Ezra curiously asked, "What about the other peaks?"
Mahi laughed and explained, "The Blood Slaughterer Peak for example focuses on using one's spiritual energy to nourish the weapons. Such as swords, spears and rest, it's suitable for those with weapon based Martial Spirits.
Their attacks are sharp and deadly, with the potential to cut the milky way. With regards to sharpness, they are said to be the number one in the Spirit Devouring Mountain.
Hence why the Blood Slaughterer Peak is also extremely popular amongst the disciples."
Ezra's pupils spun a little. Drake had previously mentioned he had a high ranking senior in the Blood Slaughterer Peak.
"Divine Demon Peak is where you will learn about body tampering techniques and external techniques, bunch of brutes they are, so ugly.
Zenith Ghost Peak is famous for creating assassins and spies, due to being expert in movement and survival techniques.
6th is Arcane Wizardry Peak, current strongest peak, only Martial Sorcerers can join this peak and Martial Cultivators are prohibited to enter the peak, their Peak Master despise cultivators for some unknown reason.
And last, the weakest one. Alchemic Rune Peak, the only master less peak."
"Master less peak?" Ezra was taken aback.
Mahi continued. "Yes, there was time when this peak was politically strongest and most famous within the sect. However, one day the Peak Master vanished somewhere and everything after him slowly shattered.
Tales told that the Alchemic Rune Peak master was teacher of current Supreme Leader, he was also extremely powerful. His name etched fear in enemies, his absence played big role in demotion of Spirit Devouring Mountain."
Ezra gave a slight nod. He had not expected that there would be such interesting stories behind the seven peaks.
"What is the name of that absent master?" He asked.
Mahi replied with a chubby smile. "Master Jason Felleter."
"Jason Felleter..." he mumbled.
Ezra Zephyr nodded. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed slightly as he lifted his head, and looked in a certain direction where a slight disturbance was suddenly felt.
Ezra cast his gaze over, only to see the numerous disciples training there retreat like the tide, alarm and fear on their faces.
He frowned slightly as he stood up, and saw a young lady in black slowly walked through the now parted mass of disciples.
The young lady had beautiful features, and her skin was as white as snow. Her eyebrows, however, gave off a sharp and cold feeling. In her hand was a long sword with a green edge.
Ezra's gaze finally came to a stop at her tiny waist, where a golden belt was fastened.
Ezra's eyes widened a little. An outer mountain golden belt disciple.
Mahi and Ravina also caught sight of the young lady at this moment. Mahi's shapely eyebrows immediately bunched together as she slowly muttered, "Why is she here?"
"Who is she?" Asked the prince.
Ravina helplessly shot a look at him and said, "Denise Tubble, a golden belt disciple from the Blood Slaughterer Peak."
The prince instantly understood.
This must be the elder sister of his clan that Drake had mentioned before. Looks like this guest was not friendly.
Sword in hand, the young lady in black slowly walked towards the mountain creek. The numerous disciples would give way one after another wherever she passed, fear and respect in their eyes. They could clearly feel the deadly sword aura emanating from the young lady.
Moreover, a golden belt was wrapped around her slender waist, clearly indicating her identity.
An outer mountain golden belt disciple. One must know that most of the outer mountain disciples that came to the outer mountains to teach were merely silver belt disciples. With regards to status, they were far from being able to match this young lady in black.
However, the girl in black paid no attention to the gazes of the many surrounding disciples. There was only icy haughtiness in her eyes. None of these outer mountain disciples were worth even a single glance.
She continued to walk, ultimately arriving at trio's location.
Ezra grinned at her. This woman was Drake's elder cousin sister. Suddenly coming here at such a time could only mean that she likely did not have any friendly intentions.
However, the girl called Denise merely swept a nonchalant glance at him, before looking towards Ravina Ingale, she visibly ignore Mahi as well.
Only then did a smile appear on her cold and haughty face. She walked forward and pulled Ravina's hand, smiling as she said, "Ravina, I've been wanting to meet you ever since Drake told me you have also come to the Spirit Devouring Mountain.
This is great, when you enter the outer mountains, we will be able to meet more often."
Ravina felt a little unnatural in response to Denise's enthusiasm. She and the latter were indeed acquainted due to the friendly relations between their two clans, and had spent some time together when they were younger.
However, these feelings had dulled during the past few years while Denise was training in the sect.
Hence, Ravina was unable to accustom herself to the sudden friendliness.
Ravina seamlessly retrieved her hand as she responded, "Senior sister Denise, why have you suddenly come out from the official outer mountains?"
Denise laughed softly. "Isn't it because I heard that you're here and wanted to see you. I just notified Drake earlier too, the three of us can have a little gathering. I recall you and Drake were pretty close when you were young."
Ravina frowned slightly. An intelligent girl like her realised that Denise was not here for Ezra Zephyr, but herself.
Her conclusion was spot on. Denise Tubble had indeed come here to create chances for Drake Tubble to better his relation with Ravina Ingale.
From what Drake had told her, Ravina seemed to be growing more and more distant towards him, instead becoming chummy with a country bumpkin from this continent.
Denise found this rather difficult to accept. The old ancestor of the Ingale clan was the illustrious master of Heavenly Fiend Peak. If Drake and Ravina were to become a couple, it would be greatly beneficial to the Tubble clan.