Cain put away the book, but Oldman Belmon’s soul was already attached to him, so he could follow Cain around anywhere. He quickly left the research lab and ran back to his house, he felt paranoid that someone would see the soul floating on his shoulder and think he was haunted.

“Relax kid. No one except you can see me, it’s a simple thing to hide myself from these people”

Cain didn’t trust this oldman, he had forgotten where he put the inheritance with one of the greatest secrets in the universe. It wouldn’t be surprising if he forgot how to hide himself properly.

“Anyways kid, the best way to level up is to train your strength. Let me see what your gene is so I have an idea what I’m working with.”

Cain used his gene and gave a brief description of how it worked.

“Hmm, a time based gene? Those are pretty rare, it would have been simpler if you had a defense based gene. We could of just had you beaten up a few hundred times.”

“...”

“Heh, kid you have fortune and misfortune. This gene is definitely one of the best I’ve seen for its grade, but since it falls in a category that's a bit niche, it’ll be much harder to level up. However you’re lucky you have me around, I have a few ways to help you. First we could throw you in a blackhole, and you can feel how it warps the time around it to get a better understanding of how time works. Or we could seal up your soul for a few hundred years, feeling that massive amount of time pass by in an instance may enlighten you.”

“How about we do something that doesn’t involve having me killed…”

“Kid you won't die from being sealed up for hundreds of years, in fact you may even have a few years left to yourself when you wake up.”

Seeing Cain glare at him, Oldman Belmon decided to change his tactics.

“Alright, we can always do something else. Of course they won't be nearly as efficient as a black hole, but whatever, it's up to you. Now that I think about it, there's a place on Divine Perception Planet that is perfect for this situation. The Snail Realm Desert, the time there is slightly distorted due to an unknown reason, in fact it was one of the main reasons I decided to stop here and eventually create the Divine Perception Sects. Too bad I could never figure out its cause before I had to leave.”

“What exactly is the Snail Realm Desert?”

“It’s a small desert on the opposite side of the planet. The time in that place is a bit wonky, sometimes it moves fast, sometimes slow. It’s considered a forbidden zone because if enter at the wrong time, you’ll most likely lose your life. Don’t worry about that though, even though I never discovered what exactly caused the zone, I know how to avoid the dangerous times.”

Cain decided to take the risk and follow Oldman Belmons advice. The sooner he got the inheritance, the better. He would also have to face Lambard sooner or later, whether it was to settle their grudge, or to get into the top 10. They were truly destined opponents. He left the sect as soon as possible, naturally he informed the Greenwood faction first. They wanted to come along to provide him support, but Cain was adamant that he would be fine on his own. He took a few portals and was soon near the Snail Realm Desert.

“See that golden desert right in front of you kid? That's the Snail Realm Desert, if you look closely enough you can see that the air moves a bit strangely, that's the time distortion at work. From what I remember, the time becomes most stable every year, on the same day. At that point we could stay in the desert for about 24 hours with no worries. Let me just calculate the best time to enter.”

Oldman Belmon started counting on his fingers.

“Oldman, don’t you have a better method of calculation?”

“Heh, you are still too young after all. Don’t bash the basics, they work the best”

After about half an hour of counting fingers, Oldman Belmon suddenly snapped his eyes back open.

“Looks like we have about 3 days before the best moment arrives. Kid you really have some unfair luck, managing to get here at such a perfect time. If I had this luck in the past those bastards wouldn’t of had a chance against me”

Oldman Belmon suddenly started sounding bitter. Even he was jealous of Cain’s luck and talent. He decided to tell Cain about some of his achievements during his youth to even the playing field.

“You know, when I was your age, I fought back against 10 of my enemies who had the same strength as me!”

“You’re autobiography said you fought off 5”

“...”

The remaining 3 days passed by silently.