In the morning, Ryujin woke up and washed his face before heading to the courtyard for his sword practice. The fresh air invigorated him as he stepped outside. The sun had just begun to cast its warm golden rays across the training grounds, creating a picturesque scene.
With the "Yun Secret Sword" in his hand, Ryujin performed a few stretches to loosen his muscles. The rhythmic sound of his footsteps on the gravel path added to the tranquility of the moment.
Standing in the center of the courtyard, he closed his eyes briefly behind his blindfold, focusing his mind and steadying his breath. Then, in an instant, he swung his sword vertically. Each swing of the blade brought forth several illusionary shadows, and leaves fluttered down from the trees. He flowed into a series of seamless movements, the blade of his sword cleaving the air with precision. Every strike was calculated and meaningful, guided by the shadows. Ryujin's sword seemed to move in slow motion, yet it effortlessly cut through anything in its path.
Ryujin's dedication to his training was evident in every swing of his sword. His movements were both graceful and powerful, as if he had trained for years and mastered the technique, despite only learning it yesterday. As he moved through the forms, his mind cleared, and he became one with the art he had perfected over time.
Hours passed like minutes as Ryujin continued his practice, sweat glistening on his brow. With every strike and defense, he felt a sense of achievement and significant growth. The sound of steel meeting steel echoed through the courtyard, a melody of determination and discipline.
As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Ryujin finally lowered his sword, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. He had pushed his limits during the training session, and a satisfying fatigue settled into his muscles.
With a contented smile, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a cloth and began his cool-down routine. The morning's practice had invigorated him, setting a positive tone for the day ahead. As he walked back towards the main house, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the skills he had acquired and the peaceful moments he found in the art of the sword.
"Even though I've already achieved the maximum mastery in the Sword Shadow technique, I can't help but feel that it's improving even further every time I use it."
"Status," Ryujin uttered.
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[Status]
[NAME: Ryujin]
[LEVEL: 3 ] - [[HIDE]]
EXP : 100 / 3000
[STRENGTH : 32 (+25) ] [ENDURANCE:21(+50) ] [DEXTERITY : 19 (+33)]
[AGILTY: 22 (+17) ] [INTELLIGENCE : 31 (+1000) ]
[SENSE:30 (+1000) ] [QI: 0 ]
[STATUS POINT: 30]
[SKILL POINT : 0]
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Feeling a growing sense of strength, Ryujin checked his Status Panel and discovered that his Dexterity had permanently increased by 5 points, rising from its previous 14 to an impressive 19.
"Hmm, there's no difference... wait, my dexterity has gained more points... So, I can earn Status points through training," Ryujin mused, a smile gracing his lips as he gazed at his System Window.
As today Master Xiao Mihwa would be taking him to register Ryujin as an official servant of his master, Ryujin concluded his training and walked back to his room. When he opened the door, he found that breakfast had been prepared on the table, and the bathtub was filled with warm water.
"Did the maid prepare everything in the morning?" Ryujin mused aloud.
He didn't dwell on it much, knowing that it was indeed the maid's duty to have everything ready. However, he couldn't help but find it a bit odd that the vegetables on the plate were arranged in the shape of a heart.
"Is this normal? Maybe it's normal," Ryujin said to himself as he undressed and began washing his body before easing himself into the warm bath.
The water's soothing warmth enveloped him as he relaxed, his thoughts drifting between the day's upcoming registration and the unusual arrangement of his breakfast. The sound of splashing water created a serene ambiance, providing a moment of tranquility amidst the anticipation of the events ahead.
After Taking a bath and Breakfast, dia merapikan penampilannya dan tidak lupa mengecek his blindfold terpasang properly. then he open the door, unexpectedly front of the door there is a maid who always deliver his foods, but today the maid seems short of breath and a heavy breath as he running to front of his room. it made him once again feeling so strange but he just ignored her and tell her about the foods
"Slide!" The door swung open.
"What the..!!" Ryujin exclaimed in surprise.
"Huff!! Gasp!! I am sorry..." said the maid, her cheeks rosy as she caught her breath.
"No worries, and thank you. The food was delicious!" Ryujin said to the maid with a smile.
The maid simply looked at Ryujin and then said, "Then excuse me, I will clean and tidy up the young master's room."
Ryujin, listening to her, nodded and left to meet Xiao Master to discuss his registration at the Disciple Hall.
"Young master has gone, right?" the maid peeked out the door, then walked to the table and took a wooden spoon, placing it carefully into a box designed for the utensil. She then began arranging the dishes and tidying Ryujin's room.
"Hehehe..." The maid laughed softly as she straightened things out in Ryujin's room.
Meanwhile, as Ryujin walked towards his destination, his master suddenly experienced a chilling sensation coursing down his spine.
"Knock! Knock!"
"Master, your youngest disciple has arrived," Ryujin announced from behind the door.
"Enter," Master Xiao Mihwa responded.
"This disciple pays respect to the master."
"Rise! Then let's proceed to the Disciple Hall."
"Okay, Master."
His Master, Xiao Mihwa, guided him through an ethereal aura that enveloped them, allowing them to soar through the air. Suddenly, they came to a halt, suspended amidst the heavens. Xiao Mihwa's voice carried a weight of importance as she began to share vital information with Ryujin, information he needed to comprehend.
