Murim Recurve Chapter 184
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This particular energy was the most harmful for foreign races but was the most beneficial to her or anyone from her race. It was something that nourished her, protecting her from harm while also imbuing in her the secrets of her race.
Kalki Qi!
The energy that was exclusive to her race. It was what was stored in the metal plate, and was being transmitted into her the moment Ki'Nua approached it. This energy seeped into her body, circulated through it by using the blood as a carrier, and eventually settled within her heart.
From there, it exhibited certain biological stimuli through her body, causing her mind to imagine things, a sort of hallucination. But, unlike those created when one's mind was unstable, this was a perfect hallucination that kept her mind at an optimal state.
Symbols, images, words, true meaning, etc. flowed into her mind, becoming a part of her existence. The Kalki Qi was also absorbed into parts of her body along with the influence on her mind, turning into her experience.
This was the most ingenious method and the reason the Kalki Qi was auspicious. Because, through it, the Celestial Emperor was able to transmit the core of their teachings into the people and make it their own immediately, with zero side effects.
Such was the magnificence of this particular energy. Ki'Nua closed her eyes as her mind whirred into thought, digesting everything that was inserted into her. Her body too was behaving the same, absorbing everything transmitted by the Kalki Qi as her own.
Time passed in such a manner before Ki'Nua could no longer feel the formless energy slamming into her. She opened her eyes, feeling tranquil as she could sense her Pranic Heart now.
Rather, she could even get a clear image of it in her mind, including all her meridians. There was a tinge of Water Qi flowing in her meridians, circulating as her Pranic Heart pumped it. It was exactly a unit of Water Qi, nothing more, nothing less.
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After a moment of thought, Ki'Nua willed for it to change, sensing the Water Qi enter her Pranic Heart, experience a subtle change before flowing out into her meridians as Fire Qi. She then did the same, turning it into Metal Qi and Lightning Qi.
She smiled, feeling incredible joy, "I'm a Harmoniser now and can wield all four elements."
There was an immediate change in her hair and eyes. Before, her hair was similar to a commoner's, consisting of all four colours in a mixture. The area dominated by blue was the maximum, followed by black, violet, and finally red.
Her eyes too were the same. But now, both her eyes and hair had turned blue as she circulated Water Qi through her meridians. As she had the greatest affinity to Water qi, it had turned as such.
And, when she circulated Fire Qi through her meridians, there was no change in her hair or eyes, except for a faint tinge of red hue on them. But, it was something barely noticeable, even if one was in pitch darkness.
So, people wouldn't be able to see it normally. Ki'Nua smiled in satisfaction as she exited the room, bowing to the City Lord who had been waiting right at the entrance.
Upon seeing her, he beckoned for her to follow, nodding after looking at her once, "As expected, you have the greatest affinity to the water element. You'll learn the water element Palm Projection next."
"But City Lord, I have one doubt." Ki'Nua hesitated as she looked at his trailing back, finally mustering her courage to ask it.
"What is it," The City Lord gave her a knowing smile, as if he had already expected the question.
"Every Cultivation Technique has a name, right? What's the name of ours?" She inquired with a respectable bow, using her utmost polite tone.
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"What's the name of our race?" The City Lord smiled, controlling his urge to laugh.
"…Kalki?" Ki'Nua said, getting confused for a moment.
"There you have it," The City Lord smiled, "Our cultivation technique is the core of our race. It wasn't created by us, after all."
"W-What does that mean?" Ki'Nua was flustered upon hearing something that hadn't been told to her before.
"Our cultivation technique was…" The City Lord looked at the ceiling as he sighed, "It was created by the world and left in the hands of the First Celestial Emperor. And…that was the start of our race's rise."
His voice turned solemn as he looked at Ki'Nua, "So, remember it as you circulate the four elements of our race in you. The Royal Clan is our race's pillar that has received the favour of the world once. So, we must always strive our best to better our race's condition."
"Yes, City Lord. I'll perform my duty." Ki'Nua bowed.
"It's not a duty," The City Lord shook his head as he looked at Ki'Nua, "Neither is it our fate or responsibility."
"Then…" Ki'Nua was confused once again.
"It's our identity," The City Lord smiled, "As long as our race stands tall, we are a necessity. And, in times of its decline, we are a necessity to reclaim its lost glory. And at the height of its prime, we are a necessity to maintain our race's standing."
"We are our race's identity. That's what being part of the Royal Clan means." He made eye contact with Ki'Nua, smiling, "As a Harmoniser, you'll come across things you never imagined existed in our world. But, those are what we must constantly face against to ensure our livelihood is harmonious with nature."
"And…" His voice turned solemn, "That is what it means to be a Harmoniser."
He then led her to the first room, situated next to the entrance of the corridor, motioning for Ki'Nua to enter it. "You'll learn the water element Palm Projection inside. With that, you'll become a bonafide Harmoniser and would become eligible to take matters of our citizens in your own hands."
"Yes, City Lord." Followed a bow, Ki'Nua entered the room, watching the door shut behind her immediately.
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