Heir of the Supreme Sky Throne

CHAPTER 5 FORGING THE PATH WITH BLOOD AND WILL

Tian Chen continued to train relentlessly. Sweat soaked his body, but he didn't care. At this moment, his entire focus was on one thing—opening the meridian points in his body. To achieve a high cultivation realm, he had to have a solid foundation. Tian Chen had already learned all the levels of cultivation from his father's book. First, before knowing Qi, one had to understand internal energy. To increase cultivation using internal energy, there were also many levels.

Warrior Class: 1-9 levels. Titled Warrior: 1-9 Martial Arts Warrior: 1-9 King Warrior: 1-9. After that, one could change internal energy into Qi, and for Qi, there were also many levels. However, for now, he had to focus on building his foundation first.

In the backyard, under the sun that was starting to set, Tian Chen sat cross-legged on a flat stone. His breathing was regular, his hands formed a seal, and his body emitted a thin aura of heat. He tried to feel the flow of his internal energy, searching for the meridian points that were still closed. But the more he tried, the more he realized that his meridians were like steel doors that were difficult to penetrate.

Meanwhile, Healer Siyo's soft but firm voice could be heard nearby. “Chen’er, in the middle of Mount Salke, there is a mountain called Mount Sumul. That mountain is a child of Mount Salke. But, although it is not the main mountain, you have to be careful. The mountain is full of wild animals, there are even very dangerous Snake Horse spirits.”

Tian Chen opened his eyes slowly and looked at his mother with attention. Mount Sumul is like a prison for wild animals and spirits. Anyone who goes down into it, if they can't climb the very slippery cliffs, will surely die in it," continued Healer Siyo with a serious tone. "But, although it is dangerous, the mountain also holds many treasures. Ancient fruits and various types of rare relics are hidden there."

Tian Chen's eyes began to sparkle. "Most importantly," Healer Siyo's voice softened, "there is one place that is filled with lightning every day. If you want to open your meridian points, that place is a suitable location. However, the risk is also very high. Mother won't let you go there."

Tian Chen was silent for a moment. He understood his mother's worry, but for him, this was a golden opportunity. He clenched his fists tightly and said with strong determination, "Mother, I have finished all the pages in the book written by Father. The path of martial arts is full of challenges. If I am afraid of death, I will never be able to grow into a true master. So, please let me go. I promise I will return safely. I will not die in a place like that!"

The confident look in Tian Chen's eyes made Healer Siyo silent. She sighed deeply, realizing that there were no words that could shake her son's determination. "Since you insist on going, Mother can only pray for you."

Tian Chen nodded slightly. He could see the worry on his mother's face, but he knew this was the path he had to take.

Healer Siyo then turned and went inside the house. Tian Chen followed his mother with a questioning gaze. Soon, his mother returned, carrying something she had taken from under the bed.

A black sword with a golden dragon pattern on its scabbard. Healer Siyo looked at the sword with a soft expression, her fingers caressing its surface with nostalgia. "Chen’er, this is the sword forged by your father himself. Mother hopes you can use this sword wisely."

Tian Chen received the sword with respect. However, when his hand grasped the hilt, his body was suddenly pulled down. "Ugh!"

He almost lost his balance!

His eyes widened in surprise. This sword... its weight was far beyond his expectations!

Tian Chen looked at the sword with an expression of disbelief. With his physical strength, he could even carry a man-sized rock easily, but this sword… almost made him helpless.

He lifted his head and looked at his mother with a questioning look.

Healer Siyo smiled slightly, as if she had guessed the question that would come out of her son's mouth. She gently stroked Tian Chen's head. “Chen’er, your father intentionally left a mark on Mother, so Mother can lift this sword easily."

Tian Chen's eyes widened slightly. He just realized that his mother was carrying the sword lightly, even though it was incredibly heavy. The explanation made sense, so he didn't ask further.

With a determination that burned even more intensely, Tian Chen strapped the sword to his back. He made sure the rope was tied securely before turning to face his mother. "Mother, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself."

Healer Siyo looked at her son deeply. Even though her heart was heavy, she didn't want to hinder Tian Chen's steps. "Chen’er, you can go peacefully. After all, Mother is a healer. Mother has many good relationships with warriors. If anyone endangers Mother's life, Mother can ask them for help."

Tian Chen nodded. He knew his mother wasn't lying. For years, he had seen firsthand how warriors came to his mother for help, even those from great sects.

Although there was still worry in his heart, he tried to resolve his determination. Without looking back, he stepped out of his house. ***

Shortly after Tian Chen's departure, the silence in his yard was disrupted by the sound of heavy footsteps. Wuke, a second-level titled warrior from the Sampong Kingdom, arrived with ten eighth-class warriors. They walked with confidence, as if their arrival would bring justice to their kingdom.