"Ryujin," she spoke, her words infused with gravity, "within the realm of the Frost Dragon Sect lies a division into twelve distinct Clans, each under the leadership of a Grand Elder." Ryujin's attention sharpened as he absorbed the significance of her words. The mystique of the Frost Dragon Sect was unfurling before him.
"Our own Clan," Xiao Mihwa continued, "bears the name 'Crimson Frostblaze Clan.' Each of these Clans boasts its own Elder, a figure meant to represent the core disciples of that Clan. Yet, beneath this surface display lies a more intricate web of politics." Her tone hinted at a deeper layer of intrigue, one that Ryujin was just beginning to fathom.
"As you delve further," Xiao Mihwa elucidated, "you'll discover that the management of those beneath the core disciples is often overseen by an Elder not directly affiliated with the Clan. However, this arrangement is more than it appears. The outward display is a guise, masking the underlying Clan affiliations." The complexities of the Sect's structure were becoming clear to Ryujin, like a veil being lifted to reveal the concealed truths.
"Our Grand Elder," she sighed, a hint of concern in her voice, "has been absent for nearly five years, engrossed in his pursuit of gathering treasures from afar. This prolonged absence has taken a toll on our Clan, leading to a decline in our influence and standing." Ryujin could sense the urgency in her words, a call to action to restore their Clan's prominence.
While healthy competition is acceptable, an unsettling pattern has emerged where the weakest often become targets of bullying, a disturbing trend witnessed among some of our Core and Inner Disciples. This treatment weighs heavily on them and contradicts the Sect's purpose. Originally divided into twelve clans aimed at nurturing disciples, the Sect's goals have now evolved, and this issue casts a shadow over its new direction.
"In the future, it is important to support your junior sisters and brothers. Don't be overly concerned about others' opinions," remarked Master Xiao Mihwa.
"Understood, Master," replied Ryujin.
They arrived at the Disciple Hall and encountered the Head of Disciples, Suwon, a neutral Elder within the Frost Dragon Sect, as Ryujin had learned earlier.
"Elder Suwon."
"Hello, Grand Elder Xiao."
"Don't call me that, Elder Suwon. The Clan is still under the our clan leader."
"Hahah, well, rumors suggest you'll become the Head of the Clan eventually. Anyway, what brings you here, Elder Xiao?"
"No, it's just a rumor. Anyway, I'm here to register him as one of the servants of our Clan."
"Hmm, alright. Kid, give me your Identification Token, then touch this Crystal Ball to update and verify the data."
Ryujin handed his token to Elder Suwon and touched the crystal ball. As the crystal glowed and dimmed, Elder Suwon confirmed, "Alright, it has been verified, and you've been registered as a servant of the Crimson Frostblaze Clan. Here is your Token and Uniform."
"Thank you, Elder Suwon."
Elder Suwon raised his hand and instructed Ryujin to don the uniform while turning to Master Xiao Mihwa, "Elder Xiao, there's something you should know. Let's talk; it's urgent."
"Alright," replied Xiao Mihwa, looking at Ryujin, "Ryujin, after changing your clothes, wait for me here for 5 to 10 minutes."
"Okay, Master."
Both Elder Suwon and Xiao Mihwa disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Ryujin behind. As he observed their vanishing figures, he couldn't help but notice their movement towards the mountain behind the sect.
"Anyway, I should change into this uniform," Ryujin mused, heading in the direction indicated by Elder Suwon.
"Elder Xiao, who is that young man?"
"He's my new apprentice."
"By the way, why is he wearing a blindfold?"
"Because he's blind."
"How strange. Not only does he seem to know where we're going, eventhough he is a mortal, Wait, he is blind ?"
"Yes, he's a mortal and a blind one . Anyway, what did you want to talk about?"
"How Strange.. anyway I've received news about your Clan Head."
The Elders engaged in conversation, discussing the current leader of the Crimson Frostblaze Clan, Grand Elder Jo Xirou, and his whereabouts still Unknown. Their expressions grew serious, indicating the weightiness of the topic and the concerns surrounding the Grand Elder. As their discussion unfolded, the Elders also broached the subject of Laura Yun, the First Disciple under Elder Xiao Mihwa's tutelage. Tension gripped the air as they delved into Laura's recent altercation with a ranked disciple from another sect. Despite the mixture of seriousness, shock, and a determined calm in the Elder's demeanor, it was evident that these matters held significant importance within the Frost Dragon Sect.
"So the Grand Elder is injured, and my disciple got into a fight with a member of another sect," Xiao Mihwa stated with a grave tone.
"Yes, Elder Xiao, and the source of this information has been confirmed and verified," replied Elder Suwon, confirming the credibility of the source.
"Alright, I have a general understanding now. Let's return to the Disciple Hall," said Xiao Mihwa.
Both Elder Xiao and Suwon returned to the Disciple Hall after discussing the information about the Grand Elder and Xiao's disciple. As they arrived, they were met with a scene of Xiao Mihwa's youngest disciple engaged in a heated conflict with Inner and Core Disciples.