Magic Was Dead Until I Returned

Chapter 010

Linden's body had been thin and his skin complexion was slightly dull before using the magic potion, Life Potion, in the herbal bath.

However, Linden's skin was smooth and radiant after soaking overnight. His muscles also became firmer with a faint luster during the cellular activity.

The sore muscles from the excessive training recovered completely and the fatigue had been swept away. Now, I can run over twelve miles with loads without any problem.

Linden was refreshed and felt that he had inexhaustible strength. When he looked outside, it was already the next morning. Linden simply rinsed his body and ate something before he began a new day with the morning training.

He did not go to the family's training ground this time.

Although it contained a lot of equipment and props for his training, Kevin's mindset was too conservative and old-fashioned. If Linden went to the training ground, another argument would be inevitable and he did not want to waste time on it.

Therefore, he walked out of Crest Manor alone and headed toward a wilderness behind Hartington Fort.

This unexplored wilderness contained dense weeds and thorns, but Linden did not care about them and broke a small thigh-thick tree with a punch. He then carried the tree that was about ninety pounds on his shoulder and began a six-mile cross-country race.

He ran, punched and jumped.

He was training with a load throughout the process.

The thorns cut through his skin and weeds got into his clothes, but he paid no attention to them. He used his body forcefully and took a twelve-mile path through the wilderness.

Linden went to the wilderness for training almost every day.

At night, he would drag his tired body and take a herbal bath with the magic potion he had developed to recover the damage to his body.

It was already the tenth day in a flash.

Although it was a special ten-day training, Linden's entire body had undergone drastic changes. His body had become much firmer after ten days of training in the wilderness. In addition, he looked leaner and burlier with a stronger physique under the effect of the magic potion.

A-woo!

A wolf's howl was heard in the barren forest of the wilderness all of a sudden.

If someone were to hear a wolf's howl, they would have fled. However, Linden did not escape upon hearing the wolf's howl. A hint of excitement flashed past his eyes instead. He ran quickly in the direction where the wolf's howl came from.

Whoosh!

He ran at a breakneck speed in the weeds like a cheetah.

He had already run rapidly for two miles in less than a minute, which was comparable to a cheetah. With his fast running, he soon found the source of the wolf's howl earlier. It was a silver wolf gnawing on its prey. Both its eyes were glowing red as it consumed the carrion on the ground. After hearing the commotion, the silver wolf cast its ferocious gaze at Linden. Seeing that he was a human, it bared its fangs.

Roar!

The silver wolf pounced on him all of a sudden.

"You came just in time."

Linden dodged and launched a punch straight at the silver wolf's head. Crack! The sound of a broken bone rang out, and surprisingly, the silver wolf's head burst open under his punch. Blood and brain matter mixed together, forming a pungent stench. He killed the silver wolf with one punch.

It's only been ten days of cultivation, but my current strength has already reached the level of a Class 2 Warrior.

A warrior's cultivation, strength, agility, dexterity and combat skills are indispensable. During this period, I upgraded my physical strength by a rank through the magic potion. My punching power was 180 pounds at best, but now it is nearly 1,800 pounds. It is an increase of more than ten times.

However, the rapid improvement also means that it will be difficult for me to advance in the next period. The next step is to cultivate my combat skills and enhance my combat power. Cultivating combat skills is the easiest way to enhance combat power.

The so-called combat skills were skills in combat.

The jab he used just now was the simplest combat skill.

Some powerful combat skills could double the unleashed power. For warriors, combat skills were equivalent to the magics cast by sorcerers. What differentiated them was that magic relied on external forces, whereas combat skills depended on the accumulation and explosion of one's power.

After killing the silver wolf with his punch, Linden's right hand trembled and the blood on his arm was shaken off.

Linden, on the other hand, sat cross-legged.

Let's see if there are any combat skills suitable for me to learn.

Buzz!

With a simple thought, he entered the mental world.

Linden, who was an Elemental Magic God in his previous life, had a massive storage of memories and knowledge in his brain. He could skim through these memories and knowledge reserves easily with the spiritual power of his previous incarnation, but now his spiritual power was too weak.

It was like millions of books. If he stored them inside a huge library, sorted them out and assigned a librarian, he would be able to find whatever books he wanted quickly. However, if he insisted on putting such a large number of books into a shabby room, it would be extremely difficult to skim through them.

Linden was in such a situation now. It was very difficult for him to control the memories and reserve of knowledge from his previous life with his current body and spiritual power. He could only slowly extract whatever he needed from the mental world.

Linden explored his mental world as his spiritual power fluctuated.

At that moment, Linden did not notice an old man on top of a large tree three miles away from him. His feet were on the withered tip of the large tree, which was as thick as a finger. A gust could sway it left and right, but the old man was standing firmly on it.

Looking at Linden from afar, his face twitched.

What a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power.

The old man was Ward, whom Miss Delia had dispatched to investigate Linden secretly.

In fact, he had been following Linden for some time.

Through observation from the moment Linden walked out of the casino, to the clash with the members of the Crimson Wolves, to the time he purchased herbs privately to enhance his power and to the present, Ward discovered that the young Linden was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his mind was very mature.

