Chapter 48 Dhanurveda
As dawn broke, Karn stirred from his slumber, his senses attuned to the subtle shifts in the spiritual energy around him. He approached the window, its enchanted glass shimmering faintly as he pushed it open. The view beyond was a tapestry of verdant life, each plant pulsing with natural qi that only cultivators of his level could perceive.
Karn performed his morning rituals, cleansing both body and spirit in preparation for the day ahead. He donned his emerald cultivation robes, woven with threads of spirit-enhancing silk, and fastened them with a sash of midnight black, imbued with protective runes.
The path to his destination wound through an ancient grove, where trees whispered secrets of cultivation to those wise enough to listen. The very air was thick with spiritual essence, nourishing Karn's core as he walked.
