Kyle woke up early the next morning. He had been given a glimpse of Arion's expectations, and the challenges that lay ahead weighed heavily on his mind. Determined to prove himself, he made his way to the training ground, where Arion was already waiting. As Kyle approached, he greeted Arion respectfully. Arion acknowledged his presence with a nod and a measured gaze, his expression revealing little. It was clear that Arion was a man of few words, focused on the task at hand. Arion began to explain the purpose of this day's training. "Since you were recommended by Noira," he said, "I want to assess your capabilities before we proceed with your formal training." He paused, his eyes fixed on Kyle. "You will be given 15 assignments in total. As long as you complete these assignments to my satisfaction, I will grant you the status of an inner disciple from the start, given that our sect is still in its early stages." Kyle bowed his head in acknowledgment. He understood the significance o
After enduring a grueling week-long carriage journey, Arion and Kyle finally arrived at the bustling heart of Rainsong City. The city unfolded before them like a sensory symphony, with fragrant floral stalls adorning cobblestone pathways, filling the air with the intoxicating scents of orchids, lotus blossoms, and exotic jungle flowers. Street performers dazzled the crowds with acrobatics and vibrant street art, infusing an enchanting atmosphere into their surroundings. Wooden canopy walkways overhead cast dappled shadows, offering a serene escape from the lively streets below. Aromatic food stalls beckoned with the flavors of savory dumplings and fragrant curries, while the laughter of children echoed from nearby playgrounds. In the Temple District, temple bells chimed melodiously, and devotees paid homage to the Rainsong Goddess. They strolled across an arched stone bridge, admiring koi fish gliding beneath, while palace guards in resplendent armor and a monument celebrating unity se
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Upon their arrival in a majestic courtyard, Arion found himself at a loss for words. Every member of the Carter Clan, from the elders to the youngest children, had assembled in orderly formation. Their gathering was a testament to their profound respect for martial arts and a profound acknowledgment of the extraordinary abilities of their distinguished guest. Arion, despite his youthful appearance, exuded an aura of power and martial spirit. Terrence couldn't shake the feeling that Arion's real age belied his youthful looks. In a clan where martial prowess was the ultimate measure of one's value, the age at which they reached significant milestones was of paramount importance. The most gifted among the Carter Clan had achieved the esteemed rank of Martial Warrior by the age of 15. By the age of 20, they had risen to the prestigious position of Martial Grandmaster, a title that brought honor and prestige to their family. Terrence himself had accomplished the remarkable feat of reachin
Terrance, after considering Arion's commitment and the potential benefits of his sister, Seraphina, joining the Tiger Claw Sect, nodded in response to Arion's proposal. "Very well, Sect Master Arion. I will take your word for it," he said with a sense of cautious optimism. He then turned his gaze to Seraphina, his expression reflecting a blend of concern and determination. "Seraphina," he began, addressing his sister, "It seems that Sect Master Arion is willing to provide you with an opportunity to join the sect. The decision, however, ultimately rests with you." Seraphina, with her carefully concealed ruthlessness, had other intentions in mind. As Terrance signaled her decision to join the sect, she suddenly interjected, her voice laced with challenge and a hint of defiance. Seraphina, with her concealed cunning and her carefully concealed ruthlessness, had other intentions in mind. As Terrance signaled her decision to join the sect, she suddenly interjected, her voice laced with c
Encountered Individual:- Name: ?- Age: 0- Talent: CThis is the thing Arion saw when he saw an Old Man carrying something in his hands and it isn't the talent of Old Man but the window showed that the thing which has a C Rank talent isn't the old man, but the thing the Old Man was carrying in his bag.Arion, moving swiftly through the serene streets of Rainsong City, witnessed an old man clutching a tattered bag with an aura of intrigue that enveloped him. The old man's demeanor was far from the bustling throngs of the city, and his actions spoke of an entirely different story. Arion hurried towards the old man."Excuse me, sir," Arion began with an air of regal poise, "I couldn't help but notice your bag. Would you be willing to part with it and its contents in exchange for some money?"Initially, the old man hesitated, his eyes reflecting a deep caution. However, Arion, with an unearthly elegance, revealed a gleaming gold coin that seemed to radiate with an otherworldly luster. T
Encountered Individual: - Name: ? - Age: 16 - Talent: F - Race: HYBRID - Level: Level 1 (Qi Condensation 6th Layer, Equivalent to a Martial Warrior) Arion's gaze shifted from the cryptic system window to the enigmatic figure before him – a boy of sixteen, with a talent level of F, and an unsettling aura that seemed more akin to a predatory beast than a human. The boy's appearance was anything but ordinary, with fiery red hair that resembled smoldering embers and crimson eyes that bore an eerie, almost sinister intensity. His physique, though youthful, exuded a mature, unsettling power and charisma that transcended his years. He didn't seem like a typical teenager but rather a harbinger of darkness. Arion's spine tingled
Zayn firmly declined Arion's invitation, causing Arion to chuckle. "You must be joking," Arion responded, his laughter revealing his disbelief at the unexpected turn of events. Zayn raised his sword, pointing it directly at Arion. In a commanding tone, he declared, "Hand over the two eggs, and I may consider sparing your life." Arion chuckled in response, his laughter carrying a hint of unwavering determination. With a confident grin, he retorted, "I always get what I want, no matter the circumstances." Arion swiftly retrieved a mysterious black mask from his inventory, known as the "Veil of Dread." He donned it, shrouding his face in an aura of foreboding. With a resolute intent, he activated all his equipped items, each one enhancing his innate abilities and strengthening his presence. Upon witnessing Arion don the "Veil of Dread," Kyle was gripped b