Book 8, The Ten Thousand Kilometer Journey β Chapter 22, The Vast Earth
A month later, the order came down from the clan leader of the Jacques clan; Keane was to assume the position of city governor of the prefectural city of Cerre. However, prior to achieving the age of maturity, his sister, Jenne, was to assist him in managing the affairs of the city.
βBig brother Ley, you are leaving?β
Jenne, Keane, and Lambert all looked at Linley with astonishment.
With Keane the governor of Cerre and Jenne his steward, the two of them now had comparatively relaxed lives. Just as the two of them wanted to find a way to repay Linley, he suddenly declared his intention to depart from the prefectural city of Cerre.
βBig brother Ley.β Jenneβs eyes were starting to turn slightly red.
Linley was carrying his heavy sword, and Bebe was on his shoulders. By his side was Haeru, his Blackcloud Panther. Smiling, Linley said, βIn this developed, urbanized environment within Cerre City, my training is negatively influenced. I wonβt be going too far. I just intend to go to a valley in the mountains near Cerre City to quietly train for a time.β
To Linley, the most important thing was still training. Linley, who was still constantly improving himself, hadnβt yet reached a bottleneck, which made training all the more important. At a time like this, he had to seize the opportunity to raise his power as much as possible.
There were records of Dragonblood Warriors of the Baruch clan reaching the Saint-level and dominating the world in a matter of decades due to intensive training.
Experts had to be able to endure loneliness.
βValley?β Jenne and Keane both inwardly let out sighs of relief.
βAlright, if I have some free time, Iβll come visit. Iβve already helped you as much as I can. In the future, youβll have to rely on yourselves.β Linley said with a laugh.
When he looked at these two siblings, Keane and Jenne, Linley would often think of his own younger brother, Wharton. Right now, he and Wharton also had lost their parents.
βI wonder how Wharton is doing. After I finish understanding the level beyond βimposeβ, Iβll go pay him a visit.β
Linley knew very well that right now, over the course of Whartonβs training in the OβBrien Empire, there was no need for him to go disturb Wharton. In addition, only by learning on his own would Wharton grow fastest.
Once Linley was by Whartonβs side, Wharton would probably be unconsciously negatively impacted.
β¦..
East of Cerre, there was a vibrant, green mountain range with an unassuming little valley. Linley erected a wooden room here, then began to engage in quiet training.
Late at night, within the mountain valley. There was a green plain of grass, and even a little lake in the middle of it.
Linley was seated in a meditative trance close to the lake. His eyes were closed as he attuned himself to nature. By his side, there was a lit campfire, casting a flickering light across Linleyβs face.
Linley could feel the expansiveness of the vast earth, the flows of the wind, and the streams of water. He could feel the passion of the flamesβ¦
As a magus, especially one with exceptional affinity for both wind and earth elemental essence, Linleyβs ability to attune with nature was far superior to most warriors.
This was the reason why that ancestor of the Baruch clan who used a heavy warhammer as his weapon only managed to reach the level of βimposeβ after entering the Saint-level. After all, it was harder for warriors to become one with nature, compared to magi.
βThe βThunderboltβ technique learned when I reached the level of βwielding something heavy as though it were lightβ contained explosive force, like the eruption of a volcano. As for the so-called βimposeβ, it contains the βimposing forceβ of nature itself, of earth, fire, water, and wind. Howeverβ¦β
After meditating for a long time, Linley suddenly understood.
βThe βimposeβ level is merely an βimposing forceβ that borrows from the strength of the surrounding, nearby nature. The level that is above βimposeβ should be all-embracing. I need to pursue the most suitable avenue for this.β
In the darkness of the night, Linley remained there in the meditative pose. His eyes then suddenly opened, and they were as resplendent as the stars in the night sky.
βDifferent weapons will need to be used in different ways. The strength of the heavy sword lies in its weight! As for this heavy sword, Bladeless, it naturally doesnβt rely on a sharp edge. It openly relies on its tremendous weight and makes open, direct assaults.β
Linleyβs spirit was dimly sensing something.
The principles of training with the heavy sword were very similar to the fundamental principles of the earth itself.
