2025-05-14 21:49:44Kirin lay flat on the ground, looked up at the sky seeing the clouds disperse, he felt the wind against his body and knew for a fact that he was entirely naked.
"Shit"
He had also found another eerie fact, he seemed to have total immunity to lightning. This was something he had never heard of nor had he expected it. Anyone could be attacked by any element, even the one that you were primarily trained up in as the base for your cultivation. He had never heard of a case where one had total and complete immunity to an element.
Yet here he was, completely unscathed by the attack that came from the heavens, he smiled at himself as he covered his eyes with his right arm, the tears swelled up but he pushed them down.
He had survived, he escaped death.
Kirin heard footsteps walking towards him and turned to see who it was. Tharros looked at Kirin, his jaw slack, eyes wide with surprise.
"By the gods, boy you actually survived that?" Tharros asked genuinely surprised.
He had never met a single human who had survived that attack of his unscathed, and yet here was an underaged pale-looking boy, lying naked at the core of his attack. The thought made him shiver.
"Why didn't you tell me you were going to attack like that, I would have done things differently," Kirin cursed while he did his best to hide his stark nakedness. He felt embarrassed, but more than that, he felt used. He felt abandoned and now he felt disdain towards Tharros.
Tharros sighed.
"I didn't know what to tell you boy. I doubt you would have understood, but I told you to protect me so I could cultivate and heal my leg injury," Tharros said, pointing at the place where a deep gash of flesh could be seen, it wasn't completely healed yet.
Kirin saw this and calmed down, he looked at Tharros, "Then how did you make that attack? It was... Powerful" he admitted, although he had near immunity, he could feel parts of his body being stiff from that attack.
Tharros smiled at himself proudly, "Of course it was, it's one of my ultimate techniques. Unfortunately, the thing that took Greg's body escaped, I've been looking around for that one" he said exhausted.
"Can you teach me?" Kirin asked, suddenly forgetting all of his frustrations.
Tharros smiled "Boy, everyone learns stuff like this at the academy, I'm sure you know why the lethality of attacks differs from person to person".
"Because of the soul energy and intent" Kirin answered.
' I can't believe I'm being lectured while I'm butt-baked', he sighed.
Tharros nodded, "Exactly, at the beginning of the fight I hadn't used much soul essence to begin with which was why I was able to put in just enough essence into that attack to kill them off," he said pointing at the ground where the melted rocks had begun to cool down slowly.
Tharros pulled off his coat and threw it at Kirin, "Come on kid, we've found what we were looking for, let's head out and go back to the clan " he said calmly.
"Wait, what about our fallen comrades, don't you think we should look for them?" Kirin asked hesitantly.
"Fallen?" Tharros asked, looking confused. Then he understood what Kirin had meant and began chuckling.
"No boy, it seems I forgot to tell you but on my missions, I prioritize the lives of my comrades over to mine so if the mission gets too dangerous, It's an order for them to pack up and run away, reporting back to the clan no matter what," he said before walking off.
Kirin quickly stood up and donned the cloak given to him, it was thick and furry and smelled of sweat, he began following Tharros, watching where he stepped, careful not to disturb any other sleeping creatures that may be around.
"So, they're headed back to the clan?" Kirin asked after he caught up with Tharros.
Tharros thought for a bit, "Well you see I'm not exactly sure, those men haven't ever been the type to run back when I said so" he said as he continued walking.
Unsure of what he should say and how he should say his best words, Kirin spoke, "I saw some of your men die today, I'm sorry I couldn't protect them, I was too scared to move or do anything back then... Until I had someone to protect," he said looking at Tharros.
Tharros scratched his head before looking at Kirin, "How do I say this Boy, when we go to missions, we do so knowing that one of us may never return, we have accepted that because we have seen death face to face too many times to doubt it, it's the code we live by" Tharros said.
"Before death, life reigns supreme," Tharros started.
"Beyond death, life is sought anew" Kirin finished.
"Now let's go find those brats that abandoned me while I bled to death," he said with a wide grin on his face, Kirin followed after him feeling somewhat comfortable around the burly man. The wind currents did wonders to him as he walked naked under the coat.
"Also, tell no one except The Grandmaster about your invulnerability to lightning, no one else must hear about this," Tharros said in a low tone, Kirin was about to ask why, when Seth and two other warriors jumped down from a tree in the distance.
Seth tackled Kirin into a tight hug, "I thought you were dead" Seth said holding Kirin as tightly as he could.
"I also did too, Captain saved me in the most disturbing way" Kirin replied, Seth pulled away and looked at Kirin, only then did he notice.
"Where are your clothes" Seth asked, Kirin wasn't sure how to respond, he remembered what Tharros had just told him and didn't know how else to tell Seth.
"I hugged a naked man... A naked man," Seth said shivering, Kirin smiled as he watched his friend fool about, he was still the same Seth, even after what they had just been through.
The rest of the warriors came out, Kirin did a silent head count and realized that there were three missing. Three brave warriors never to be seen again, yet the men seemed unfazed, they laughed as they reunited with their captain.
All except one, he squatted on the ground and kept mumbling words to himself, Tharros approached the man and asked "What's with him? Did he hit his head or something?"
"No Captain, he's been like that ever since we began to fight those things and he's been mumbling one single word over and over again" one of the warriors responded.
Kirin walked closer to the man, just close enough to hear what he had been saying over and over again.
"Fluxxara.”
Previous Chapter
Latest Chapter
Chapter 167. Ashborne Memory.
