel for evil spirits.

Of course, she decided not to mention this possibility since Vale looks stable in her eyes. She didn't want to scare him so she can only praise him for now.

"You have a very impressive Spiritual Force, Vale. I'll be looking forward to your participation… Ah, you indeed have a higher Spirit Strand than Maya Featherstar so your classmate was right." The Professor added.

"Ahh? He's higher than Maya?! So it was true!"

"How is that possible?"

"This is unbelievable. How come he wasn't the Student Representative?"

"That's right! He should replace Maya!"

"We should inform her about this so she can abdicate her position!"

A commotion suddenly occurred after hearing the Professor's revelation. Some of them were even deliberately making it difficult for Vale!

At this rate, there might be rumors that he was planning to replace the Student Representative after the class!

Their classmate from a countryside family had a better result than the celebrity family of the Dark Arts Faction! This news will truly shake the entire first year or even the Academy itself! Jody was already considering the article she was planning to submit.

After all, the five Founding Members of the Faction had always been at the top! There were only a few times that they were challenged and most of it didn't end well for the challengers.

She didn't care if this caused trouble for Vale. What matters is that this news is certainly juicy enough to be accepted in the Academy Publication Club!

'This…'

Vale was also surprised at this and he started to consider this matter seriously. There was no way his Spirit Strand test result would just remain inside his classroom at this moment.

Soon, it will be heard by the heir of the Moontomb Family and the Featherstar Family.

'It seems I had too much fun with my extraction…' Vale sighed inwardly. Nevertheless, even if he returned in time, he wouldn't undo such a thing. Having a higher Spirit is much better than having a lower one.

Furthermore, if he wasn't able to extract corpses, this 25 Spirit Strand would most likely be stuck in this number since at this stage, it's extremely difficult to increase your Spirit. After all, this level of Spirit is already for sixth-year students or those 19 and 20 years old.

'Should I retain my current Spirit Strand to 25 so they don't think too much of me?' Vale bit his lips as he considered this move.

If he became incapable of increasing his Spirit, anyone who was thinking that he was a thorn in their flesh would think twice if they were planning to deal with him. After all, he would seem incapable of improving if his Spirit Strand didn't change for years.

It was a cowardly move but it will essentially remove or lessen the number of people who would be keeping an eye on him…

Of course, there is also a danger in this method so he didn't want to do this as much as possible. If he can, he wanted to continue extracting corpses even if it becomes suspicious as long as he gets stronger.

After all, he realized that the flexibility of his Spell Dispersion skill doesn't simply depend on the level of this dark spell or the amount of dark energy he possesses in his body. His Spirit or Intelligence is also a factor that he has to consider if he wants to control this top-tier Dark Spell!

Vale sighed at his Professor's words and replied…

"I will try my best, Professor."

He can only agree to participate in this activity.

Neil was obviously happy after hearing this. His plan was simple, he wanted the mirror to expose Vale's secrets. Whatever little information it provides would be enough for him and his family to research it. After all, he believes that Vale was only lucky to obtain some sort of treasure.

If he learned what it was, he would certainly ask his parents to obtain it as well.

"Neil, do you remember the chant I made to call the Spirit of the Mirror?" Professor Harrison asked as Neil nervously held the mirror.

"Yes, Professor. I'm reciting it in my head so I won't forget it. I'm actually curious why it wasn't in Oardic. It would be more difficult for me to remember if that was the case." Neil replied.

"Yes… It's not in Oardic since we're communicating with a friendly existence this time. However, it will be different if we'll trying to communicate with an unfamiliar existence. You will have to use Oardic if you don't want to offend this existence." Shirley explained.

She didn't have to explain what would happen if they offended the mysterious existence or failed to communicate with them at all.

The others also nodded in agreement. Some of them didn't even notice the language that was used. Only when Neil pointed it out did they recall the uniqueness of Oardic…

"You can start now." The Professor said after noticing that Neil was ready.

Neil took a deep breath as he looked in the mirror. This is the first step that he had seen from Professor Harrison.

Then, he started to chant in Soineti.

"Esteemed ArchFey of the Third Era, the 13th Warden of the Spirit World, the current Spirit of the Pristine Mirror, grant me your audience… In accordance with the vow, a practitioner of the Darkness Path will find the light within the darkness and it'll outshine even the darkest of shades."

Soon, Neil felt a bit of his energy get sucked into the mirror. It wasn't very alarming and it was even quite gentle, unlike his first experience in his family's treasury.

"Oh~ A new face! You're Neil Sommerhalder, aren't you? A seedling from a Rune Arts Specialist attending the Dark Arts Academy, what an odd one. Ah, you actually have broken roots… You're born incapable of receiving the Rune Blessings? Or maybe you're an illegitimate son? You're mother is---"

At this point, the Mirror has already left Neil's hands and stopped talking. Neil's face was full of cold sweat as he turned his gaze to his classmates.

Right now, even Professor Harrison was already regretting this first-day activity.