Night 8:00 pm.
I am having my precious session with Suho. Side by side, we do our breathing exercises. We sit by the same lotus position, utilize the same breathing patterns, and fall into our own contemplative deep meditation.
Lately, I am feeling that this form of training’s effects is becoming lesser and lesser for me. According to Kim Suho, there might be something wrong that I am doing. I cannot understand the mind of a genius, so I can only follow his advice.
By feeling my every vessel, and moving my magic power as slowly as possible, I carefully observe my magic power in a blind attempt to see if there is something wrong
Alas, I don’t feel anything wrong happening with me at all.
If cultivation is a real thing, then this must be it. I guess my talent only gets me this far.
“Hey,” I softly call to Suho. “Is this meditation exclusive to Akatrina?”
“Huh?” Suho opens his eyes and quickly comes up with an appropriate answer. “No. I don’t think so. Nayun and Jonghak have their own training methods, so there must be breathing methods unique to them. I don’t know about Jonghak, but I see Nayun doing it all the time. That makes Nayun so scary. How can she breathe that way all the time? I mean, I tried doing it, but I always end up exhausting myself.”
The power of meditation. Even in my past life, meditation has superstitious elements that allow a person to exceed their physical state and cleanse their mental impurities. It is also clinically observed that meditation helps a person greatly to cope with their psychological needs and even extend their lifespan.
Like they always say— a healthy mind resides in a healthy body.
“Suho, is it possible to create a breathing method of your own to suit your body?” I ask Suho sincerely for advice as the way I am now, I am going to be stuck for a long time.
Kim Suho this time is quiet, and seriously thinks of my query so much longer. “I… I cannot even do something like that. The breathing method I am teaching you is something that my master taught me. To be honest, I am reluctant to teach you this as it is my master’s possession. The only reason I am teaching this is that you also come from Akatrina like me.”
Still, it will be of great benefit if I manage to create a breathing method completely suitable to my body. Rachel for example from the novel is able to create her own breathing method derived from Suho’s breathing method. After that, she achieves exponential growth. I cannot see anything going wrong if I try.
“One will need enlightenment in order to create a new breathing method,” Suho adds, and with a grave tone, he gives me a warning. “Remember, recklessly messing up with magic power and moving it on your body is dangerous. Never ever try to experiment on creating a breathing method.”
I shudder at his warning. At least, these words stop me from doing the very thing I should not do. There are many ways I can only imagine something going wrong if I dare try. Maybe I will bleed through my every orifice, or simply my heart will stop.
My imagination runs rampant with the death flags.
It takes a genius and an opportunity to possess something so convenient like a breathing method that will allow you to soar the heavens. I have neither genius nor opportunity.
After I exhaust my mind and body, I return to my dorm to rest, while wishing for Hajin’s luck to rub on me.
***
Night 10:00 pm.
It is already past curfew and Kim Suho is still outside. After Hyon Hyung leaves, Suho decides to stay for the whole night. It is because of enlightenment. Teaching Hyon is a very valuable learning experience for him.
Calmly, Suho takes in the energy of the world. The rooftop has been his and Hyon’s precious sacred ground of training. Every night, they bask in the light of the stars and the moon as they challenge themselves to reach their limits.
The intense physical bouts in the day are exhausting enough, but they have to spend the rest of the evening emptying whatever stamina still resides in their body. The training, teaching, and talking are accumulating over time.
He stands up, yet he is still in the same meditative state. The only difference is that his breathing is minutely changing as if to suit his existence, thus giving meaning to his being here… being in this world.
Now, Kim Suho is ready to express this accumulation through a sword dance. His attribute is steel, but the rays that come out of his sword are like the sparkling of the stars from above, and the aura that dances on a circle is like the full moon.
Within a blink of an eye, the sword dance returns to a single form— an ordinary downward slash. Suho has come to understand the meaning of that single slash as he watches the rays of light raining on him to be cut from a single strand to a half.
The power to cut concepts— he has finally come to understand the meaning of his sword.
To protect those he cherishes by swinging his sword.
To cut everything that defies the world he loves.
To be here means cutting.
Maybe if others hear these thoughts repeatedly ringing in his head, they will not understand, but Suho understands perfectly well. He is here so that he can protect this world, and he will do just that. To be here in this world means fighting for it, he must fight for his right to be here.
He cannot and will not let the Devils here onto this world.
For that, he must be ready to do everything.
“Chae Jinyoon,” The name sounds so naturally unremoved from his tongue. “I shall kill the host of the Devil’s seed.” Suho doesn’t know when that day will come, but it will come.
