Chapter 5: Motivation
The safe zone was surrounded by a defensive wall, which encircled a couple of stalls and inns where disciples could rest, renting a room, he tried to sleep instantly, his body and dantian were energized but he was mentally exhausted. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't fall asleep, the only question on his mind was.
'Why am I doing this?, why am I cultivating " he asked himself.
As Frank pondered his lack of motivation to cultivate, he couldn't shake the feeling of detachment from the drive that seemed to propel others forward in their cultivation journeys. Unlike the protagonists of the stories he had read, he lacked any compelling reason to pursue power. There were no loved ones to protect, no lofty goals to strive for—just an empty void where purpose should reside.
Unable to find solace in sleep, Frank ventured out into the safe zone, seeking solace in the bustling activity around him. He observed as people toiled away at laborious tasks, their dedication evident in the sweat on their brows. Others were engrossed in their cultivation, their determination unwavering despite the trials they faced.
Watching the groups returning from their hunting expeditions—some bearing injuries, others unscathed—Frank couldn't help but wonder about their motivations and purpose. What drove them to push themselves to their limits day after day? What dreams and aspirations fueled their relentless pursuit of power and strength?
Lost in contemplation, Frank found himself grappling with questions that struck at the very core of his existence, yearning to uncover the meaning behind his own journey amidst a world filled with purpose-driven individuals.
"There isn't any purpose to my life here? is there" he said out loud contemplating all his life decisions so far.
He was just a neek, nerd, loser, loner, and a coward he didn't make anything of his previous life, he wasted all his time doing absolutely nothing, he contributed nothing to anyone's life, and his time back on earth was useless.
With a newfound determination stirring within him, Frank's mind alighted upon the notion of finding purpose through service to others. Summoning the courage to trust in himself, he made his way towards the bustling heart of the safe zone, where the majority of people congregated.
Taking in a deep breath to steady his nerves, Frank raised his voice to the heavens and declared with unwavering resolve, "I promise to dedicate my whole life to helping people in need!"
His proclamation echoed through the air, reverberating with the weight of his conviction. Standing tall with pride etched upon his features, he exuded an aura of determination, his chest puffed out, heels slightly lifted, and gaze fixed upwards towards the limitless expanse of possibility. In that moment, Frank embraced the path of selflessness and service, ready to embark on a journey filled with purpose and meaning.
If looks could kill, he would have died multiple times over. Everyone was staring at him with gazes that could burn through rocks.
Saying all this he couldn't go back to sleep, he needed strength to fulfill his oath. Holding tightly onto the spear he left the safe zone, deciding not to return until he was on death's door.
[QUEST: MAKE THE DREAM A REALITY]
'What's this quest' thought Frank walking back to the wilderness he searched for more rats to hunt.
"I need battle experience, each beast I kill will be the building blocks to succeeding in my dream," he said, planning out the future he wanted to walk on.
Walking around, he found another demonic rat feasting on one of its own. There was still fear in his eyes but the dedication and purpose made his hand stable and feet strong. pulling his spear back, he trusted with the entirety of his strength, ripping through the fur of the rat and impaling it like meat on a skewer, rising the spear over his head he once again shouted.
"Come on, I will kill you all" this was more of a battle cry, to encourage himself and taunt his enemy, But somehow he felt that he had infused both Elemental and Body Qi into it, making it reach as far as possible, echoing back from the mountains.
This battle cry alerted all the surrounding rats to his location, this time he was more skillful with his spear than the last time, going more with slashing than impaling. No matter how many he killed, more and more appeared, there were thousands of them, killing one after the other, blood splattering all over the place. Even breaking the spear didn't stop his killing rampage, impaling another rat with the broken spear handle, he let go and readied the first stance of 9 continuous fist technique, his bare brawling didn't stop even when he felt extremely exhausted.
Frank's resounding declaration resonated throughout the safe zone, stirring the hearts of all who heard it. Disciples emerged from their dwellings, drawn by the fervor of his battle cry, their curiosity piqued by the intensity of his words.
Witnessing Frank's unwavering determination, a wave of inspiration swept through the gathered crowd. Emboldened by his courage and resolve, the disciples felt a surge of spirit coursing through their veins, igniting a flame of determination within each of them.
