Chapter 1: childhood memories pt.1 (when i was born)
"What is this... Where am I... Who am I, this feelingAs if I am drowning
Yes, I remember..I am now dead
I was someone who vowed to kill all of humanity, insulted them, despised them, killed them, and this might be amusing, but even I ate one of them
How much time has passed? A year, a hundred years, a thousand years, let's rewind time a little for you to understand my story Let's go back to a thousand years beforeTo the beginning of everything"
The story begins
A boy aged 10, his father called out to him "White, come here" his father called White seriously
White walked to his father who was sitting behind the house"Do you know what this is, my son?" his father waved the sword in front of White"It's a sword, father" White answered with a smile"Do you want to try waving it a little?" his father handed the sword to him
"Alright" White replied in surprise that turned into excitement afterwards
White held the sword and tried to wave it"It's too heavy" White couldn't even pull it out of its sheath
"Listen, White, today you have reached the age of 10, which means you need to start honing your skills" his father looked at him seriously"From today onwards, you will train until the essence of your race becomes a force within you"
"And what is the essence of race?" White wondered"Do you want to know?" his father smiled"Yes, I do" White answered"
Then every day for a week, try waving the sword 10 times""But this is difficult, I couldn't even pull it out of its sheath" White complained His father put his hand on White's head "So today, try pulling the sword out of the sheath once and wave it, and I will tell you a little about the essence of race"
"Really?" White's eyes lit up with joy and excitement"Yes, so I'll leave you for a while" his father said
White tried to pull it with all his might but there was no response, it didn't move at all
White sat on the ground tiredly "I can't even budge it, how can I wave it?"In the house, White's father sat on a chair in the kitchen while White's mother cooked"Don't you think you're being a bit harsh on the boy?" White's mother scolded
"If he wants to step into the world of cultivater, he must learn by himself" White's father's expressions turned serious
Behind the house
White got tired of trying to pull the sword and glanced at his weak hands "I guess I need to train a little"
"Alright, this is my daily schedule for this week: try to pull out this sword from its sheath and do 10 push-ups and 10 squats"
After White finished his exercisesHe lay on the ground, his breaths labored and sweat pouring from all over his body "This is too hard, is my body this weak?"
White wondered"Who cares, I've started the exercises anyway" White got up from the ground and grabbed the sword, trying to pull it with all his strength but failed
"Looks like White has started his exercises" White's mother wondered"That's your mistake, you didn't tell him about the truth of this sword"
White's mother scolded White's father"This sword doesn't rely on physical strength but pure talent, and White doesn't know that this sword measures the talent of the person who pulls it for the first time" White's mother said
anxiously talent depends on the first month of a person at the age of ten and consists of four weeks: the first week is a high-class talent, the second week is an average-class talent, the third week is a low-class talent, and the fourth week is a garbage-classtalent
If the person cannot pull out the sword in these four weeks, he is not qualified to be a swordsman and will not have any essence of sweat
Afte six and a half days, the day his pare
nts were looking forward to
White's father watched his son from afar, hoping he would finish his exercises, which were pointless
When White finished his exercises, he started drinking some water to rest and catch his breath
He looked at the sword and picked it up easily "I've become a little stronger" White said with joy
White tried to pull the sword but couldn't
His father's face wrinkled with anger, then returned to its original expression and he went back into the house"Alright, this is my second week and I couldn't pull it out, I think I need to increase my exercises a little"
White increased both his upper and lower body exercises to 50 times
The second week
Every day of the second week, White tried to pull the sword after finishing each exercise but could never move it at all
The third weekWhite increased his overall exercises to 100 and added meditation because he noticed something strange about the sword
White's mother started to worry about his future, and White's father's anger grew inside him, but he suppressed it outwardly after each passing weekThe fourth week, White's last chance, who knew nothing
White increased his exercises again to 150 and then his body went from being worn out to being well-toned
At the end of the week, White lifted the sword easily and pulled it out of its sheath
White started pulling with all his strength but it didn't move until after fifty seconds of continuous pulling, it began to show signs of movement"
It's starting to come out" White increased the strength of his pull until his face turned red
Finally, after four continuous weeks, the sword was pulled out of its sheath"I finally managed to pull it, that was tough" White rejoiced a little then wondered"Isn't this sword strange? I couldn't pull it out until after four continuous weeks of training" White looked at the sword in amazement
White ran excitedly to his father "Father, I managed to pull it out"Veins appeared on his father's forehead with anger
When White entered the house, the veins disappeared immediately and then his father's original expression returned and he went inside the house"Good job, my son, if you stick to my promise, I'll tell you a little about the essence of race"
"First, the essence of race is an energy present in all the world, trees, animals, everywhere, and this energy comes from two specific places: mountains and rivers"
But intelligent creatures are born without this essence of race, and after centuries of effort
And studies, they managed to absorb this essence from nature, and this was called honing
White's eyes lit up with excitement, saying, "Teach me how to hone"
"Wait for me to finish my speech" White's father scolded"Listen, there are three primary levels of honing: bronze, silver, gold,
and after that, there are the major levels which are earthly essence race level.Celestial Essence race Level, Cosmic Essence race Level, Divine Essence race Level, Imperial Essence race Level
These are the levels of the race essence, but after each level, there are restrictions, for example, in the first three levels, you
cannot control the essence sweat, and therefore the cultivators trains to increase the speed of the essence of race flowing in the body through the veins
And there are restrictions on each level, for example, you cannot access the essence of race reservoir, you cannot fly, and of course, after each breakthrough, a restriction will be lifted and your strength will increase
and also there are small levels between each level: the beginning, the average peak, the peak, and breakthrough to a new level
And of course, this does not apply to the first three levels"
White's father didn't want to tell him about the other levels because he didn't want to hurt him about his talent"
So let's hone now, teach me how" White's excitement doubled
White's father got up from the ground "Alright, my son, from today onwards, you will undergo rigorous training under my guidance" his father's smile trembled as if he wanted to explode
White said excitedly
"Yes"
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End of Chapter 1
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