Before, he cannot even utter the name without feeling sour. Now, the emotions swirling in his heart are different. A strong heart desiring the justice of this world— that is only what matters to him.
And the Devils are naught, but the opposite of justice.
***
Wow.
Just wow.
[Guild — Packhorse Master]
The guild that I have been waiting for is finally here. Recently on the rise, this guild’s stocks will appreciate greatly in the future. There are only three places I know where I can get rich with stocks— the current no. 1 Guild Sacred Creator’s Grace, no. 2 Guild Essence of the Strait, and a rookie Guild Packhorse Master.
I buy Packhorse Master’s Guild stocks in bulk. The money I receive from Yoenha for selling Mountain Tyrant’s weakness is finally of use. I will not be able to buy the weapons I have been eyeing for, but more money is better for me.
My smartwatch vibrates with a buzz. It is Hajin.
“Hey, I am thinking of giving you a bonus. You helped me a lot through that Video Featurette. You don’t have to pay me with Appearance Fee. That video is for me, and paying me for the work you did is just wrong. I hope you can continue to be my manager too. Also, I am not changing my hair color. I checked the barber shop you recommended to me though.”
That is one long message, one that I highly welcome.
Lady Luck is finally smiling at me. No. It is more accurate to say that the God of Luck, Kim Hajin, is finally gracing me with his blessings. I see my bank account having extra zeroes. I happily spend them on buying Packhorse Master Stocks.
I send a quick reply to Hajin. “Thanks, man. I love the bonus. Also, I just want to ask. I know this might be offensive. But I want to know if your Gift can upgrade things. I want to talk a private deal with you…” It is a long shot, but I want Hajin’s SP to reinforce my gear. I still don’t have any proper gear on me except the dagger that Cube gives its cadets.
It will be a great deal if I have weapons with few special effects. There are few from the market, but they cost a lot. Maybe with my friendship with Hajin, I can get a discount. Moreover, with Hajin, I can get very specific effects that I will want to synergy with my own fighting style.
The second crisis of the novel is almost upon us. The first is back then in the museum. The appearance of three Djinns suggests the three times level of difficulty. It will be a catastrophe if any of the main cast dies.
No matter how much luck, death will always find a way. With the current difficulty, it will be more difficult to not die. I hope Hajin’s luck is strong enough to save us from the changes.
Night 8:00 pm.
I am having my precious session with Suho. Side by side, we do our breathing exercises. We sit by the same lotus position, utilize the same breathing patterns, and fall into our own contemplative deep meditation.
Lately, I am feeling that this form of training’s effects is becoming lesser and lesser for me. According to Kim Suho, there might be something wrong that I am doing. I cannot understand the mind of a genius, so I can only follow his advice.
By feeling my every vessel, and moving my magic power as slowly as possible, I carefully observe my magic power in a blind attempt to see if there is something wrong
Alas, I don’t feel anything wrong happening with me at all.
If cultivation is a real thing, then this must be it. I guess my talent only gets me this far.
“Hey,” I softly call to Suho. “Is this meditation exclusive to Akatrina?”
“Huh?” Suho opens his eyes and quickly comes up with an appropriate answer. “No. I don’t think so. Nayun and Jonghak have their own training methods, so there must be breathing methods unique to them. I don’t know about Jonghak, but I see Nayun doing it all the time. That makes Nayun so scary. How can she breathe that way all the time? I mean, I tried doing it, but I always end up exhausting myself.”
The power of meditation. Even in my past life, meditation has superstitious elements that allow a person to exceed their physical state and cleanse their mental impurities. It is also clinically observed that meditation helps a person greatly to cope with their psychological needs and even extend their lifespan.
Like they always say— a healthy mind resides in a healthy body.
“Suho, is it possible to create a breathing method of your own to suit your body?” I ask Suho sincerely for advice as the way I am now, I am going to be stuck for a long time.
Kim Suho this time is quiet, and seriously thinks of my query so much longer. “I… I cannot even do something like that. The breathing method I am teaching you is something that my master taught me. To be honest, I am reluctant to teach you this as it is my master’s possession. The only reason I am teaching this is that you also come from Akatrina like me.”
Still, it will be of great benefit if I manage to create a breathing method completely suitable to my body. Rachel for example from the novel is able to create her own breathing method derived from Suho’s breathing method. After that, she achieves exponential growth. I cannot see anything going wrong if I try.
“One will need enlightenment in order to create a new breathing method,” Suho adds, and with a grave tone, he gives me a warning. “Remember, recklessly messing up with magic power and moving it on your body is dangerous. Never ever try to experiment on creating a breathing method.”
