Caine sat cross-legged on his usual cultivation platform, nestled deep within a snow-covered forest. The air was crisp, the world blanketed in a serene hush.
His eyes were closed, his breathing rhythmic and steady as he allowed his mind to settle into perfect stillness. Snowflakes drifted lazily around him, some landing on his broad shoulders, only to melt instantly from the heat of his focused qi.
Normally, after one ascended to Scionhood, they were required to undergo the Scion Training Regime within specialized underground facilities. These facilities contained everything a Scion needed to advance swiftly and securely.
But Caine wasn't interested in the formalities just yet. He preferred the quiet solitude of his platform, surrounded by the ancient trees and the whisper of falling snow. Here, his thoughts flowed freely, and his connection to the world felt unbreakable.
'Let's begin.'
