37 Towards Times March. (1/2)
Jing Yimu entered the deeper parts of the emerald volcanoes, while Li Yang quietly waited at the very edge of the area. After he had only waited a few seconds, a loud roar rang out, green flames rising towards the sky from the volcano where Chen Huo lived. Shortly after, Jing Yimu came flying from the distance, his robe slightly singed at the bottom. He landed in front of Li Yang, nonchalantly talking.
”Seems like that overgrown lizard is starting to lose his mind after staying here for so long, not even worrying about destroying the surrounding area when he attacks.”
Li Yang put on a pale and shocked expression as he looked towards the place where Jing Yimu had just come from, pointing towards it with a shivering finger as he spoke in a trembling voice.
”Senior Yimu, there is something living at the depths of this area?”
Jing Yimu let out a slight chuckle and pat Li Yang on the head as he nodded his head and assured him that nothing would happen. He did not think that Li Yang had any way of even comprehending how powerful Chen Huo was, so he did not say anything specific.
”There is a very old and powerful Demonic beast. But you don't need to worry, he can't come out here, doing so would break the last order he was given by his previous master.”
Jing Yimu removed his hand from Li Yang's head and took three steps backward, putting some distance between them. Once there was some distance, he stretched out his right arm and pointed his palm towards Li Yang, pointing at his right palm with his left hand as he spoke.
”Now then, since you are going to be following me around I will help you train. Hit me with your strongest attack. You don't need to worry about hurting me, it is impossible for you.”
Li Yang had expected Jing Yimu to say something like this, as Jing Yimu was simply such a person. He put on a serious face and put his body into a charging stance, nodding his head at Jing Yimu.
”As you wish, Senior Yimu.”
Li Yang created a simple spear out of ice, pretending like he was not a swordsman. He dashed forward and struck towards Jing Yimu's palm, coating the tip of his spear in crimson flames. The tip of the spear hit Jing Yimu's outstretched palm and shattered into tiny fragments that shot towards his face, while the flames moved to surround and burn his hand. Jing Yimu simply blinked, causing the fire and ice to vanish. He then fondled his chin with a slightly pleased expression as he looked at Li Yang.
”Fire and ice, huh? You have a very low affinity with both of them, but you have already managed to reach the middle stage of the Mortal Rune realm, despite coming from such a humble sect, so it seems that you have made sure to practice diligently. Good. I cannot use ice, but I know a little bit about it. As for fire, I specialize in that element, so it is good that you can use it.”
Li Yang did not intend to reveal that he could use the lightning element, so he only showcased his control over fire and ice. Jing Yimu himself was a cultivator who mostly used fire and wind, so Li Yang being able to use fire was something that fit him perfectly. Li Yang put on a disbelieving face as he looked at Jing Yimu, talking in an almost worshiping voice.
”Such powerful defense... Could you have already engraved your ninth rune, Senior Yimu?”
Li Yang, of course, knew Jing Yimu's true cultivation, but he had to act the role of a child that had no idea about the greater world. In response to Li Yang's question, Jing Yimu let out a loud laugh and pat him on the shoulder as he started to explain.
”Ninth rune? Little Yang, the world is far larger than you could possibly imagine. I have long since moved past the first nine runes, the first nine runes are only the start of cultivation. Follow me, and you too might have the chance to reach the same level as me.”
Li Yang put on an incomparably excited face as he rapidly nodded his head to Jing Yimu. But how could Jing Yimu know that Li Yang was aiming far past Jing Yimu's level? Only the peak would be good enough for Li Yang, only by standing at the peak could he truly feel certain that he could protect Fang Ying.
”Yes, Senior Yimu!”
After checking out what he was certain was Li Yang's strongest attack, Jing Yimu slowed down his travel speed and started training Li Yang while they were traveling. Most of the training was Jing Yimu explaining to Li Yang about how to use his Qi and control it to unleash attacks, but he would occasionally have small mock battles with Li Yang to test his progress.
After seven days of traveling together, Jing Yimu was having a mock battle with Li Yang, holding back enough to where he felt it would be a challenging fight for Li Yang. The more mock battles he had with Li Yang, the more he was surprised at how quickly he grew, causing him to comment on it after they finished the mock battle.
”You are quite adept at controlling your strength, your battle sense is also excellent. Have you battle a lot?”
Li Yang nodded his head and put on a somewhat wistful expression as he spoke. The story he made up this time was not one he had made up for Jing Yimu, it was a story that Jing Yimu could barely relate to. The reason Li Yang did this was because Jing Yimu would quickly grow suspicious if every story told by Li Yang was one he could relate with.
”Yes! My father was a wandering hunter, so he taught me how to battle from a young age. When we settled down in the sect, I and father were often targets of ridicule for our humble birth, so I often ended up fighting them after they insulted father.”