In a spontaneous display of solidarity, those with enough spirit rallied to Frank's side, eager to join him in his fight. With spirits ablaze and hearts united in purpose, they stood shoulder to shoulder, ready to confront whatever challenges lay ahead.
With Frank leading the charge, they embarked on a journey fueled by courage, unity, and the unwavering resolve.
All this support started slowly dwindling the population of the rats, rats being the cowardly creatures slowly starting to retreat. Flank didn't stop fighting the rats until the rats completely disappeared.
Falling to the ground, Frank looked around seeing all the people coming together and fighting for one cause, this brought a smile to his face. His first step towards helping people came to an end, this wasn't what he was expecting, but something was better than nothing.
As smiles spread across their faces, Frank noticed the diverse array of individuals standing alongside him. Among them were ruined disciples, young disciples, and those who had endured the hardships of war. The recent conflict had taken its toll, particularly on the poor and lower-status members of society. The victory they now celebrated wasn't just a triumph in battle; it represented a beacon of hope for those who had long suffered in the shadows.
For many, this was the first glimmer of success and relief they had experienced in the wake of the war's devastation. The joy radiating from their faces reflected the profound significance of this moment—their spirits lifted by the promise of a brighter tomorrow.
Some people gathered around Frank asking basic questions and making small talk, and being in a good mood Frank didn't want to ruin the mood, so he played along. Everyone being done celebrating sat down to cultivate.
As the disciples diligently practiced the same basic elemental Qi cultivation technique, a remarkable phenomenon unfolded within the hunting ground. The elemental Qi in the environment began to gather and converge, drawn towards the collective efforts of the cultivators.
In the past, the sect had not fostered a strong culture of group cultivation, and it was rare for so many disciples to practice the basic elemental Qi absorption technique in such close proximity. Typically, disciples with more advanced techniques did not see the need to cultivate the basic technique, as they possessed more sophisticated methods to refine their cultivation.
However, in this unique scenario, hundreds of disciples came together, united in their pursuit of mastery over elemental Qi. Their synchronized practice created a powerful resonance, amplifying the effects of their cultivation and causing the elemental Qi in the surroundings to respond in kind.
As the energy continued to converge, a palpable sense of unity permeated the hunting ground. Despite their diverse backgrounds and levels of expertise, the disciples found themselves united by a shared purpose, their collective efforts breathing new life into the ancient practice of cultivation. In this moment of unity, they discovered the transformative power of working together towards a common goal, laying the foundation for a new era of cultivation within the sect
As the elemental Qi in the surroundings grew denser, it seemed to take on a palpable, almost tangible quality. Every individual present felt a surge of energy coursing through their bodies, their cultivation increasing at an unprecedented rate. Even those who had previously struggled to progress with their cultivation techniques found themselves experiencing remarkable advancements.
The impossible was unfolding before their eyes as more and more elemental Qi condensed, almost resembling a liquid state. Such a phenomenon was unheard of for cultivators below rank 4, yet here they were, witnessing it firsthand. This environment, infused with an abundance of elemental Qi, proved to be the premium setting for cultivation—a fertile ground for growth and enlightenment.
Amidst the awe-inspiring display of natural energy, Frank and his companions recognized the extraordinary opportunity laid before them. With determination in their hearts and renewed vigor in their souls, they immersed themselves in the cultivation process, eager to harness the boundless potential of their surroundings and unlock the secrets of their own untapped power
Every good thing had to end, and soon most of the disciples started to get stuffy, the rank of every disciple increased by 20% before it came to a stop. As every disciple stopped cultivating the environment turned back to normal.
Every disciple gathered their respective demonic rat material and returned to the main sect. Rumors of this scene shocked everyone in the sect. That entire event had the price of demonic rat material deflate completely, but more disciples were excited by the discovery of the new cultivation technique. This couldn't be called a cultivation technique per say, it was more of a phenomena, the disciples had realized this and were already discussing the possibility of researching this further. Since every disciple that had participated in the hunting were poor, they were amazed by the possibility of gaining something beyond their reach.
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