The training method that this teenager has used in the past few days could be described as self-mutilation. If it were other kids, they would not have been able to endure it, but he persisted for ten days. The determination of his mind is amazing.

Besides, the strong fluctuation of his spiritual power is enough to rival a Class 4 Sorcerer.

Sorcerers had strong requirements for the manipulation of spiritual power.

If one wanted to become a Sorcerer, they had to learn how to enhance and control their spiritual power through meditation.

During this period, Ward kept following Linden. He had not seen Linden activating showy offensive magics, but basically, he could conclude that Linden was a sorcerer through various signs.

Moreover, his talent and level were not low!

It looks like Miss Delia's insight was right. This teenager is indeed someone worthy to win over and befriend.

Although Miss Delia, whom Ward followed, was a female in the family, her insight, knowledge, business acumen and talent in martial arts were not inferior to her few brothers in the family. If she was given some more time, Ward believed she would become the tower of strength in the family.

There it is.

Linden opened his eyes suddenly while Ward was watching him secretly.

He had found the combat skill he wanted to learn in his massive memory bank just now. It was a set of fist techniques with thirty-six moves—the Rush Fists.

The Rush Fists contain thirty-six basic moves and thirty-six advanced moves. If I manage to learn those basic moves, my combat power will be increased by one or two times at least. If I manage to learn those advanced moves, my combat power will be increased by three times at least!

Linden began to practice fist techniques in the wilderness.

He kept practicing the Rush Fists.

When Ward witnessed this scene from afar, he could not help but lament. What are those amazing moves? They are like a set of fist techniques. Moreover, the energy erupting from each move when he punches is much stronger than the energy he used to kill that silver wolf just now.

Where did this brat learn such powerful fist techniques?

Ward looked around.

He thought that someone might have guided Linden behind the scenes. Otherwise, he would not have attained such a great achievement at such a young age. His spiritual power was close to that of a Rank 4 Sorcerer, and the fist techniques he learned also had amazing explosive force. A small family in Hartington Fort could not have possessed them.

I will report this situation to Miss Delia later.

Ward thought.

On the other hand, Linden's body had completely adapted to the basic moves of the Rush Fists. With them, he would have a fighting chance against a Class 3 Warrior. Coupled with magic, he would be able to fight even a Class 4 Warrior.

Alright. Let's go home.

Linden sweated profusely to his heart's content after the training.

Then, he dragged his tired body back to Hartington Fort as usual, but stopped in his tracks when he passed by a street.

I've used up all the herbs that I purchased from Becky. I'll have to purchase another batch from her family.

Linden had more than fifty gold coins in total. He had spent twenty coins to purchase the herbs, and now he still had more than thirty coins. Basically, he did not spend money on his daily expenses. Hence, he decided to spend the thirty or so gold coins in his hand to purchase herbs.

When Linden passed by a jewelry store, he stopped by and bought two headbands as souvenirs.

He was going to give one to Becky, and one to his sister, Lilyana.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

When Linden passed by Carters' residence, he stopped and knocked on the gate.

"Hello there. I'm looking for Miss Carter."

Linden was very polite.

Even so, the gatekeeper who opened the gate looked disgusted. "Where did this vagrant come from? Someone like you wants to meet our lady? Get lost."

After saying that, the gatekeeper wanted to close the gate again.

Linden had just come back from training in the wilderness. His clothes were cut by thorns and his entire body was exuding a sweaty smell. He looked wretched and dirty like a vagrant. Hence, he did not argue with the gatekeeper.

"I am Linden from the Crests. Please inform Miss Carter." Linden explained patiently.

"The Crests? Don't tell me that you're here to do business with Miss Carter."

The gatekeeper laughed upon hearing those words.

"That's right. Indeed, I'm here to do business with Miss Carter. Moreover, it is a bulk order."

A business of twenty gold coins was indeed a great deal in a tiny place like Hartington Fort.

"Someone from the Crests like you wants to do business with the miss? It is even a bulk order!

"Hahaha... How hilarious."

The gatekeeper burst into laughter. He did not forget to mock Linden while laughing.

"If you are a member of the Crests, then I'm its patriarch! I am not free to dawdle with you here. You have soiled the gate to our house. If the patriarch blames me later, I won't spare you! Get lost!"

The gatekeeper drove Linden away again and shoved him with one hand.

"As expected, people who bully others with the backing of someone powerful are everywhere!"

Linden's eyes turned cold.

He had been explaining patiently to this condescending gatekeeper, but instead of listening to his words, the other party expelled and mocked him repeatedly. He had once been the high and mighty Elemental Magic God. When had he ever suffered such treatment?

"I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the Carters!"

Crack!

Linden instantly grabbed the gatekeeper's outstretched hand and shook it hard.

He let out a horrible scream.

He twisted that gatekeeper's hand right away like a pretzel!

"What is going on?"

"Who is screaming at the entrance?"

"Hurry up and check it out."

All the guards of the Carters moved toward that scream.