I shudder at his warning. At least, these words stop me from doing the very thing I should not do. There are many ways I can only imagine something going wrong if I dare try. Maybe I will bleed through my every orifice, or simply my heart will stop.
My imagination runs rampant with the death flags.
It takes a genius and an opportunity to possess something so convenient like a breathing method that will allow you to soar the heavens. I have neither genius nor opportunity.
After I exhaust my mind and body, I return to my dorm to rest, while wishing for Hajin’s luck to rub on me.
***
Night 10:00 pm.
It is already past curfew and Kim Suho is still outside. After Hyon Hyung leaves, Suho decides to stay for the whole night. It is because of enlightenment. Teaching Hyon is a very valuable learning experience for him.
Calmly, Suho takes in the energy of the world. The rooftop has been his and Hyon’s precious sacred ground of training. Every night, they bask in the light of the stars and the moon as they challenge themselves to reach their limits.
The intense physical bouts in the day are exhausting enough, but they have to spend the rest of the evening emptying whatever stamina still resides in their body. The training, teaching, and talking are accumulating over time.
He stands up, yet he is still in the same meditative state. The only difference is that his breathing is minutely changing as if to suit his existence, thus giving meaning to his being here… being in this world.
Now, Kim Suho is ready to express this accumulation through a sword dance. His attribute is steel, but the rays that come out of his sword are like the sparkling of the stars from above, and the aura that dances on a circle is like the full moon.
Within a blink of an eye, the sword dance returns to a single form— an ordinary downward slash. Suho has come to understand the meaning of that single slash as he watches the rays of light raining on him to be cut from a single strand to a half.
The power to cut concepts— he has finally come to understand the meaning of his sword.
To protect those he cherishes by swinging his sword.
To cut everything that defies the world he loves.
To be here means cutting.
Maybe if others hear these thoughts repeatedly ringing in his head, they will not understand, but Suho understands perfectly well. He is here so that he can protect this world, and he will do just that. To be here in this world means fighting for it, he must fight for his right to be here.
He cannot and will not let the Devils here onto this world.
For that, he must be ready to do everything.
“Chae Jinyoon,” The name sounds so naturally unremoved from his tongue. “I shall kill the host of the Devil’s seed.” Suho doesn’t know when that day will come, but it will come.
Before, he cannot even utter the name without feeling sour. Now, the emotions swirling in his heart are different. A strong heart desiring the justice of this world— that is only what matters to him.
And the Devils are naught, but the opposite of justice.
***
Wow.
Just wow.
[Guild — Packhorse Master]
The guild that I have been waiting for is finally here. Recently on the rise, this guild’s stocks will appreciate greatly in the future. There are only three places I know where I can get rich with stocks— the current no. 1 Guild Sacred Creator’s Grace, no. 2 Guild Essence of the Strait, and a rookie Guild Packhorse Master.
I buy Packhorse Master’s Guild stocks in bulk. The money I receive from Yoenha for selling Mountain Tyrant’s weakness is finally of use. I will not be able to buy the weapons I have been eyeing for, but more money is better for me.
My smartwatch vibrates with a buzz. It is Hajin.
“Hey, I am thinking of giving you a bonus. You helped me a lot through that Video Featurette. You don’t have to pay me with Appearance Fee. That video is for me, and paying me for the work you did is just wrong. I hope you can continue to be my manager too. Also, I am not changing my hair color. I checked the barber shop you recommended to me though.”
That is one long message, one that I highly welcome.
Lady Luck is finally smiling at me. No. It is more accurate to say that the God of Luck, Kim Hajin, is finally gracing me with his blessings. I see my bank account having extra zeroes. I happily spend them on buying Packhorse Master Stocks.
I send a quick reply to Hajin. “Thanks, man. I love the bonus. Also, I just want to ask. I know this might be offensive. But I want to know if your Gift can upgrade things. I want to talk a private deal with you…” It is a long shot, but I want Hajin’s SP to reinforce my gear. I still don’t have any proper gear on me except the dagger that Cube gives its cadets.
It will be a great deal if I have weapons with few special effects. There are few from the market, but they cost a lot. Maybe with my friendship with Hajin, I can get a discount. Moreover, with Hajin, I can get very specific effects that I will want to synergy with my own fighting style.
The second crisis of the novel is almost upon us. The first is back then in the museum. The appearance of three Djinns suggests the three times level of difficulty. It will be a catastrophe if any of the main cast dies.
No matter how much luck, death will always find a way. With the current difficulty, it will be more difficult to not die. I hope Hajin’s luck is strong enough to save us from the changes.
