《Game of World's Heroes》Question 25 - Who you want to be?
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A young woman sitting in a lotus position on wet morning-dew grass in a glade, she bite her lips without let out a voice — try to endure painful sensation inside her body. A boy put his palm in her back while trying to help her cultivation. Sometimes, he advises important steps to the black haired girl — redirects her Qi, slows down her Qi in a particular place, stops Qi in specifics time. Everything he says is precise but delicate, each word she follows will abate her pain.
Time passed, she has full trust to the boy words and follows it to exact letter. Her pain is dwindling and nearly dissipate. In that instant, she hears the boy voice to try it right now. She immediately attempts a breakthrough to the next level, every Qi around her got absorbed by her body while everything other than Qi got repulsed — a strange force that throws everything outside a parameter.
Realizing this, the boy immediately jump back while still observing her cultivation state. Seconds become minutes, time passed slowly, until finally, the Qi inside her become a stable gushing flow. A comfortable warmness is spreading inside her body — changing her pained expression into a tranquil one. She opens her eyes and then looking at her hands with an expression full of disbelief.
“I did it. I did it, Vys I did it, I’m in the eleventh level now.” She jumps around excitedly and hugs the boys with joy, something that usually she won’t do because of shame.
“Good for you, Yan,” he smiles after looking her genuine happiness.
“Ehehe~ I can’t do this without your help and that pill,” she says while still hugging him.
After a moment, she realizes what her state they in, she immediately separate herself from the boy body. There are some visibly florid ears while she’s facing down, and then she mumbling something inaudible to the person in front of her.
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“Did you say something?”
“Nothing,” she hurriedly says while fluttering her hands in front of her face. “I just realize that I can purify my Dantian even though I’m not in the Core formation stage.”
“Ah, yes you can do that after reaching this level,” after hearing her quick judgment, the boy let out an astonished and a tinge of proud expression.
“Hee, that is amazing,” her face full amazement after try to flowing her Qi. Not long after her expression is changing to curious face, she facing the boy and asks, “Ne, what happen after you reach the twelfth level?”
“Hmmm, how I say this,” he thinks for a moment while stroking his yet-grows beard.
“After I reach this level, a sea of perception appears inside my body which leads to more powerful spiritual sense. That makes my sensing capacity greater than other cultivators with the same stage as me — right now, I can sense everything around even with eyes closed which give me many advantages in battle, but what more important for me isn't that — the most important thing is it can help me in diagnosing patient body with exceptional precision.”
She hears his explanation carefully and then falls into silence, thinking how this type of ability will help her in the future. He knows that she's thinking about how to use it in a real battle but that how she is, the boy let her alone inside her thought while looking with a helpless smile on his face.
***
Meanwhile, somewhere in the main continent, a man running towards a room in a narrow hallway, his face show a calmness but he knows that he needs to give this news as soon as possible. Without knocking on the door, he immediately goes inside the room and sees a white-haired man sitting behind the desk. He’s wearing round glasses while writing something on a document, but he stops after looking at a man who arrives earlier.
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“Did something happen?” the glasses man ask.
“Person of interest appears on the radar this morning,” he says while giving some documents.
The glasses man frown his eyebrow and open the documents one by one, his icy cold expression is soon changing into an amicable one. He stares at a picture of a woman riding a flying beast in a lotus position.
“Good job, I will report this to him myself.”
“Thanks,” the man turn around and go back to his post.
He immediately stands up and walks towards another room in a narrow hallway — stopping all of his important works.
…
“So, what do you have in mind?” the glasses man asks.
Hearing his question, a white-haired man answers while doing his push-ups, “Meeting with Aracorv huh, it quite a problematic one.”
He's thinking for a moment, “send someone from first-class to observing her — keep it classified.”
“What if there any problem arise?”
He still doing his push-ups but with more weights. However, after hearing the glasses man question, he stops to think for a moment.
“Kill,” his answer short but cold.
“As you command.”
Yan: A protector of my family from any danger.
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