Aryan's point of view...As the light around me subsided, I looked at Grandma and her shocking yet proud eyes.That made my day. But looking at her condition, my heart sank. She was badly hurt. It's all my fault. I should have told her earlier about the fighting spirit. She wouldn't have been concerned about me.I was to blame."Are you the guardian, Aryan? Were you the one to revoke the dragon fighting spirit?" she exclaimed in surprise but soon coughed out a mouthful of blood."I am sorry Grandma," her hands reached my face and she caressed my cheek affectionately."You suffered because of me, I should have told you earlier. It's all my fault..." She nodded her head and hugged me."Let me heal you first" I helped her up with the help of Chuchu and advanced towards my cave. All my mind was filled with her concern, ignoring every other thing or gazes around me. But I didn't even take a formal step when a voice reverberated behind me."Do you think it's all over?" The white reptile e
Aryan's point of view...Getting married...!I can't help my grinning and that damn fluttering sensation in my heart. Chuchu, who never allowed me to even touch her, will be in my embrace tomorrow...! Ha ha ha...! How nice it will be...!For a boy like me who had never been in a relationship, I was floating in the seventh sky. It was like a sprinkle of rain in the deadly dryness. "Aryan" smacking me out of my lustful thoughts, I heard grandma's faint voice and turned to see her extending her hand towards me.I rushed to her and grabbed her hand. "Grandma, do you feel better now?" I asked helping her up as I placed some pillows behind her back as a support."Please tell me if you feel uncomfortable anywhere" I added and she nodded with a smile, clenching my hand affectionately,"I am fine now, Aryan" but still I saw weakness in her eyes. I sat beside her and her trembling hand slowly reached mine."Aryan, I am so glad that you finally made it," she said proudly, "I am so proud of y
Aryan's point of view...As I walked out of the cave, I bumped into Chuchu who was standing right at the entrance. Her eyes filled with tears. I couldn't help but ask her in concern."Chuchu...! Are you okay?" She didn't move at all and instead gaped at me. All of a sudden, I noticed that I was holding her in my arms as heat began to radiate throughout my body.We were so close to each other that it made our bodies shiver slightly. "Are you okay?" I asked once again, my eyes flickering down with concern. She didn't realize until now that she was gnawing on her bottom lip and her nails were digging into my arms. What happened to her?Her stare was different, her eyes were wet, was that all about what she heard just now or did something else happen? "Chuchu..." I called out loud and she instantly pulled her hands off."Y...yes, I... I am fine...." she stuttered and created enough space between us. I think my proximity to her must be affecting her as her cheeks were burning. I did no
Author's point of view..."Are you just going to submit like that, without even a fight?" Aryan muttered smirking at Peterson. If it was the old him, Peterson might have been enraged by this provocation but the one standing before Aryan now had already accepted Aryan as his master and the great guardian of the magical realm. Peterson wasn't a bad person, to begin with, it was just those around him had always been provoking him that humans are not worthy of trust. From the beginning, his mind had been filled with hatred towards Aryan and his grandfather that being mere humans, they don't deserve to be the Sarvaan Cultivators. But things had changed. In the process of gathering the fighting spirit, he never imagined that a weak human like Aryan could ever gather any kind of fighting spirit let alone the dragon fighting spirit. However to his astonishment, Aryan had not only gathered the highest level fighting spirit but also the rarest at that.The seven-coloured dragon fighting spir
Aryan's point of view..."Chuchu...!" I was puzzled hearing her words. She actually wanted to come with me...?A wild smile stretched over my face as I looked at her still-swollen red lips. I believed she would not see me for at least three days since she was embarrassed by the intimate kiss we shared, but she is here...! Standing right before me with that alluring charm of hers.Noticing my grin and following my gaze which was shamelessly lurking on her lips, she turned red again and averted her gaze. I moved a step closer, wanting to say anything to end our uncomfortable stillness. At the very least, I must assure her that there was nothing improper in what we did, it was just a kiss, though our first kiss. And it doesn't matter as we are already engaged. That is nothing to be embarrassed at all and if she liked it, we can actually kiss more often. I am ready for as many times as she wants.He..he...! Even just thinking about it gave me butterflies in my stomach.However, before I
Author's pov...Aryan is a seventeen-year-old boy, born weak with no self-confidence. He was the son of the headmaster of the great cultivation school, which gives out several incredible martial arts and cultivation practitioners every year. The moment Aryan entered the school at the age of fourteen, he was very enthusiastic as his family is in the highest range of cultivators. But as time passed, he realized that he lack talents and his body is too weak to be able to learn or practice any kind of cultivation method. He suffers a lot whenever he tries to practice any kind of method but never dares to tell this to anyone except his grandfather.According to the school rules, a student is trained for a year and after a year of training, he is eligible to select the method of cultivation to go to the extreme peaks of that to excel. Aryan had been in the school for three long years but yet he failed to get his fated cultivation method.He has nothing in his life other than a little supp
Aryan's pov...As I entered the school this morning, the whole building reverberated with the noise of the cheers coming from the students and the others around the arena. "Dhruva...!Dhruva...!"It irritated me when I heard that name, he hadn't got up yet and these crazy people are shouting their throats out cheering him, As I got up on the platform where all my classmates were standing, I saw Alia jumping in excitement, "Hey... Aryan...! see how enthusiastic, it's so good to see that isn't it?" said Alia holding my hand, she is my sister but was happier to see my cousin getting into the arena, it makes me jealous."What's the big deal? man...? it's just a method selection and they all are making a fuss out of nothing... disgusting...!!" I retorted, it was making me irritated, I envy him, he is the best among us." Dumbs like you should be disgusted with this, of course...!!" a gleeful voice spotted in my ears making me clench my fist, Ryan,"You dare call me that....!!" I held hi
Aryan's pov.Wasn't that enough for me to have that rubbish method, it was like an insult to all, I will be humiliated, I wanted to run away from that place, I don't want to go back for the acceptance, it was better for me to die rather than get ridiculed by those taunting monstersWhen I left the tomb, I prepared my mind to get out of this mess as soon as possible, I have no place to go or nowhere to hide but no matter whether a forest or a river it will be better for me than that arena where everyone around me will be ready to laugh at me and my father will be ready to make me accept that ridiculous method of cultivation. I rushed out of that tomb in anger and rushed towards the mountains, but within just a few minutes I heard the fluttering sounds of wings and a screeching shout of a garuda, it was him...! I can't escape from him, My dad was the Garuda cultivator, he can easily find me no matter where I hide from his keen eyes.Soon I found my legs parting from the ground and s