Is that a Wisp?

"Did you make a mess again?" Zamura felt a headache, gazing at the almost hundred sect members that were unconscious. All of them were Core Disciples that were being nurtured carefully. 

"I have no idea what happened." Krune raised his hand, sporting an expression that said, 'I have nothing to do with these people.'

Zamura's eyelids twitched at his response, intending to smack him in the head for a moment. But, upon realizing his duty as a sect leader, he controlled himself, trying to appear dignified. 

He stroked his non-existent beard, asking, "Well, aren't you an expert of healing? Why don't you heal them first and see what happened to them?"

"Well… I would love to do that," Krune replied, suddenly holding his back as he continued, "But you see, I sprained my back working my ass off for a certain slacker. So…"

"The next on your list is to take care of them, though." Zamura lied through his teeth, "They need your experiences to grow up into fine immortals. So, you'll have to teach them next. Every elder is doing the same."

"…Did you make that up just now?" Krune stared at Zamura, maintaining it for a good whole minute before the other party averted his glance. 

Suddenly, Zamura left behind a statement and flew away. "I just remembered I have something important that I have to take care of. Aiyaaa! It's tough managing a sect."

"…" Krune stared at Zamura's fleeing back, cursing aloud, "Slacker!"

He sighed and approached the closest Core Disciple, slapping his cheeks gently to wake him up. He cast a beam of healing effect on the other party, causing him to wake up immediately. 

"What…whe…where am I?" The Core Disciple looked around, unable to understand what was up for a moment. He was around fifty years old, having reached the Fifth Stage of the Nascent God Realm already. He was pretty talented and seemed to have a rather interesting Spiritual Incarnation. 

He then gazed at Krune, asking in doubt, "Elder…Krune?"

"That's me." Krune nodded before asking, "What were you doing here? Why did you fall unconscious?"

"I was just curious and peeked inside when I perceived countless laws and fell unconscious," the Core Disciple said as he slowly recalled everything, trembling in fright for a moment. 

"Come with me," Krune said, dragging the hesitant guy into the dome, placing him in one corner as he iterated, "Just focus on one."

"Y-Yes." His voice shivered as the Core Disciple gazed at the first Deity Sphere that fell in his line of sight, focusing on it alone when he felt as if he had become trapped in a block of ice, chilling.

"Gah!" A couple of seconds later, his concentration broke as he noticed he was back in the dome, asking as he panted, "Just…what was that?"

"The Law of Ice," Krune replied. "What you had experienced was just a hallucination conjured by your mind as you comprehended the Law of Ice. The longer you endure that sensation, the greater your rate of comprehension."

"I'll try again," the Core Disciple said in excitement before focusing on the Ice Deity Sphere, this time maintaining concentration for a good dozen seconds as he laughed, despite panting in response. "I could feel a difference already. This is amazing!"

"Good." Krune nodded, patting his shoulders, "Now, pass on the message to everyone in the sect. Tell them that since this is the opening day, everyone would be able to comprehend the laws for free for a month."

"Yes!" The Core Disciple was excited as he rushed out of the dome immediately, taking out an information transmission talisman as he passed on the details to everyone he was in contact with, causing the message to circulate throughout the sect. 

In the meantime, Krune slapped awake the rest of the unconscious Core Disciples. Just when they woke up, they were surprised to see the ground trembling, turning around in fear to see a horde of people rushing towards them. 

It was a stampede of cultivators as everyone rushed into the dome, occupying any available spots. It became cramped pretty quickly as some took out their swords, standing on their tips to begin comprehending the laws, immediately noticing a large difference. 

"Did you make something again, Krune?" Tina landed on the floating island, asking in surprise.

"It's a place to comprehend the laws faster." Krune smiled in response, asking, "Where's Gegrafikan?"

"He's in the library. There's a lot that he wishes to talk with you." Tina laughed before pointing at the dome. "I'll manage this place. I'm pretty bored these days anyway. Plus, this seems fun."

"Sure." Krune smiled before taking flight. 

He still wasn't used to flying as a Semi-God Realm cultivator, from time to time relying on his Cloud Whale since that was faster. For things related to moving the body, abilities derived from body cultivation were better.

Comparing such things, he reached the library, entering it to see rows and rows of books filled everywhere. He casually looked at the nearest book, muttering, "Records of the Persimmon Immortal Sect?"

Of course, he didn't know what that sect was, flipping through the pages to see all the details related to that sect. From its founding, the continent it was based upon, the number of members in the sect, the various divisions, their enemies and allies, etc., everything related to the Persimmon Immortal Set was recorded. 

Krune gazed around him, noticing that the section he was at consisted of such records about countless sects. "Just how many places has he been to?"

He then moved away from the column related to sects and arrived at the forging section, noticing countless techniques used by countless cultivators to forge various equipment, from One Star Godly Fusion Realm equipment to even rare records of Nine Star Primal God Realm equipment. 

There was a vast variety of them. Curious, he flipped through some of them, reading through every book in a matter of minutes, all thanks to his Mental Energy, allowing him to understand the underlying concepts so quickly.

He could feel his knowledge improving while countless new ideas popped into his mind, causing him to exclaim in surprise, "Amazing!"

"Are they to your liking?" a familiar voice resounded from behind him as Krune turned around, noticing the figure of Gegrafikan wearing a monocle, gently leaning on a shelf while sporting a smile.

"There's a lot to learn here. How did you come to learn about so many things?" Krune asked in surprise. 

"That's just what has been coded into my race's bloodline. I'm tapping into that information trove after becoming an immortal." Gegrafikan smiled. "As a Heavenly Aberrant, I've unlocked my race's true powers and now have access to everything that my race had learned about. Well... I've learned about a shocking fact from that."

"What's that?" Krune turned serious upon seeing the other party's solemn tone. 

"The God Realm is destabilizing."