You're Not A Lord Of The Apocalypse Chapter 473: Is Being a Waster a Trend for Supporting Characters Too? - Novel Cool

Chapter 473: Is Being a Waster a Trend for Supporting Characters Too?

Chapter 473: Is Being a Waster a Trend for Supporting Characters Too?

"Quite a few people. For the new batch of the Summoning Ceremony, there are actually thirty-two participants this time. I wonder who the main character is?" Qin Muye scanned the area and, including himself, there were thirty-two summoner apprentices.

This was just a small place; having thirty people in a year was already considered a lot. He doubted even the capital of the empire would have such a large number.

Becoming a summoner was a one-in-ten-thousand talent, and even if the court wanted to cultivate more, they needed enough people to start with.

The ceremony hadn't started yet, but the site was already being cleared. The Summoning Ceremony was conducted in secrecy and couldn't be watched by outsiders.

He thought about it: if a genius were to emerge, wouldn't they be immediately noticed by those sects and noble families? That would make them a target, hindering their growth.

Indeed, this peculiar world still had these elements. Qin Muye found it strange how these things were always present in extraordinary ancient worlds, inseparable from sects and noble families, as if they were bound by roots.

Typically, members of noble families would also come to the academy for cultivation. These were mostly the illegitimate children of officials, used to stabilize the court. As for the legitimate heirs, they were naturally cultivated within their own families, thus balancing the court's interests.

The relationship between noble families and the court was quite tight, a love-hate relationship.

Sects, on the other hand, were more like rogue martial artists, always at odds with the court, either cursing corrupt officials or calling them the court's henchmen.

However, this also led to different types of heroes being summoned, each with corresponding summoning techniques. The court mostly summoned literary and military heroes or officials and soldiers, while sects summoned various wandering knights or assassins.

Noble families had their own unique traits, often summoning heroes from their own lineage.

Heroes were not unique; a single hero could manifest in various forms. For example, a martial hero could be summoned in their youth by one person and in their prime by another, with the same hero taking on multiple forms and being summoned by different people.

However, there were limitations. If a hero's youth had already been summoned, that stage of the hero could not be summoned again, only other stages.

Summoning a hero also required time to settle, and recent figures could not be summoned; at least a thousand years had to pass.

This was interesting to Qin Muye because there was a cycle: the heroes being summoned had also relied on the power of heroes in their lifetime.

The power of a hero was formed by their actions in life, which was also a part of their potential.

Therefore, the more ancient and renowned a hero, the greater their potential and strength.

If someone could create a massive reputation and maintain their image before and after death, wouldn't they be incredibly powerful when summoned?

This was particularly suitable for noble families, as they were their own ancestors.

So, to become a noble family, one had to stand firm for a thousand years, which was the entry cost. Subsequent accumulation of resources and influence would require effort.

This is why the court and noble families were closely linked, essentially in a mutually beneficial relationship. The court relied on the noble families' prestige for governance, while the noble families deepened their influence by staying close to the court.

Sects, on the other hand, were somewhat weaker, relying on a strong spirit.

However, sects weren't entirely powerless. They had the backing of noble families and the court, acting as white gloves for unsavory tasks.

Most sects had such backing; otherwise, they wouldn't survive.

Qin Muye had learned this information yesterday. It wasn't particularly valuable but provided a good understanding of the world.

After the site was mostly cleared, the Summoning Ceremony finally began. The order wasn't a queue but a designated position for each person, called up by the academy.

There were no special rules, no precedence for noble families over commoners. The order was based on the roll call from the initial registration.

"Zhang Jia, you're first. Hurry up."

The first person was a commoner, unlike Qin Muye's predecessor, Wang Mu, who was an orphan adopted by a noble family. Upon hearing his name, Zhang Jia eagerly ran up.

The Awakening Ceremony was simple; all one had to do was stand on the ritual platform, and soon, a somewhat dim radiance would emerge from beneath their feet.

The radiance continuously wandered, eventually coalescing into a bowman clad in leather armor.

"Soldier-grade, bowman-type spirit. Next."

Once the spirit formed, the person was replaced. Qin Muye observed that the spirit’s grade was determined by the radiance during the summoning and the time it took to form. The brighter the radiance and the longer the formation time, the greater the potential.

The bowman summoned by Zhang Jia was just an ordinary bowman in life, not even having a name.

This was the norm. It was impossible for just anyone to summon a famous general or minister. For most, their spirits would only have soldier or officer grade potential. In their small region, summoning a marshal-grade potential spirit would be a tremendous event.

Generally, only officer-grade spirits had names, found in some historical records. Soldier-grade spirits didn't count; countless soldiers died in a single battle.

This didn't mean there were no geniuses among the soldiers, but it had little to do with the spirits. Life and death were entirely different matters.

The ceremony progressed quickly because most spirits had soldier-grade potential, and the officials conducting the ceremony showed no particular expression, as this was quite normal.

Soon, it was Qin Muye's turn to undergo the awakening.

He stepped onto the ritual platform, and the ceremony began. He could clearly feel a force passing over him, collecting data, but unfortunately, it didn't gather anything.

This feeling was like a match.

Then, the blank data was recorded and sent out, and Qin Muye's consciousness followed the data, flying away. His intention was simple: he wanted to see where the spirits resided.

However, the area seemed to have a firewall that immediately detected Qin Muye's anomaly and restricted his access, which was a bit embarrassing.

He did want to take action, but he didn't have the chance because the match was already complete, and a spirit was quickly transmitted over.

The process was so fast that it was astonishing, as if deliberately preventing Qin Muye from interfering, as if someone had done something similar before.

By the time he returned, it was already over.

"Unranked, cavalry-type spirit. Sigh, your luck is really poor." The official conducting the ceremony said with a look of disappointment.

Cavalry-type spirits were among the most powerful in the court. The spirit rode a tall horse, wielding a long spear, carrying a sword and a shield, and also equipped with a bow, indicating it was a skilled rider and archer. If it had intelligence, it could even surpass its rank and defeat higher-grade spirits.

Unfortunately, without intelligence, it was useless. Qin Muye wondered which general's cavalry this spirit had belonged to, to have such capabilities.

"..." Qin Muye was speechless. They had given him an unranked spirit, probably because of his blank data.

"It's fine, it can still help with chores."

Qin Muye spoke, then left with the cavalry spirit. The spirit looked fierce, except for its lack of intelligence.

'Without the main character's status, I still managed to draw such a thing. This is truly bizarre. I should have added some data.'

Fortunately, Qin Muye didn't have a mocking aura, so this incident didn't cause much of a stir. Most people felt pity rather than ridicule or sarcasm, as his predecessor, Wang Mu, had never wronged anyone.

"Imperial-grade spirit, this—this is impossible!!!"

The official's voice was distorted, and Qin Muye's eyes narrowed as he looked at the person on the ritual platform.

"The main character has arrived; it seems to be Long Ao Tian." Qin Muye's voice was so low that no one heard it.

But in the next moment, the entire world seemed to freeze, as if someone had intervened.

Even the imperial-grade spirit was frozen, except for Qin Muye.

The potential grade of a spirit didn't represent its strength. A newly awakened spirit was stronger than an ordinary person but far weaker compared to a ranked summoner. This spirit's strength suggested that at least an eighth-rank summoner had intervened.

"Interesting."

(End of Chapter)

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