2025-01-08 11:32:40"You will know the answer once you are able to maximize the power within your body, Arya. For now, stop asking questions. I can feel there is a lot of energy gathering in the forest over there!"
Arya frowned. "So, you know about Sarwana, the Monkey King who rules this ravine? Is that the energy you're talking about?" "I don't really know him, but I did see him earlier when I brought you food. He possesses quite a bit of power, in my opinion. But if we measure it by human standards, that monkey's power is already quite high," Hydra replied, then took another step forward. Arya was still very curious about Hydra’s answer, which didn’t address any of his questions. "Whose energy is in the forest? Why aren’t you answering me?" "If you want to know the answer, you must first unite your soul with the Sword of the Fire Dragon. If not, then one of them will possess it. Now, get on my back!" Although still curious about the unanswered questions, Arya finally jumped onto Hydra's back. He trusted that the great Dragon wouldn’t lie to him. Once Arya was on its back, Hydra flapped both wings, and its massive body began to rise. The gusts of wind from the flapping wings sent dust swirling into the air. The first experience of being over 10 meters above the ground made Arya a little nervous. But with the belief that his body would be fine even if he fell from that height, he grew even more excited. "Show me your speed, Hydra!" he shouted. "Hold on tight!" Hydra called back. A distance of 250 meters wasn't far, and in less than two seconds, Hydra landed right next to the Sword of the Fire Dragon still embedded in the stone. Arya’s hair was tousled by the intense wind. His soul seemed to leave his body when Hydra demonstrated its flying abilities. The handsome young man jumped down from Hydra's back, a height of about 5 meters, the dragon’s body stretching 18 meters from head to tail. His knees trembled as though they might give way. "What’s wrong?" Hydra looked curious. "Why didn’t you tell me it would be that fast?" Arya's voice trembled. "Didn’t you ask me to show my flying abilities?" Hydra chuckled at Arya's reaction. Arya didn’t answer. He was still trying to steady his rapidly beating heart, which felt like a drum being pounded relentlessly. "Once you’ve calmed down, quickly drip your blood on the hilt of the Sword of the Sky Dragon!" Hydra’s voice suddenly changed, and Arya quickly shifted his gaze. He no longer saw the large dragon he had ridden but a young man of his own age. "Who are you?" Arya asked, surprised, taking two steps back. "It’s me, idiot! Do you think I can't change my form into a human?" Hydra, now in human form, looked frustrated. "Why didn’t you say so, you damn dragon! You almost made my heart stop!" Arya was just as frustrated. "Enough, don’t talk about it. Quickly drip your blood on the hilt of the Sword of the Sky Dragon!" Hydra commanded. Arya nodded and walked toward the Sword of the Sky Dragon. He looked down and picked up a small stone, sharp enough to prick the tip of his finger. In one quick cut, blood seeped out of the tip of Arya's slightly opened finger. He then dripped his blood onto the hilt of the Sword of the Fire Dragon, as instructed by Hydra. For several seconds, there was no change or movement from the ancient sword. This puzzled Hydra. "This is strange," he muttered softly. Arya stayed silent, as he didn’t know what process would follow after his blood was dripped onto the sword. "Wait here! I’ll go inside," Hydra said before darting into the blade of the Sword of the Sky Dragon. It wasn’t long before Hydra reappeared. His expression was weary and lackluster. "What happened? What’s inside?" Arya asked, puzzled. "The Sword of the Fire Dragon rejected your blood, Arya," Hydra answered softly. "Well, that’s a relief," Arya replied nonchalantly. Hydra stared at Arya sharply. "What do you mean by that?" "Well… if I had that sword, I'd surely be hunted by warriors who wanted to possess it. Not to mention the heavy responsibility I’d have to bear," Arya explained. "So, you want the sword to fall into the wrong hands?" Hydra asked, frustration creeping into his thoughts. "That’s not it! It just means there could be others who are worthy of possessing it," Arya retorted. Hydra shook his head slowly. "You don’t know what will happen if this sword falls into the hands of someone with a corrupt soul, Arya." "Can’t the sword just reject them like it did my blood?" "Because your body contains two opposing souls. Good and evil. If the evil one is dominant, then it will be all evil; if good, all good. But the problem is, everyone coming into that forest right now has a corrupted soul. They are all aiming to possess the sword to dominate the martial world," Hydra explained. Arya stroked his head thoughtfully, pondering why Hydra’s words sounded so similar to what Sarwana had said about good and evil. "And finding someone who isn’t ambitious to possess the sword, like you, I think will be very difficult, maybe even impossible. Especially someone with your level of power," Hydra continued. "Alright, then what should we do? Hasn’t it already rejected me?" "Wait a moment!" Hydra darted into the sword again, and this time, he stayed inside for quite a while. Meanwhile, in the forest, the warriors who had heard Sarwana’s threat to destroy anyone who dared to venture deeper into the forest grew uneasy and eventually joined forces. If that giant monkey was still alive, their ambition to possess the Sword of the Fire Dragon and dominate the martial world would be severely hindered. The only way was to eliminate the monkey first. As for the other warriors, they thought they would fight and kill each other if they managed to kill the monkey, who they assumed was the forest’s guardian. What they didn’t know was that the forest contained rare resources sought by every martial artist wishing to enhance their skills — the Tundra Moss. If they knew this, the Panguripan Ravine would surely be far from peaceful. In addition to Kelana Jati and Darmawisesa, five other warriors with similar abilities to theirs were also present. If they attacked one by one, they would certainly be easily defeated. Instead of fearing the seven warriors who had surrounded him, Sarwana just smiled widely. There was no fear in the mind of the ruler of the Panguripan Ravine.
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