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Under normal circumstances, if one were to be compared to an animal, one would be offended or displeased to some extent. Modus had done the exact same thing to Will, and had compared him to a dog no less!Despite this seemingly cruel comparison, Will realized that Modus had been quite generous in implying that he was a dog. As far as Will was concerned even if he had been called an ant Will would still have felt that Modus was justified. Such was the gap between an Immortal such as Modus and Will.
"This is indeed a difficult question, thus in order to solve that problem the system was created. We, the intelligent, would forcibly teach you, the dog, how to read and write. For that to happen we have to make you evolve first. That is the purpose of the system. To speed up the evolution of mankind across the universe and bring out its true potential."
After a while Modus had revealed what Will felt few people would know. This was without doubt valuable info
...As Will heard Modus mention intent, he could not help but gulp. This is what he had been waiting for. He more or less understood energy, so Modus' explanation on that was Will's secondary objective. His real target was to hear Modus talk about intent. However, thanks to his explanation Modus had answered a few of the questions that had been pestering Will. Yet, even more, questions were created."Intent is very difficult to describe or explain, especially to those who have not yet experienced it. However, luckily you have quite an experience with it already. It's just that you did not realize It." said Modus with a cheeky grin.At this point, Will had more or less recovered quite a bit so he was able to sit up straight. Even as he sat up, his eyes and focus never stopped payingattention to Modus."Wait...could it be bloodlust?" said Will with some uncertainty."Exactly! Well done. To be honest you were very close to that conclusio
.."Fuck off!"Swoosh!It took nothing more than an instant, and yet, at that moment, a creature with an E+ rating was beheaded by Will, its existence passed off as if he was swatting a fly.Will was running with all his might. He had been moving so fast that he could barely tell what the creature was. Even the usual notification that the system gave hadn't reached his eyes. All he had seen had been a weak, furry, humanoid obstruction, so he had taken care of it.With a frantic expression, Will ran forward as fast as he could within the jungle. From time to time he would come across a 'powerful' creature, but like the ape-monster from before, it would be greeted by Will's sword and sudden darkness.Will did not care who or what he ran into. Be it a creature, trees, rocks or any other obstruction within his path, he would merely swing his sword and make way. All his focus was on trying to make sure he was going in a straight line.
At the bottom of the lake formed at the base of the waterfall, was an underwater cave. Within that cave was a young man, dutifully training his sword technique. This cave did not exist when Will first arrived here; he had dug it out to make it his temporary home.The creatures above ground were far too strong for him to fight constantly. Will had no idea where Modus had sent him, but he knew this was definitely a higher level area. The average creature here could easily give the Storm Wolf King a good fight.Thus Will decided to create a hideout for him to rest after a good day's adventuring. The inside of the cave was large, about 800 meters in diameter. The entrance to the cave itself was not that large and was usually frozen shut. Will would only create an opening while he was leaving or entering.Within the cave was a small lake with a somewhat large patch of land in the middle. From above the ground, it looked like the letter O with the water constant
...Spiritual veins were veins that transported energy from the pores on the skin, to and all around the body. Meridians, on the other hand, were broad valve-like checkpoints that existed in the complex network of spiritual veins. There were actually thousands of spiritual veins, but only 20 of such meridians.Places, where spiritual veins intersected, were called acupoints. One could freely operate one's acupoints to assist in directing energy, but meridians were different.There were two types of meridians, called the Eight Gates and the TwelveDoors, respectively.How many meridians you had unsealed at birth was a measure of your cultivation talent. Especially your Gates: the more you trained, the more Doors you could open. The number of Gates however never changes, you are stuck with that number for life.In the beginning, Will had six Doors that were unsealed and five unsealed Gates.Each of the Doors was trait less and thus
...The first opening was an important event, particularly because it determined ones future cultivation path. Many warriors did countless hours of research and searched for areas with the most ideal locations for a breakthrough. Some even had so many resources they had access to places where world energy was so dense it liquefied.Since one's first opening decided their future path, it was crucial. Will had used his first opening to comprehend not an ability, not a technique, but an intent, and from one of the five constitutional base elements at that! Such an achievement was absurd. This had without a doubt meant that Will's path along the Dao of water would be smooth sailing if he trained hard enough. Little did Adelda know that Will did far more than just understanding a bit about water intent...At some point, Will had opened his eyes and had walked out of the water. His eyes were shining with incredible vigor and his entire temperament had changed. Aside from the obvious bruises
...As Will traversed the tunnel, he met a variety of different monsters, each troublesome in their own way. Yet, despite their formidability, each time Will fought he would adapt and achieve victory. The same applied even for the last batch of creatures he had to fight. Humanoid creatures that had blades as arms and an eel-like head. They were called gagan and had an E+ rank. Despite their rank, one was not that much for Will to handle, and a group was also easy to deal with.The Gagan were humanoid both in form and in nature, their team battle tactics were worthy of praise as far as Will was concerned. Their ability to use spaces and their communication was uncanny. All Will heard was something akin to squealing. Nevertheless, these squeals were definitely more than they seemed. The Gagan did not have any extra abilities besides having a tough exterior and being very nimble.Their blade-like limbs made for effective weapons, but there was no weapon that could pose less danger to Wil
Swoosh!A humanoid silhouette was sliced in two instantly, its body parts falling to the ground as if they had been lifeless, to begin with."Hah."Next, to the body, a young man sighed in relief. He was of a medium build, less than average height, with dark hair, brown eyes, and a light brown skin tone.Normally a person his age should be filled with the vigorous nature of youth, however, this young man appeared somewhat more mature. His heaving chest and deep breaths revealed that he was tired.His expression displayed indifference, his faced hardened by constant battle. He was brandishing a sword, the edge of the blade covered in blood.Surrounding him, there were approximately 50 or so corpses littering the floor."Damn, these guys didn't give me enough experience! These demons are too weak; I just wasted five minutes for nothing!"After muttering to himself the man, returned his katana to its scabbard and checked his body, to ensure he was all in one piece. He was pleased with th
... Swoosh! A humanoid silhouette was sliced in two instantly, its body parts falling to the ground as if they were lifeless to begin with. "Hah." Next to the body a young man sighs in relief, he was of medium build, less than average height, with dark hair, brown eyes and a light brown skin tone. Normally a person his age should be filled with the vigorous nature of youth, however this young man appeared somewhat more mature. His heaving chest and deep breaths revealed that he was tired. His expression displayed indifference, his faced hardened by constant battle. He was brandishing a sword; this sword was covered in blood. Surrounding him were approximately 50 or so corpses, littering the floor. "Damn, these guys didn't give me enough experience! These demons are too weak; I just wasted five minutes for nothing!" After muttering to himself the man returned his katana to its scabbard and checked his body, to ensure he was all in one piece. He was pleased with the results, fo