Following the question, the person responsible for the class shifted his gaze from Jashua to Nafız, but these were not aggressive looks, rather condescending ones.
"Did they teach you nothing in your clan? Do you not even know this?"
Speaking with a pedantic attitude, the responsible person waited without interrupting the laughter of the disciples who had come to watch the class; there were even those who couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"I wonder how she managed to enter the sect with this intelligence?"
"Don't ask; was there no one in their fiefdom who knew about the development stages?"
Unlike the others, a group of about twenty people in the crowd was not laughing; in fact, they were scowling. They were Jashua's admirers.
"So what if she doesn't know? Why is this orientation class being held then?"
"Since they get crushed in the Blood Arena, they are attacking those beside Count Jashua!"
Voices came from every direction until a dry cough calmed the environment; the responsible person must have been satisfied, as he continued to speak.
"Little girl, I will explain the development system applied in the lands of the Holy Blood Sect for you; open your ears and listen well!"
After the demeanor of the man responsible for teaching the class and the attitudes of the people around, Jashua became uneasy and focused all his attention on Nafız beside him, but interestingly, the Blood God still maintained her calm.
"If you are going to be a warrior, you must first become a Blood Warrior. This stage is about becoming aware of the energy in your blood and is divided into three parts: Discover, Understand, and Use!"
"Are we really going to listen to this?"
A voice rose from two steps to Nafız's right; the interrupted speaker did not get angry this time.
"What, should we not explain so your friend doesn't remain ignorant!"
Laughter and giggles ensued again, yet Nafız remained stubbornly calm.
"Blood Transfer is the next stage, and I hope you are at this stage!"
The target was the duo who entered the sect on behalf of the Bloody Moon Fiefdom; the young boy, who was a clansman of the Third Elder, had already placed himself apart from them.
"This level is also divided into three: Concentrating in hands, transferring to the held weapon, and transferring to the ranged weapon!"
Actually, the development stages proceeded in the same order on the Hell Realm but were called by different names. While the Holy Fire called the first stage Fire Warrior, the Holy Spirit called the second stage Spirit Transfer.
The second stage was the stage where a Hell Realm warrior truly began to use their abilities; they could concentrate energy in their hands and feet to use it in its crudest form in their attacks.
Those slightly more talented could transfer it to the weapons they used, and subsequently, by transferring it to arrows, throwing knives, or short axes, they learned to control them even after they left their bodies.
"Jashua is definitely at the ranged weapon transfer stage!"
"Probably; didn't you see how he used the spilled blood yesterday? What do you say, do you think he might be at the Essence Shaping stage?"
"If it were anyone else, I'd say bullshit, but when the subject is Count Jashua, I don't know what to say now!"
Whispers continued, and the person responsible for the class continued speaking without minding them.
"Essence Shaping is the stage where you succeed in forming your weapon from blood essence with the help of equipment that has the property of storing blood essence.
From here on, the stages within the level itself disappear; time, size, and skill in usage determine the rank between warriors.
Essence Oscillation, we can call this the mastery stage of Essence Shaping. Almost all master warriors in the sects are at this stage; it is not possible to rise without Essence Oscillation.
At this level, you can manipulate blood essence as you wish without sticking to a single shape; the long sword in your hand can turn into a dagger, and then into a shield in an instant!"
The eyes of the disciples in the area lit up; all of them had the idea of making a name for themselves by reaching this level. Rising within the sect had become the ultimate goal for the majority.
"Domination, the highest rank on the Hell Realm!"
The speaker paused after saying these words and took a long sigh; he turned his head upwards as if he wanted to see the height he mentioned.
"Warriors at the Domination level are almost untouchable; they command the energy they are experts in. They do not need to store it anywhere; they take and use it as long as it is ownerless. Rumor has it that as one approaches the peaks of this level, it is even possible to forcibly seize energies belonging to others!
It is among the rumors that the First Sheikh, who founded our sect, seized the blood circulating in the bodies of his enemies while bringing them to their knees!"
A great exclamation of surprise and admiration rose from the crowd; the disciples were looking at each other with eyes full of disbelief.
"What do you mean? Will I be able to manipulate the blood in your body while we are fighting?"
"Don't just think of blood; what if you are a disciple of the Holy Bone Sect?"
While the First Sheikh used blood, other sects could use bone, fire, ice, spirit, and earth, and all these energies existed in the human body.
"Of course, people who have reached this level possess the skill to protect their own bodies against the energy attacks of others, but what can wretches like us do?"
At first, Jashua and Nafız stood a bit apart from the crowd, but now they were surrounded by grinning people.
"Little girl, don't let this much information be too much for you. If you want, come tonight, and I will explain everything one by one from the beginning!"
The young man speaking with a drawl was the person who had interrupted the speaker before. He was laughing uproariously along with the friends he had taken to his side.
"Look at them, it's been more than four years since they entered the sect, but they are still in the outer circle. They are trying to show off to a newcomer without shame!"
"You are telling the truth, but we haven't surpassed them yet either. No matter how much it hurts us, we have to swallow their words; the guys can group up among themselves and bully others, and these others are none other than us."
When one of them spoke the bitter truth, the faces of the others fell too, but interestingly, Nafız, who hadn't spoken for a long time, opened her mouth.
"Teacher, I didn't quite understand; which level does this belong to now!"
When Nafız, who looked like a beautiful young girl, finished her words, a dagger, two steps long, shaped from her right wristband and slashed the arm of the young man who had verbally harassed her earlier, from end to end.
"What are you doing?"
When the injured youth screamed, Nafız withdrew into herself like a scared little girl and spoke in a spoiled tone.
"Oh, excuse me, I can't fully control it yet!"
The mouth of the class instructor dropped open; no sound came out after the young man whose arm was cut writhed in pain and Nafız's sheepish stance.
"Is she joking like this, and she even asks?"
"She made a dagger the length of a man and says she can't fully control it yet?"
"Make way, make way, get out of my way!"
The area around Nafız and Jashua emptied in a few breaths; those who had come close to mock them earlier were now fleeing by stepping over each other.
"Teacher, you still haven't answered; does this count as the Essence Shaping level?"
The eyes of the man, who was staring blankly as if hypnotized, revived with this question, while Nafız maintained the dagger she had formed without breaking it.
"Yes, yes, this counts as Essence Shaping!"
"Good, if you have nothing else to say, we are going. Stay safe!"
Before the stuttering man could finish his sentence, Nafız cut him off and spoke over him. When she turned her back and started walking, those in front of her scattered to both sides, creating a natural path.
"Jashua, let's go to that arena!"
"Sure, if you wish!"
The duo spoke in a tone that everyone could hear; the words contained a bit of a challenge within themselves.
"Did you hear?"
"Come on, to the Blood Arena!"
"Say that there is a festivity today too!"