Chapter 65: A quick way to train (1/2)

Chapter 65: A quick way to train

In the vast expanse of the southern reaches of the Dark Forest, near the cemetery of death.

There was a raging waterfall that flowed down with grand, magnificent momentum into an expansive deep pool below. There was a bubbling stream that ran off the side of the pool and forked into three directions. The towering trees by the side of the pool were luxuriantly green and all sorts of bizarre and exotic large stones could be seen everywhere. Fish could be seen swimming in the clear, crystalline pool waters.

The silvery sheen of flowing water cascaded down like the Milky Way, concentrating in the pool below and emitting loud roars. The water flowing down like a long river spewed violently, crashing down onto the random rocks below and giving cause to impressive traces of water, splashing down on all four sides.

There was a hard piece of round stone in the corner, slightly off to the side of where the waterfall crashed down. A naked person sat on the round stone and the muscles on his body were evenly fit and full of energy. His legs were crossed as he sat on the round stone, using his body to withstand the violent force of the strong cascade of water.

The agitated water currents sounded out with loud pilipala sounds when they landed on the surface of his body. His body wavered slightly, the expression on his face was cold as the meridians on his body bulged and pulsed. A faint, black light seemed to sparkle over his flesh and skin.

This person was naturally Han Shuo. After he’d arrived at the cemetery of death, his first order of business was to thoroughly digest the fighting aura that the “Shadow Ghost” killers had left in his body.

After his magic level ascended from the “solid” realm to the “open passages” realm, Han Shuo’s body had been reforged again. Even the behavior of the fighting aura within his body had also changed. Previously when he had visited the Boozt Merchant Guild, the fighting aura that had cleaved its way into Han Shuo’s body had always been enclosed by the magical yuan. Han Shuo had originally thought that things would proceed as they’d always had, with the magical yuan slowly being absorbed as Han Shuo went about his business.

However, the truth proved that Han Shuo’s judgment was wrong. The fighting aura wasn’t digested and absorbed by the magical yuan like he had suspected. On the contrary, the magical yuan seemed to be slowly and purposefully loosening its restraints, letting this cloud of fighting aura continuously run rampant within Han Shuo’s meridians, causing continuous damage to Han Shuo’s meridians and even breaking a few bones beneath the stress.

Logically speaking, this should have been a very painful matter. However, Han Shuo astonishingly discovered that the meridians and bones, that had been damaged by the fighting aura, once again underwent some sort of change. The reforged meridians had become more tensile and widened compared to before, and the magical yuan circulated at a much higher speed here than compared to the other areas of his body. The bones were also similarly much more durable.

After understanding this, Han Shuo discovered to his great joy that if he continued training at this speed, then according to the rule of magic rebuilding after a breakthrough, the training speed of the “open passages” realm would be several times faster than the speed of normal training.

Whilst he was remarking with emotion that practicing magic was indeed a path of masochism and death, Han Shuo happened upon this waterfall. According to the importance of building up one’s body while practicing magic, Han Shuo suddenly had the unique thought of utilizing the waterfall’s force to practice magic. The truth proved that Han Shuo’s thought was absolutely correct.

Just as Han Shuo was using his physical body to withstand the force of the violent waterfall on one hand, while experiencing the pain brought about by the fighting aura wreaking havoc in his meridians on the other, the speed of his magic training progressed at an astonishing pace. The meridians that were ravaged and broken by the fighting aura all became incredibly, pervertedly stronger.

The force within the center of the waterfall was the greatest, Han Shuo had only tried it for a brief moment before seeing stars from the enormous force. He held on for three seconds before almost fainting dead away. In his resignation, he could only rely on a corner to train in which the waterfall wasn’t too violent, hoping that once his physical body was strengthened, he would be able to stand in the most wildly raging center to withstand the largest amountof the waterfall’s force.

He caught fish to bake a meal when he was hungry, and used the rest of his time to practice magic. After who knew how long, Han Shuo suddenly realized that the training speed of the “open passages” realm had slowed down again after the fighting aura, that the assassin had left in his body, had disappeared completely.

“Looks like I need to think of another way to hurry and breakthrough the open passages realm. It doesn’t seem to be the thing to do in order to keep training so slowly.” Han Shuo muttered to himself as his body was as agile as a large fish, flying through the pool beneath the waterfall.

His two hands probed out like lightning in the pool, grabbing two strange looking fish. He swam back to shore, put his clothes back on, and took out his fire starting implements to bake the fish. When Han Shuo had eaten his fill and planned on returning back to the cemetery of death, his ears heard the faint sounds of footsteps.