But the sight they saw in front of the house immediately erased their confidence.

Among the trees surrounding the simple house, the corpses of four people hung slowly, swaying in the wind. Those were the corpses of the warriors who were previously buried by Tian Chen. Now, their bodies hung with blue faces, as if a warning to anyone who dared to step into this place with ill intentions.

Wuke, seeing it, immediately clenched his fist tightly. His anger bubbled over, and his murderous aura radiated wildly. "Healer Siyo! Did you do this? Or did someone help you?" he roared with a booming voice, his voice filled with anger and a little anxiety.

The wooden door of the house opened slowly. From inside, a woman stepped out calmly. Her face was gentle, but her eyes contained an unshakeable determination. Healer Siyo stood in front of her house, staring at Wuke and his group as if they weren't a threat to her at all.

Tension filled the air. One of the warriors behind Wuke stepped forward, his face full of contempt. "You shameless woman, answer the question—"

BAANG!

The warrior's body suddenly exploded into a mist of blood before he could finish his sentence. His flesh and blood splattered on the ground, leaving only a red puddle that stained the grass.

The silence was chilling.

His other companions stared in horror, some of them unconsciously taking a step back. Even Wuke himself, even though he was a second-level warrior, now felt his body drenched in cold sweat.

How was it possible?

Without movement, without spells, without weapons—just with silence, the man disappeared instantly.

Healer Siyo remained standing in her place, her eyes looking at them with a flat gaze. "Only people from a small kingdom dare to shout those words to me. Who gave you such courage?" Her voice was low, but it felt like a dagger piercing their souls.

No one dared to answer. They all stood frozen, their bodies tense with deep fear.

Wuke, who had initially arrived with swagger, now looked no more than a trembling chicken under the gaze of an eagle. He began to think hard. He was a second-level warrior, but even he couldn't kill an eighth-class warrior without touching him. The fact that Healer Siyo could do it without the slightest effort made him realize that they had made a big mistake.

With a trembling voice, Wuke tried to calm himself. "Healer Siyo, we didn't come to make things difficult for you. I was just carried away by emotion when I saw four elders from our kingdom die and be hanged like this. So, forgive my mistake. If I knew you were this strong, even if I were given a thousand courage, I wouldn't dare to be arrogant in front of you."

Healer Siyo smiled slightly. "Heee..."

Her smile didn't contain hatred, but it looked amused. As if she were listening to a silly joke told by a small child.

WHOOSSHH!

In a flash, her body shot into the air and landed on top of a tall tree trunk. She sat there calmly, like a ruler judging the condemned.

Wuke's eyes widened. They were already terrified of her ability to kill without touching, but now she could even fly.

Wuke's knees immediately went weak. He collapsed to the ground, followed by all his subordinates, who knelt down without daring to lift their heads.

In the world of martial arts, someone who could fly could only mean one thing—they had reached the King Warrior level!

Wuke was from a small kingdom, but his insight was broad. He knew how rare King Warriors were. And now, he realized that Healer Siyo was no ordinary healer.

With a desperate voice, he pleaded, "Healer Siyo, please forgive us. We were just carrying out our king's orders, so forgive us for not seeing your greatness."

Healer Siyo looked at them coldly. "When your leader is wrong, his mistake will be borne by all his subordinates. Don't blame me for being cruel. Blame yourselves for choosing the wrong master to follow!"

BOOM!

She waved her hand lightly.

In a flash, Wuke's body and all the warriors who followed him disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.

Healer Siyo looked at the ground that was now empty. She wasn't bloodthirsty, but letting them go meant opening a greater risk. If they managed to report this to the kingdom, her power, which had been hidden all this time, would be revealed.

And she wouldn't let that happen.

After eliminating them, she raised her hand to the air. Instantly, a thick fog enveloped an area of thousands of meters around her home. This fog wasn't just any ordinary fog. It was a high-level protection formation that misled anyone who tried to approach her house. Now, even a King Warrior wouldn't be able to find this place.

After everything was done, Healer Siyo raised her head, looking in the direction where Tian Chen had left. Her eyes held a tenderness that was rarely seen. "Actually, I'm very angry with that little king's attitude. But his actions could be training material for Chen’er. He will be even more determined to become strong so he can protect me from him. This is the best tool to forge his determination."

After saying that, her body shot into the sky, flying at a speed that was difficult to follow with the naked eye.

She would watch over Tian Chen from afar. After all, as a mother, she would never stop worrying about her son.