"Stop, you bastard!" shouted Darsa as he kept running after Arya. His breath was heavy, matching the quick pace of his footsteps.Thirty meters ahead, Arya's heart pounded like a war drum beaten repeatedly. The handsome young man did not glance back even once to see how close Darsa was behind him.Arya ran with all his might. His only thought was how to escape from the clutches of those who wanted to sell him."Stop, Arya! Don't run!" Darsa shouted again.Arya was the name the young man had given to the people who had captured him. In truth, he didn't remember his real name or where he came from. He remembered nothing except waking up suddenly on the banks of a fast-flowing river.While searching for food to fill his growling stomach, the human trafficking syndicate found and captured him.The gap between Arya and Darsa gradually narrowed. Physical ability and combat skills clearly made the difference. Arya was a young man with no knowledge of martial arts. Although his physique was s

"Alright. For the time being, until your memories return, I will call you Arya. You can call me Sarwana or King Sarwana," said Sarwana with a soft chuckle.Arya couldn’t help but smile at Sarwana’s amusing expression when he laughed. The atmosphere instantly became lighter with their laughter echoing outside the hut."How about staying here for an indefinite time until you regain your memories?" Sarwana continued, posing the question after his laughter subsided.Arya was silent for a moment. He still remembered the cruelty of the human trafficking syndicate members that led him to fall and end up at the bottom of Panguripan Gorge."Why are you quiet and not answering my question, Arya?" Sarwana asked curiously."I want revenge on them! But how? They must be eradicated so no one else becomes a victim of their cruelty!" Arya growled in anger.Sarwana squinted, staring intently at Arya. Suddenly, he was reminded of a human he once knew."Why does this young man share the same spirit as h

Unlike the first time he jumped—or rather, was pushed by Sarwana—this time Arya could control the trajectory of his body.Unbeknownst to him, during the two weeks he had spent in the hut consuming Tundra Moss regularly, Arya's bone structure had strengthened significantly. Additionally, the internal spaces within his bones for storing inner energy had expanded.Sarwana had played no small part in this transformation. The Tundra Moss he gave to Arya was infused with inner energy. Not only did this enhance the strength of Arya's bones, but it also allowed him to develop a foundation of inner energy even before his training began.Arya himself noticed the significant changes within him but remained unaware of the concept of inner energy since Sarwana had yet to explain it. So far, he attributed his ability to control his body during jumps solely to the quality of his bones shaped by the Tundra Moss, unaware of other contributing factors.In other words, without consciously learning to ma

In his hundreds of years of life, Sarwana had never experienced anything like what had just occurred. Let alone absorbing his energy, few warriors had ever been able to stand against him. But this time was different—he was now certain that Arya was the warrior foretold by the old hermit."I must explain to him the prophecy and the challenges he will face," Sarwana muttered softly, his eyes fixed on the process of uniting the elemental energy and pure essence within Arya's body.Arya spent nearly the entire day absorbing the elemental energy of the area. Just as Sarwana had said, the extreme heat gradually turned into a pleasant coolness the more energy Arya absorbed. The scorching heat no longer bothered him, allowing him to meditate in comfort.Finally, the process of merging the elemental energy and pure essence within Arya reached its peak. An invisible explosion of energy erupted from his body, sweeping away everything around him. Dust billowed into the air, and small stones were

“There’s something I need to discuss with you, Arya. Let’s talk while we walk,” Sarwana suggested. He felt it was time for Arya to learn the truth about himself and the darker challenges he would face on his journey.Arya exhaled sharply, a hint of irritation crossing his face. He was annoyed that Sarwana had interrupted his brief moment of peace. However, the young man reminded himself that he couldn’t afford to slack off if he truly wanted to become a great warrior and destroy the human trafficking syndicate that had almost sold him.“Alright, let’s leave now!” Arya replied, his eyes sweeping over the dozens, perhaps hundreds, of monkeys in the area. Their warmth and friendliness had made him feel at home in the gorge.As they walked toward the training ground, Sarwana began explaining what an old hermit had told him about the darker side of the genius figure mentioned in the prophecy.“What makes you so certain that I’m the one mentioned in the prophecy?” Arya asked, still skeptica