The days after the confrontation with the Judgers had left Kirin hollow. His body healed quickly, but his mind hadn’t. He found himself restless, unable to sit still, unable to sleep for long without snapping awake at the sound of his own breath. Every shadow in the Hollow Gate sect seemed sharper than before. Every passing glance felt like an accusation.He tried meditation, but his thoughts refused to quiet. He tried training, but the motions felt robotic, drained of spirit. He even tried forcing himself to eat, yet the food turned to ash in his mouth. Something inside him was fraying, tugging loose strand by strand.On the third night, when silence pressed down like a suffocating blanket, he decided he couldn’t remain inside his room. The walls felt too close, the air too stale. He needed space or maybe he just needed to move before his thoughts consumed him.So he slipped out.The Hollow Gate sect at night was eerily still. Moonlight bled across the tiled roofs, casting jagged sha
Chapter 164. The Eyes in the Mist.
The victory at the Sky Arena should have brought relief. It should have silenced the endless whispers that had followed Kirin since the day he stepped into Malakar. Instead, it did the opposite.Word spread like fire in dry grass. His name carried through the academy halls, spoken in awe and in envy. Students that once sneered at him now stared like he was something alien. Some wanted to challenge him, others wanted to stand behind him, and the rest simply waited and watched to see what he would become.But it wasn’t only humans watching.It started the morning after his victory.Kirin woke earlier than Aza and Shen, stepping out into the courtyard while the sun was still fighting against the fog. The mist that morning was unusually heavy, rolling in thick waves over the training grounds, coiling around the academy’s walls like a living thing.At first, he thought it was only the lingering exhaustion playing tricks on him. But then he saw them.They were like shadows in the fog.Figur
Chapter 163. The Sky Arena.
The burial was supposed to settle things. A cultivator dead, covered under stone and silence. But instead of calming the whispers, the academy only grew louder.The new transfers had stolen attention, Aza with her quick tongue and sharper mouth, Shen with his cold precision, and Kirin, the quiet shadow that nobody quite understood. They didn’t fit into the academy’s fragile order. They weren’t bred nobles or trained elites. They were outsiders and outsiders had a way of disturbing the peace.Vael knew it. He could feel it like a sickness spreading. Rumors turned to suspicion, suspicion turned to paranoia. The burial hadn’t been the end of unrest, it had been the spark. And so, he made the choice he always made when the academy threatened to unravel, he threw the weak into the fire and let the flames show who deserved to survive.That was the purpose of the Sky Arena.The arena was a monster of stone and air. Suspended high above the academy grounds, a floating circle of platforms conn
Chapter 162. Blood on the Leaves.
The sect was restless that morning.The whispering root was a tree that every disciple knew, even if they had never approached it. It stood at the far eastern end of the sect grounds, its bark black as burned wood, its branches stretched like a hundred grasping arms. The tree swayed when no wind touched it, whispering to itself with a voice no one understood. Old tales said it was older than the sect, older than Malakar itself, a fragment of something left behind from another world. Most disciples avoided it, afraid of how its leaves shivered like teeth.But this morning, the tree had company.A body.A junior disciple had screamed, her voice sharp enough to bring half the east wing running. By the time Vael arrived, with several cloaked enforcers behind him, the crowd had gathered in a tight ring, everyone whispering, craning their necks.The dead man lay flat on the roots, his face pale and his eyes open, staring blankly at the canopy above. His robes were neat, his hands folded by
Chapter 161. Shen’s Hobby.
Kirin’s mind was still burning with Vael’s words.Higher powers are watching you, he said.The thought felt like a brand carved into his skull. He had lived his entire life resisting chains, yet here he was, walking right into another cage, this time built not of iron bars but of suspicion. Vael had spoken with a calm warning, but underneath it, Kirin had heard the truth: they would not hesitate to erase him if he became a threat.And the worst part? They were right to be afraid.That vision of himself in full chaos, brimming with power that he could not recognise still lived in his chest like a restless animal. Sometimes, when he channelled his qi in training, he could almost feel that future self staring back at him. Was that what he was destined to become? And if it was, would there be anything of himself left?The prison memories came back. The chains. The endless humiliation. The screams in the dark. The laughter of demons who thought they had broken him.The thought of surrender
Chapter 160. Vael’s Warning.
The days rolled by in the underworld prison like a river of ash, slow, heavy, and suffocating. Kirin had almost lost count of how long it had been since he had glimpsed that fractured reality, that vision of Malakar torn apart by war. Every time he closed his eyes, the images crept back, fire raining from skies, twisted armies rising, and a darkness that seemed to consume even the strongest of warriors.It was the kind of sight that left a man restless. He trained harder now, sharper, as if the only way to push down the anxiety clawing at his chest was to let his body move until it could move no more. But no matter how many times he unleashed his qi into strikes, no matter how many times he tried to carve stability out of chaos, the weight in his heart never really left.He thought he was hiding it well. But of course, Vael noticed.Late one night, Kirin was summoned. A messenger came, one of those silent shadows who never spoke, only bowed and gestured. He led Kirin through the twist
You may also like
The Master of Fate
Young Master Jay22.1K viewsTotem Warrior
Cindy Chen24.9K viewsPaths to destiny.
Goodluck Ernest.12.1K viewsThe Chronicles of a Mage God
Benjamin_Jnr61.6K viewsReborn As A Mushroom
Little LYTA 552 viewsDragon Covenant
Camellia6.5K viewsReturn of Overthinker
Sunshine9.5K viewsThe Unexpected General
Arxwen Pshma581 views