Any person who eat an aquatic creature from river Oni, has an increase in strength at a high rate, and also cure any sickness. Because of this, many people from various places across the lower realm come for fishing at river Oni.
At the shore of river Oni, the old man threw his fishing rod into the river.
After three minutes of waiting, the old man couldn't hold the fishing rod single handed. "Yeah" the old man said happily. He helped his one hand holding the fishing rod with the other, with all his physical might, he pulled the fishing rod backwards. As the fishing rod pulled up a fish out from the river, the old man walked backwards not looking back,he fell down to the ground, but was still puling the fishing rod. The reel winds the line act backwards as the rope in the river pulled a big fish from the river. "Just for me.!", the old man said happily.
At home, Gyapong was still in meditation in the formation. The old man returned home holding a big fish in a black gill net. The old man just took a glance at Gyapong and went into the house. An hour later, the old man came out, he slowly walked to stand beside the formation, as if he missed Gyapong to the extent that, he can't live for even just a second without his presence.
"It's already been three months, when will you make a break through?" the old man said and sighed dissapiontedly. He turned to walk away, suddenly a dazzling light brightened behind him.
Gyapong stood up to his feet, with his eyes closed, holding the divine sword and inhaling the powerful aura of the divine sword. Gyapong felt completely different, in terms of strength, speed and growth. "Master I made a break through" Gyapong announced happily. When Gyapong opened his eyes, he was surprised with the look on the old man's face upon seeing the divine sword. ,"Master, master, master" Gyapong called out. The old man didn't respond until Gyapong walked to hit him on his left broaded shoulder. "Mmmhh..hhhhh" the old man chuckled, as he looked up to Gyapong's face. "How!!?" he shouted.
Gyapong asked "why". The old man stood still as if being electrified. "Why" Gyapong asked again.
All of a sudden, Gyapong felt like his eyes were burning, he couldn't hide the situation he was in. Gyapong dropped the divine sword and covered his eyes with both hands. "aah.! aah.! aah.! aah..! aah.! aah.!" Gyapong screamed. Gyapong fell to the ground still screaming. The old man stood still, not being able to move, just looking at Gyapong.
Gyapong screamed for sometime before he was able to bear the pain in his eyes. Gyapong stoped screaming and stood up. The old man was still looking only at Gyapong. When Gyapong opened his eyes, his point of view to the world was different. He saw every object in their four dimensional shape. And also he saw objects, that if it was his normal eyes, he would have seen them in either balanced or unbalanced state, opposite to what he saw. Gyapong looked at their wooden house which is seen on the ground, hanging in the sky. "What is this" Gyapong asked himself. Everything thing he saw was seen in four different ways in his eyes. Gyapong saw every object in a four pieces of shattered glass in his eyes. Which is, as said, he saw every object in four different ways.
"Your eyes are gleaming" the old man said, pointing his index finger to Gyapong's eyes. "I see everything" Gyapong happily. Gyapong walks forward to the old man, "am I now qualified to be your student? Gyapong asked the old man sorrowfully.
"You have always been and more than a son to me, Gyapong" the old man replied. Tears run down Gyapong's eyes. "Stop child, stop child" the old man said as he turned back to leave, "come, let's have a talk inside" the old man added.
Gyapong wiped the tears and run back to take his divine sword,to his surprise, when he took the divine sword, all the flowers at the part where it's coloured dark golden demonic patterns and full of extremely fierce killing aura, had died. And the flowers at the other side of the sword with a dazzling wave cloud patterns, had grown into a beautiful and matured flowers.
"I can destroy and save" Gyapong said.
"What a lucky me" Gyapong added happily. "Master what level am I now!?" Gyapong turned to ask his master who had already opened the door of their house. "Beginners level seven" the old man replied. Gyapong smiles as he stood up to follow his master.
In side the house, Gyapong brought a cup of both hot and cold water mixed to his master who was sitting on his wooden standing chair. "Good kid, good boy" Gyapong's master praised him. Gyapong runs back to boil water for his master. After the water was hot to its full percent of boiling point, Gyapong took the wooden bowl, in which he boiled the water, to his master.
"Master Adowa, today is the treatment day" Gyapong announced to his master. Gyapong slowly placed down the wooden bowl before master Adowa on a rectangular table. With Gyapong's help, master Adowa removed his dirty shirt. Gyapong went for a clean rag and put it into the hot water. After some minutes, Gyapong takes out the rag from the hot water and squeezed the rag to drain out some water. Gyapong helped master Adowa to clean wounds and scars on his body with the wet rag.¹
"Ouch.!!" Master Adowa shouted. "Sorry master" Gyapong pleaded. "Don't apologise, that's how it should go" master Adowa said. "Let me ask, do you want to go to the Sefwi-Bekwai school of magic?" master Adowa asked Gyapong. "Not only to speed up your cultivation to the Grand-master level, but also explore the world" master Adowa continued. " You are old,master, if I go, whom would take care of you? Gyapong interrupted calmly.
"Ha.!ha.!ha.!" Master Adowa laughed.
"Kid, if you look at me, how long will I live? Master Adowa asked Gyapong.
"Don't say that master.., "that's how young people are, you just don't want to accept the truth... Always trying to find any means and ways to change the truth but," master Adowa interrupted as he sighed. "You once told me that, it depends on how determined you are, "speaking of determination, huh?" Master Adowa interrupted, "I just hope you grow up to become somebody and not end up like me" master Adowa added sadly. Gyapong's face turn dull.
Gyapong finished the cleaning and put the rag in the bowl and washed it. After washing, he hanged the rag on the floor. Master Adowa smiled as he thought about his past-life. Gyapong came to master Adowa, he stood in-front of him. "Master, I want to go out for training" Gyapong asked calmly. "Have you made up your mind, either to go to the Sefwi-Bekwai school of magic or stay here with me untill you know you made a mistake not going to school, but then, it will be too late....after a minute, can you tell me your choice?" master Adowa asked Gyapong.