Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse novel Chapter 330

Chapter 330 - Talent?

Noah’s ears were picking up a few discussions from his expanded senses as he gradually came to realize the reason why he had received some looks when he first came here.

Beside him, many of the selected Celestial Disciples that wore the white robes currently were tremendous geniuses from powerful Prime Worlds, or were beings that already lived in this Celestial Star and were just now beginning their journey on the Law of Fate as official Celestial Disciples.

Some of them already had Fate Lines condensed in their bodies, as they now sat serenely while their bodies glowed a tinge of red, small golden colors appearing above them that went to enter their bodies.

It was these beings who were surrounded by other disciples as they were asked more about their experiences, while Noah found himself alone as the single Red Robed Celestial came to check on him as the first day as a Celestial Disciple progressed.

To put it simply, these powerful geniuses and natives of the Celestial Star that held huge beliefs in themselves didn’t look at Noah as anything much, only the Red Robed Celestial that held their information placing some slight interest on him!

Noah smiled at this atmosphere as he watched one of the White Robed Disciples begin the process of condensing lines of fate, using the {Fate’s Disciple} technique for the first time.

OOONG!

A wave of golden light released from his body, calling the attention of numerous practicing disciples and the Celestials as they closely watched this disciple who seemed to have some talent in the law of fate.

One..two..four...eight...numerous golden lines rapidly formed above his head as they went to descend to his body, a vibrant feeling of strength releasing from him as words of acknowledgment rang out from the Red Robed Celestial.

"Being able to condense 10 Fate Lines the moment you step onto the Law of Fate is good, and it means you have good possibilities for the future!"

The young genius nodded with a passionate face as he closed his eyes and returned to meditation, much of his energy spent to condense these 10 Fate Lines as he slowly retrieved before he began the process of slowly collecting more Fate Lines.

"I can tell you all the number of Fate Lines now for you to have a goal in mind. 1-100 Fate Lines make you eligible to be a full-fledged White Robed Celestial Disciple, going past 100 and nearing 10,000 Fate Lines puts you at the peak of Black Robed Celestial Disciples, going past 10,000 and nearing the limit of 100,000 Fate Lines relinquishes your role as a Disciple and makes you a Celestial, putting you above even me, who only holds 37,145 Fate Lines currently!"

The Red Robed Celestial resonantly spoke as Noah learned more about the terms of the Celestials, committing them to memory as he observed a few other scenes occurring throughout the next few minutes.

A white robed disciple activated {Fate’s Disciple} next as he shockingly was able to condense 25 Fate Lines instantly!

Another disciple began the process as they condensed 15. Another condensed 5 right away, with a fourth one causing a resonance of essence as they condensed more than 40 Fate Lines in but an instant!

"Good, it seems like we have many good seeds this time around."

The Red Robed Celestial nodded with a proud expression as the training continued, only a few disciples like Noah remaining who had not begun the process of condensing their first Fate Lines.

The gazes of the other geniuses who were recuperating their energies turned towards those who had not yet begun condensing their lines of fate as the remaining disciples were put on the spotlight.

A disciple from the Stone Race rattled as he received the gazes of numerous disciples and the two Celestials, closing his eyes as he initiated {Fate’s Disciple}, a golden light shining down that slowly began fizzling before it reached him.

The proud light on the Red Robed Celestial’s face was wiped away as he sighed and pityingly spoke.

"No talent as of now. Work hard in the future."

The words were impassive as their gazes moved on to the next disciple, this time a being of the human race whose face was holding a determined expression after seeing the failure of the last disciple. _{freēwebnovel.com}

They initiated {Fate’s Disciple} as they watched to their dismay...only 2 Fate Lines descending down!