༺ Mount Hua (2) ༻
I felt like I needed to say something one more time. However, time never listened to me.
Instead, I always found myself in situations where I had to adapt to its passing and whatever it brought.
I was reemphasizing that statement because the 10 days I’d been given went by way too fast.
In those days, I had to train with the little time I had, and I also had to squeeze out all the memories I had of the events that would happen in the future.
Plus, I also had to deal with the Second Elder and Gu Huibi visiting me all the time.
The only thing that gave me some form of entertainment was teasing Wi Seol-Ah after she was done with all the housework.
Seeing her face morph into despair as if the world was collapsing whenever I took and ate her yakgwa would never not be funny.
Plus, when you think about it, it’s my money anyways, right?
The servants would sometimes spend their own money to buy her snacks, but most of the snacks came from me.
Well, to be more specific, it was the clan’s money, but that’s pretty much the same thing...
It’s my money until I’m out of the clan.
I’d always had the thought of leaving the clan for good, but that something for the future.
I needed to take advantage if the clan for at least five more years.
– Thud! Thud!
I let go of my sandbags after a session of training.
Their weights could easily be discerned just by hearing the sounds they made as they fell onto the floor.
“Not yet, huh.”
Ten days was definitely not enough time for me to reach the 4th realm of the flame arts.
I may have been at the peak of the 3rd realm, but the final wall to jump over in order to get to the 4th realm was a bit tall.
If I wanted to use this destructive art whilst also being fluid in my movements, I first needed to hone my physique.
The Gu Clan’s destructive martial art may have been easy to learn, but the Qi management required was tough to balance things out.
The wild flame that formed around the martial artist’s body consumed a ton of Qi, and in order to withstand the flames, the user had to have a strong physique to begin with.
Speaking from the experience of my previous life, I knew more than anyone just how important it was to have a strong physique.
“...It’s also why I couldn’t reach the highest realm.”
The highest realm.
The ultimate form of the destructive flame art.
The realm that would allow the martial artist to claim they had ‘mastered’ it.
Some compared mastering the art to mastering one’s own will.
But I’d never reached that realm, so I didn’t know the answer.
The Demon Sword in my previous life reached the point where she became one with her sword.
If we were speaking solely about realm, then I believe she reached a higher realm than I did.
When I asked her how she felt after reaching such a realm, she replied.
Nothing.
I hadn’t even been disappointed because I’d expected she wouldn’t give me a detailed answer anyways.
If I had to decipher that answer, it would be something along the lines of transcending to a new level.
It was pretty difficult to explain.
As one transcended to a new level, they became more accustomed to it, allowing them to perceive it more clearly.
I was currently at a level so pathetic that I couldn’t even feel such things, but if I was in the shoes of the martial artist that was right in front of me, it would be a completely different story.
“I am great at driving carriages, Young Master!”
“...No need, elder, we already called people to drive the carriage for us.”
So why was this man here living like this...?
I always wondered about that...
* * * *
It had been 10 days already.
It didn’t even feel like I’d had enough time to rest, but the day when I would be going to Mount Hua came regardless.Gẹtt the latest novels at n.o/(v)/e/l/bin(.)com
Fucks sake... I still can’t believe that I would be going to Shaanxi when I just returned from Sichuan.
I wondered how long the trip would take, it would probably be fall season by the time I came back home.
“...How long do you think this trip is going to take?”
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