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Yi Yuga swallows a little saliva nervously as he receives the greenwood sword when he touches the sword he can feel a spiritual power invading his soul as if he were analyzing his mind and his body.
"A good seed, I hope you can take me to higher levels," a soft voice sounded in his mind before a blade of wind made a small cut in Yi Yuga's thin hand.
As blood trickled down the "blade" of the greenwood sword a silver light came out of the wood absorbing blood, soon there was a name added amidst the strange characters of the green ribbon. It was the name of Yi Yuga, who was still stunned by what was happening.
Song Yan was smiling at the foolish look of Yi Yuga, of course, there was a bit of jealousy in the young heart of Song Yan, as the greenwood sword had previously rejected him, however, now the green sword promptly made a contract with his foolish friend
Of course, jealousy was swept away a few seconds later, for it was ridiculous to feel jealous because of a sword that had spirituality when he himself was chosen by another sword that is a divine artifact!
"This sword has spirituality and can talk to you, so it will teach you little by little about the path of the sword. You better start training quickly with the sword. On the bone marrow, I'll give you, when we enter the Celestial Sword sect, "Song Yan said to the stunned Yi Yuga, who was still staring at the greenwood sword.
Yi Yuga came out of his torpor, he wanted to say some thanks, but looking at the warm smile of his best friend, the young Yuga's heart warmed and his throat closed because of the emotion, he felt his eyes burn, vaguely he felt that tears flowed down his childish face.
This child who was mistreated by the people he knew and trusted, his heart always had this shadow, but now none of that matters, because he had a best friend ... No, a brother who did not try to give him the best and even if he was very cold and serious outwardly, young Yan always showed him with actions how much he cared for this desperate and lonely orphan that he, Yi Yuga, had become.
As a child, like Yi Yuga, could not you get emotional and start crying?
Song Yan turned his face away, he did not want Yi Yuga to feel bad for seeing him crying like a baby, so he said:
"You better go train, you still have the nutrition pill on earth do not you? So you must communicate with the sword and train, we only have one more day before the big test "said Song Yan still looking away without looking directly at his weeping friend.
Yi Yuga only agreed with a grunt before hurrying out of the small wooden hut, he still sniffed a little in the doorway.
"I swear with my life on the line, that I will always be loyal to you, brother Yan!" Yi Yuga said in his hoarse voice, he had a determined look and a serious expression, but the tears that were still coming down his face made him look like a cute and stubborn child, was nothing heroic, but he was very sincere.
Finally, Yi Yuga leaves the hut with strong steps, though his heart is in chaos, full of emotions hard to control and his mind is filled with short memories of his life in the village and the death of his family, versus the treatment his brother Yan gave him during those last 5 years.
Song Yan can only smile a bit forced, although there is warmth in his soft brown eyes, he could only murmur:
"You are my brother. You should not take this debt to heart, after all, a family should always strengthen itself " Song Yan's voice was rather soft and warm, but, unfortunately, Yi Yuga could not hear these sweet words from his brother Yan.
Anyway, as Song Yan was alone in the hut with the little wolf, he decides to use his conscience to rummage through the copper ring to see if he has any item, pill, plant or fruit that could help the health of this sacred wolf.
Navigating between the various rare and strange items, he finally finds something that he can pick up that may be useful to the sacred wolf.
In his hand appears a purple fruit that has a slight golden glow gleaming in its soft dark bark, giving a mysterious aura to that round and small fruit. The small purple fruit is named Fruit of the Sacred Thunder and serves two purposes: 1 - create an affinity with the thunder element, which is a rare element; 2 - Strengthen the creatures that have the element wind and thunder, of course, strengthens the creatures of the wind element by 50% and 80% creatures of the thunder element.
This fruit of sacred thunder was not ripe so it can only strengthen up to 50% the health of the sacred wolf, but it should be enough so that Song Yan can grow more powerful and can seek a definitive cure for the sacred wolf.
