The First Legendary Beast Master - Chapter 1566 Appropriate Payment

Chapter 1566 Appropriate Payment

Karl left the Skill books behind him and headed for the Monk Elder’s place to get the plum wine and to learn about the possibilities of forming an Immortal Spirit without using a skill.

Dana’s was nearly finished now, so he needed to catch up.

The Elder’s place was a bit different than most of the others in town, as it was actually a converted Temple to some unknown God, made of simple slate

blocks, but intricately carved in strategic locations.

“Elder? I was informed you might be able to help me with my Immortal Spirit.” Karl called, unsure which of the powerful presences was the Elder himself.

A teen boy came to the door and bowed politely.

“My apologies, Sir. The Elder is not in right now. He is helping the Clan Leader copy a skill book. The boy apologized.

Karl sighed. “So, it’s my fault that he’s out. I was the one that sold them that skill book. Do you mind if I wait for him? I will make him a gift to make up for delaying his work.”

The boy nodded. “Please come this way. There is a sitting area.”

Karl followed the young Monk into a sitting room, and found that it was already occupied by a few young Monks who were writing out scrolls.

Some were combat buff scrolls, a single use item. Most were doing their homework.

The practical answer.

Karl took a seat as the young man returned to his duties, and Tian grabbed him a stack of paper from the table, along with an enchanted pen.

“Thanks. Now, what should I give him? Ah, [Shatter]. That seems like the sort of thing that Monks would like.” Karl decided.

[Shatter] physical strikes cause vibrations through the opponent’s body that damage organs and may break bones.

The Skill Book wasn’t a long one, but the skill was incredibly useful for unarmed combatants. Any sort of warrior, really. But especially the monk classes, Karl assumed.

As he picked up the pen, Karl noticed that it was enchanted to imitate a number of magical resources in the ink. Presumably the ones that were the most common for Inscriptionists.

However, he did not need those, as he would be using the [Skill Book] ability and (Runecrafting) skill to make sure that the book was successful.

It was much easier that way.

A few of the Monks looked up when Karl entered, as they didn’t know him. But he was working hard, the same as they were, so nobody interrupted him until an hour later when Karl finished the writing and activated [Skill Book] to form it into a usable item.

Only then did a few of the other Monks come over to speak with him. “You’ve got quite the writing skills. Most of the new arrivals get hand cramps after only a few pages, but it is clear that you’ve done that more than once. Plus, you didn’t need to do anything to the page to get it to work like some with lesser inscription skills need.”

Karl smiled. “I’ve seen all sorts of methods, including sprinkling magical resources over the pages and using special inks to make the Skill Book work. Fortunately, I’ve got fairly decent skills, but my actual skill isn’t inscription.

It’s a lesser version of it, where I can only copy skill books that I already know. I can’t create ones that I can’t use.”

The Monk winced in sympathy. “Well, that is a bit of a restriction. But it looks like you came from a Mortal world because you’re not starting out with just a handful of basic skills and Immortal Realm power.”

Karl hadn’t thought about it that way.

A young Immortal born in an Immortal world would naturally have very few skills, but what the mortal worlds would consider an insanely high power level. He wondered if that was a large cause of the invasions of the Mortal worlds. Could young Immortals sick of being bullied be taking out their frustrations on others? It wouldn’t surprise him if that was a large part of the issue.

“I heard that you are waiting for the Elder. Was there something in particular that you needed? I’m not an Elder, but I have been training here for a hundred and some years.” The Monk asked.

“I am looking for a training method that will let me start building my Immortal Spirit. I don’t have a class skill for it, but I do have a rather advanced Power Matrix, formed on the five dimensional shape of a Chaos Dragon.” Karl

explained.

“When you say advanced, how much are we talking? Eight or nine points doubled within the fourth Dimension?”

“Seventy two points, doubled in the flow of time.”

The Monk whistled. “Oh yeah, now that’s a big boy level of Mana Manipulation. Alright, it shouldn’t actually be difficult to get your Immortal Spirit to form.

And, I should be able to explain the technique well enough that you can get started on the Void Realm transition as well.”

Karl nodded. “If you can teach me, this skill book is yours.”

“What does it do?”

“Causes vibrations through the body that damage the internal organs and bones. It’s highly effective for targeting through physical shields and armour. Not so effective for skill shields or energy barriers. But if they’re tight to the body, it will still work.”

The Monk nodded happily. “I will gladly accept that payment for training.”

Behind Karl, someone cleared their throat, and the Monk went a bit pale.

“Ah, Elder, I didn’t realize that you were back. How did your mission in the Clan Leader’s hall go?”

“Quite well. We managed to get three working copies of the book, all for different Systems. Now, what is this about training a new Acolyte?” The Elder

replied.

“Karl asked for a bit of help forming his Immortal Spirit, and I was about to help him with the technique for dragon-based Power Matrix awakenings.”

The Elder shook his head and looked at the book on the table.

“And let me guess, the payment was a Skill Book for a previously unknown

skill?”

The Monk raised his hands in defeat. “It’s not like that. Shatter isn’t unknown, just expensive.”

Karl gave the man a sympathetic look, then turned to the Elder. “I am not trying to step on anyone’s toes here. If you’ve got first claim, I’ll happily offer you the chance and the payment.”