βThe vast earth is dense and heavy. The vast earth is boundless. The vast earth is stableβ¦β Linley was holding the adamantine heavy sword in his hands, but his heart had totally merged with the throbbing pulse of the earth.
The unique vibrating pulse of the earth had a one-of-a-kind, heart-shaking rhythm. Generally speaking, only people who had reached a very high level of attunement to the earth would sense it.
Linley rose to his feet.
He began to silently wield the adamantine heavy sword about. As the adamantine heavy sword danced about, Linleyβs own movements and the movements of his sword began to enter into a certain unique rhythm.
This was a rhythm that was like the pulse of oneβs heart.
βWhoosh.β
The adamantine heavy sword seemed to carry a million pounds of force, as it heavily slashed through the air again and again. As Linley swung his heavy sword repeatedly, he felt as though he had totally become one with the earth. Just by training with his heavy sword, he felt as though he himself now carried the weight of the earth.
βBoom.β
Linleyβs heavy adamantine sword suddenly pierced directly up into the air. Several explosive booms could be heard in succession. This empty stab upwards had caused the air itself to explode. This was inconceivable! This was because no matter how fast a weapon could move, it could at most cause a single sonic boom. To cause multiple sonic booms was virtually impossible.
βHrm?β Linleyβs eyes suddenly lit up.
But just like that, upon becoming distracted, Linley was no longer absorbed with that near-miraculous feeling of being one with nature.
βWhat happened just then? I didnβt use any battle-qi, but my power split into multiple rhythmic pulses in that attack.β
Linley began to ponder this question.
When in the middle of training, people would sometimes enter into a certain state and reach an astonishing level of power. But if they werenβt able to totally understand that state they had entered, they wouldnβt be able to wield its power again so easily.
What Linley needed to do now was to constantly ponder and constantly train.
He needed to master everything and be in complete control!
β¦β¦
The sky was ocean-blue, a pure azure color without a hint of other colors. A few beautiful, lazy clouds drifted across it. Linleyβs life in the valley was indeed very quiet.
The blowing wind. The rippling lake.
Right now, Linley wasnβt training. He was fishing in the valley lake. A person couldnβt always be training; if they did, it could actually be counter-productive.
If he wanted to go fishing, he would. If he wanted to go to sleep, he would.
His heart had become one with the world, one with nature.
When he did train, this made his rate of improvement extremely high.
βBig brother Ley.β From outside the valley, a happy voice could be heard. Linley turned and saw Jenne on a fine stallion. Behind her, there were two pretty female servants on horses. These two female servants were clearly quite talented, as their movements on their horses were those of practiced riders.
βJenne.β Linley put down his fishing pole and stood up.
Neither Bebe nor Haeru were currently present. The two of them would often go deeper into the mountains to hunt for wild beasts to eat. The beasts in this mountain range Linley had chosen to stay in were all ordinary animals. Magical beasts were extremely rare.
βBig brother Ley, these are some of the dishes that I prepared.β Jenne removed a package from the back of her horse. The package was well wrapped. βYou definitely canβt have been eating too well here. Come, big brother Ley, have a good taste.β
Jenne unwrapped the package, one layer at a time. Inside was a metal box, which was filled with all sorts of dishes as well as rice.
Linley took a sniff.
βMmm. It really does smell good.β Linley laughed.
Jenneβs face immediately turned red with excitement.
But in his heart, Linley was sighing. How could Linley not tell how Jenne felt? In terms of both appearance as well as temperament, Jenne was all but perfect. But having experienced so much, it was hard for Linley to open the depths of his hearts and let anyone else in.
βLove?β
Linley sighed to himself.
He didnβt have any interest in affairs of the heart. The most important thing for now was to focus on his training. Right at this moment, a scene couldnβt help but suddenly flash through Linleyβs mind.
After Linleyβs father had died, all the nobles had come to pay their respects at Wushan township. That night, Delia had come to visit him. She had wanted to tell Linley that she was returning to the Yulan Empire. And that night, before she had leftβ¦Delia had kissed him.
βDelia?β
Aside from Alice, perhaps the only person Linley felt some romantic affection towards was this girl whom he had known since his very first year at the Ernst Institute, especially after the open displays of affection Delia had shown him. Although Linley had never admitted it openly, in his heart, Deliaβs image had been engraved in his mind.