Of course, that Song Yan does not know the rarity of this fruit of Sacred Thunder, that many great sects could conflict or even kill countless cultivator to obtain a ripe thunder fruit, this fruit can change the fate of many cultivators, has no limiting factor as a level of cultivation.
That is to say, both a martial cultivator of the Refining Qi Realms and the divine level can consume this fruit of the Sacred Thunder and still obtain great benefits! Some legends still claim that if some martial cultivator Emperors Realms consumed one of these fruits, they too would have a great increase in power!
Even if Song Yan knew he would not hesitate to use the sacred wolf, which was a fruit of Sacred Thunder, compared to a future sacred beast? Could a fruit fight for him in some battle? Yes, you can not, so there is no harm in using this terrifying fruit to ensure the health and power of the sacred wolf!
Song Yan drew the little purple round fruit from the little wolf's muzzle, which quickly sniffed the delicious and powerful fruit of Sacred Thunder. Soon he opened his blue eyes, having a brightness of intelligence in his beautiful eyes that shone like sapphires, soon his warm tongue wrapped around the fruit and pulled it to his mouth.
Then a soft light covers the whole body of the little wolf, when the fruit melts in his mouth, the little holy wolf breathes a sigh of relief as he feels that his mysterious illness has calmed down, though it was not healed, at least it did not affect him so painfully!
"Do you have a name?" Song Yan asked in his soft tone as he took the little wolf in his arms. The sacred wolf is still emitting a soft glow on its short, white hair.
"You can call me Sying," said the little wolf in a childlike voice, but there was a warm tone in his voice.
Song Yan was not surprised that this little wolf could speak, after all, this beast would be the future sacred beast, so it was not so strange that this white wolf could speak.
"You must meditate now, I will solve some things, so work hard to try to strengthen yourself," said Song Yan, replacing Sying in the straw bed.
The sun had already appeared in the celestial vault, the day was clear and beautiful, it is still summer in the southern region of the Hua Continent. Soon the day is warm and pleasant, but in the distance, Song Yan could see dark clouds approaching the small village.
Song Yan his best friend, Yi Yuga, sitting in the lotus position with the green wooden sword on his lap, his eyes were closed and his breathing had a mysterious rhythm, there was a soft green light emitted from the wooden sword.
The young Yan just silently leaves the camp and goes to the place where the destroyed mansion of his parents is, the trip as always lasts only an hour with him running at his highest speed if he were just walking it would last at least 5 hours of walking from their encampment to the ruins of the mansion.
Song Yan in front of the ruins feels vaguely anxious with his tight heart and his chaotic thoughts, but only glimpsing the abandoned place he realizes that it is totally empty, as it has always been since the death of his family.
The truth was that he hoped to meet the mysterious man again that night, but, clearly, it was just a silly wish! After all, what specialist would expect a ruin when he was seriously injured? Yes, there was nobody so foolish as to be unprotected.
Song Yan sighs in disappointment, even though he knew that finding that mysterious man only generated more trouble, but he wanted to ask if he had any relationship with his departed parents.
Young Yan is resigned to never again meet this mysterious man, so he picks up two incense sticks from the copper ring, lighting them with his power of the Qi Refining Realms, he closes his eyes and sincerely makes a farewell prayer.
"Father, Mother, I will be back from six years from now, no later than 10 years, I hope I can awaken the lineage in my body and be strong enough to know what happened that year!" Song Yan prayed as he calmed his mind, breathing deeply he opens his eyes full of determination and then turns, walking slowly away from the ruins of the mansion, away from the ruins that represented his life during those five years after the calamity in his short life.
The next day, Song Yan accompanied by Yi Yuga and Sying Wolf heads towards the village of number 10, towards the difficult test of the Celestial Sword Sect.
The camp erected a few years ago by Yi Yura and Song Yan now no longer exists, there is only rubble and there is no trace of having people living in this area.