On the other side of the temple was a village made of medieval buildings.
Most of the buildings were made from brick and wood, and there were easily over hundred buildings.
Disciples of the temple had their own stores and restaurants, where most of them spent their time when they weren't training.
The young men and women looked shocked at the reveal.
They thought that the mountain only had a worn-out temple, but there was an authentic village!
Soon, dozens of disciples arrived, most of them were wearing green robes, and some had pink.
The male disciples had their heads shaved, while the female disciples had their hair tied in a ponytail.
''Follow the disciples, and they will show where you all will be living,'' Shinu said and entered the temple with other Grandmasters.
Once Shinu passed Ichiro, they had a moment of eye contact, but that only lasted a split second.
Once he left, Ichiro frowned and looked behind him, he still felt an invisible aura surrounding his body, but he shrugged it off and started following the disciples with Azura.
The road around the village was surprisingly pavement and very well maintained.
The young men and women saw all sorts of stores and restaurants where disciples were working, and some of the customers were part of the younger generation that arrived earlier!
Most of them noticed the new batch of younger generations but didn't look impressed and quickly looked away to continue shopping.
Most of the young men in front of Ichiro scoffed and still acted as arrogantly when they first arrived.
Most of the younger generations had already found their buildings, and soon it was Ichiro's and Azura's time.
They followed one of the disciples, who had a bald head and a severe look on his face.
''This is the one.'' He stopped in front of a simple one-floor building with a single bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen.
''Name?'' He took a piece of paper from his pocket and asked, ''Hurry up, I don't have an entire day.''
''Kurogami Ichiro,'' Ichiro replied, not really caring about the rudeness of the disciple.
The disciple frowned and remembered that name somewhere.
Soon, he found out the name on the paper.
[Kurogami Ichiro - Chosen]
His hands started trembling as he looked fearfully at the youth, 'Chosen one?! Why the fuck did he arrive so late? I thought all of them had arrived already!'
He dropped the paper and anxiously took a small box from his pocket. Shinu, for some reason, gave him the box just moments before they were told to show the houses for a new batch.
He didn't know what it had, but now he had a hunch.
The disciple opened the box, and inside was a silver-colored ring.
He took the silver ring and offered it to Ichiro, ''H-Here, this is the ring for chosen ones.''
''Oh?'' Ichiro was about to take the ring, but then someone snatched it.
The disciple looked startled and saw a black-haired girl holding the ring with puffed cheeks.
''Hmm?'' Ichiro looked at Azura.
She grabbed his hand and put the ring on his ring finger.
She smiled and proudly raised her chin.
''Okay…?'' Ichiro thought that his girlfriend was becoming weirder every day.
''Well, I am off; welcome to Island of Grandmasters!'' The disciple bowed and quickly ran off.
''He didn't ask my name.'' Azura saw the disciple running off.
''Must have forgotten.'' Ichiro shrugged and opened the wooden door, ''Unpack the things; I have to visit the temple.''
''Oh, will it take long?'' She asked and took the bags from Ichiro.
''No.'' Ichiro shook his head, and once Azura closed the door, he turned around and started walking back to the temple.
The ring on his finger was very noticeable, and many of the surrounding disciples and younger generation members saw it.
It was a sign of chosen one.
Their faces became serious as they looked at the black-haired youth.
He was chosen as one of the greatest geniuses in the world.
''Damn, where is the booze?!'' Ichiro's steps came to a halt as he saw three young men stumbling out of the store.
At first, he didn't care about the young men, but then he saw something that made him surprised.
The three young men had a similar silver ring on their fingers!
The first young man had a short blond and an attractive face. He had sharp eyebrows with blue eyes and a dainty nose, giving him a look of elegancy and attractiveness.
The second young man had short red hair and with a beautiful face. Above his red eyes were delicate-looking eyebrows, and including his delicate skin, he indeed looked beautiful, even though he was clearly a man according to his athletic body stature.
The third young man had short black hair, a handsome face, slick eyebrows, a delicate nose, and bright blue eyes.
''Fuck, why aren't there any booze?!'' Lord Empyrean shouted with an enraged look, ''Do they want us to die out of thirst?''
Lone Sunlove kicked the pebble on the ground, which struck a nearby disciple on the forehead.
''Oops.'' He wryly smiled as the disciple became enraged, but after seeing their silver rings, he only gritted his teeth and walked away.
''Heh.'' Ares Moonstar chuckled and casually turned his head towards the right, but instantly his eyes widened in shock.
He touched the shoulders of two of his friends, who frowned and turned their heads in the same direction as Ares.
At first, their faces were normal until their eyes almost bulged out of their sockets.
Ichiro looked straight at the young men and felt pressured!
His face became serious as he understood that they were far from weak; they might be as strong as him!
'World is indeed vast…' His mouth curved into a small smile, and he felt excited at the possibility of him actually struggling in the upcoming battles!
''You are… Ichiro, right?'' Lord asked with a crazy smile appearing on his face.
''Yes?'' Ichiro was surprised that they knew who he was.
Lord, Lone, and Ares looked at each other before nodding.
''Ichiro, what do you think about getting drunk?'' Lord asked with narrowed eyes.
''Well… I am kinda thirsty.'' Ichiro replied and saw the three young men surrounding him.
''Apparently, there is a wine cellar on the temple,'' Lone whispered and pointed at the worn-out building in the distance.
''You want to steal from the grandmasters?'' Ichiro asked with a shocked look, 'These guys are fucking mental.'
''Steal, pfft.'' Lord waved his hand and innocently smiled, ''Borrowing and maybe return less than we actually took.''
They looked at Ichiro with sparkling eyes.
''Sigh… Fine.'' Ichiro replied, ''But if you guys get caught, I have never met any one of you.''
''Sure, be a distraction.'' Lord patted his shoulder and grinned, ''Let's talk once we have successfully managed to borrow the wine.''