βBig brother Ley, eat up!β Jenne said hopefully.
Linley sighed to himself. βI canβt let Jenne waste her youth like this.β As he thought to himself, Linley began to eat heartily while praising, βThis really is excellent. The taste is wonderful.β
Hearing Linleyβs praise, Jenne was all smiles.
βJenne, in the future, though, you donβt need to come visit me. When I am training, I donβt like to be disturbed.β Linley said to Jenne.
Jenne was startled.
βOh.β Jenne mumbled, then she squeezed out a smile. βThen when you have some free time, big brother Ley, come visit us in the castle.β
βSure.β Linley could only respond affirmatively.
β¦.
The days of Linley training in the mountain valley passed by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, over a month had passed. With regards to how to properly use his adamantine heavy sword, Linley had gradually begun to find the proper path.
So long as he persevered down this path, in a few years time, he definitely would be able to reach a new level that was beyond the βimposeβ level!
β¦.
Within a secluded hotel in the prefectural city of Cerre.
This hotel was very dimly lit, and the atmosphere tended towards the dark, giving the impression of dusk. Each table was arranged in a very orderly manner, and between each booth, there was a screen.
This was a very quiet hotel with a great deal of atmosphere. The first time Linley had come here, he had taken a liking to it.
The expenses here were fairly high as well.
While he was training, generally speaking, every seven or eight days, Linley would come here and drink wine while listening to the elegant, beautiful music of the hotel. Every so often, he would hear some gossip from travelers.
βItβs almost July. Whartonβs school year should be starting soon.β Linley thought to himself.
Right now, there were quite a few customers in this hotel. All of the customers engaged in conversations were quite conscientiously lowering their voices as they spoke, but when Linley focused, he could clearly hear every word of every conversation they were having.
Suddenly, a quiet conversation attracted Linleyβs attention.
βHave you heard? In the imperial capital, an incredible genius has emerged. A seventeen year old named βWhartonβ.β On a table next to Linley, there were three middle-aged men. They were discussing the various geniuses of the empire.
Wharton?
Linley focused his attention on them.
After having spent so much time in the OβBrien Empire, Linley had yet to learn anything regarding Wharton.
βAre you talking about that genius who popped up out of nowhere in the OβBrien Academy?β The bald manβs eyes lit up. βIβve heard of him too. The end-of-the-year competitions for students of the seventh grade always receive a great deal of attention. Even some students who have reached the eighth rank will participate on occasion.β
As the number one warrior academy of the Yulan continent, the OβBrien Academy was divided into seven grades.
Upon reaching the seventh rank, a warrior was admitted into the seventh grade.
A warrior of the seventh rank was qualified to graduate, but many of them still elected to stay in the academy. Even some warriors of the eighth rank were in no hurry to graduate.
βOld bald vulture, youβve heard this news as well? That Wharton is reallyβ¦wow.β A jade-haired middle-aged man sighed. βOnly seventeen years old. In the past, he had never participated in any of the yearly competitions. This time, when he took part in the seventh grade competition, he actually defeated a warrior of the eighth rank to become the champion of the seventh grade class.β
βWhat? A seventeen year old who defeated a warrior of the eighth rank? Are you serious? Is this real?β A pudgy man who had only been listening up till now suddenly spoke in shock.
The bald man glanced at him. βOf course itβs real. I personally witnessed it. You have no idea. This Wharton was around two meters tall and extremely powerfully built. His physical presence alone exerts tremendous pressure on people. His weapon of choice is an extremely terrifying giant warblade. Wielding that warblade, that Wharton was actually able to defeat a warrior of the eighth rank to become the champion of the seventh grade class.β
βFrom what I heard, for this Wharton to already be able to defeat a warrior of the eighth rank now means that he most likely will be able to reach the eighth rank himself by age twenty. In the past, the Prodigy Sword Saint, Olivier, reached the ninth rank when he was thirty. This Whartonβs natural ability isnβt too far off.β The jade-haired man praised as well, βFor a seventeen year old to be able to defeat a warrior of the eighth rank is amazing. It has been a long time since the empire has produced a genius like this. Heβs even been publicly acknowledged as the number one genius of the OβBrien Academy, and the Emperor has already conferred upon him the title of Count.β