《Allister Hale's Story Graveyard.》Cultivation Story (Oak leaf Monastery) 2/4
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Alex spent the next six months suppressing the memories of his past lives as he attended school and waiting for his cultivation training to begin.
First year students were placed in a separate building which was constructed like a large playground. The students were constantly shuffled around as the staff examined each student and taught them the discipline and focus that would be required for cultivation. During this time the children were kept from forming any meaningful friendships. At the end of those six months spring came and the children entered the second year classes.
At the beginning of their first full year of school the second year students were sorted into groups based on their expected talent in cultivation. The students were grouped A through F. Alex was placed into the E group. Alex patiently waited until it was time for their first cultivation lesson.
“Alright class. At this stage there aren’t any special methods for cultivating. You just need to focus on the world around you and try to start drawing in spirit energy. You may begin.”
Alex closed his eyes and began meditating. As he cleared his mind he gradually began to sense the spirit energy surrounding him once he had expanded his senses as far as they would go he began to draw the energy in.
The classroom was particularly rich in spirit energy so Alex focused his efforts on the most refined fragments surrounding him. The dense slivers of spirit energy slowly moved toward him. Each time a new sliver began orbiting his soul he reached out for another. Alex had managed to capture ten spirit energy fragments before his instructor called an end to the lesson.
Alex couldn’t help but smile. In his life as the Library Master he had needed a week before he could collect a single fragment. It had taken him almost twenty years to reach the second stage of the first realm. If it hadn’t been for the protection of his friends and his instructor he would have been kicked out of the monastery long before that point.
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As Alex he should be able to reach the second stage before the end of the school year. This was much closer to many of his peers in his previous life and the fragments he was collecting were much purer than anything he had tried to collect in his past life. If he wanted to he could go much faster but that would only leave him weaker in the long term.
“Now remember class, don’t cultivate without an instructor supervising you. If you go too quickly you will hurt yourself.” Alex smiled and responded with the obligatory “yes, instructor” before he packed up his things into his spatial ring and walked out to the buss that would take him home.
Once on the bus Alex began refining the spirit fragments he had collected. A naked soul has almost no spirit power so it was a slow process. Despite this it was worth doing. The more he refined his spirit fragments the more spirit power they would add to his soul’s spirit power as he entered the second stage. With each cycle of refining and recovery Alex felt his soul grow stronger.
As time went by it was rapidly becoming apparent that Alex was falling behind his classmates. His instructor used a chart to keep track of how many spirit fragments each student had collected. Considering the density of spirit energy in their classroom Alex wasn’t concerned with his numbers. Most of the students were doing poorly compared to his own numbers. Despite this Alex quickly became an outcast within his group.
“Alright class. Most of you are beginning to reach the point where you need to begin doing soul exercises. These will strengthen your soul and help you pass through the bottleneck for breaking into the second stage. We will all be focusing on these for the next two weeks.”
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Alex patiently followed the instructions. Spending soul energy by refining spirit fragments strengthened the soul by giving it more energy. The soul had to recover the energy before it could continue which prevented the person from over cultivating. However, unlike refining soul exercises didn't expend soul energy. Instead it was like using one's hands to stretch bread dough into a thin film. Making it too thin would just damage it. This process also had the side effect of making one's soul energy more energetic.
Alex slowly increased the intensity of his soul exercises until the instructor told him to stop. By the third day Alex figured out how hard he could push himself without stopping during a single lesson.
Once the two weeks of mandatory soul exercises were finished Alex began to gradually catch up to his classmates until he reached the point where he was the top of the class with 999 spirit fragments.
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8 219King of The Court
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8 192Letters from Sledgegrass
The Old King is dead, and with his death, his secrets have come alive. Wrapped up in understanding magics unknown, the Old King deployed scribes to all corners of the world and charged them with recording tales of strange happenings. The following represents a compilation of the letters discovered in the Old King's chambers, collected from his outposts across the Sledge.
8 123The legend of the sun guild.
Durning the age of darkness it was said that four people of great power were born. The first man of great might. Who hunted the monster and saw them as know more than a means to an end. He fought to simply feed his hungry for blood and power. He challenged both the heavens and the darkest depths of hell. He made the world know meaning of the word fear. He was a strongest swordsman of the world. During his time their were few who could say otherwise and by his end their was know to be only one who claimed to be his better. There were none who love the sword like him. And there would be none who his blade would love like him. They said that number did not matter to him. That all who face him blade would die without exception. They is a legend of him bringing death to an empire so he could claim the life of widow of a soldier who died of his own blade in the face death so that the sword man would not now the satisfactory of taking his life. They called him the sword of death. The second was a man of great rage. An noble avenger to the weak and and terror to the strong. He was a berserker but unlike most who would attempt to control they rage he would reveal in the through of it controlling him. He would streak across the battlefield ripping both friend and foe apart alike and he would do so with nothing but his bare hand. They called him an immortal they said the more be bleed the more his power would grow. And they spoke of the power to he he could trade his blood for death. They said that no mortal weapon could kill him and that he would rise to fight no matter the injury. There was a legend of him ripping off his own head and using it to club his enemies to death. They called him the immortal wrath. The third was a woman of madness and magic. She was a hated witch. They say that her only objects was to spread misery and hate. It said she lead many a good man from the right path to one of great evil just to she if she was capable of such things. Her experiments left only detestation in their wake as she tainted the lands in some way worse than the worse then the void or darkness ever could. Her magic was a foul and dangerous thing that saw all her enemy become her enemy. That she enter the territory of both the formed of order and the gods of Chao us would not go. That she played with the energy of the void. Legend speaks of a place where she corrupted the very darkness that that claim both the land and the people. Some say light would flee from her presence in fear of the shadows fate for that was her name she was the fate weaver. The forth was a man. He was simply known as… the hero of the world. But this is not his story. No this is a story that speak of the other three The unrelenting swords man The undying wrath The unquantifiable desire But it mainly speaks of their second life. For the age of darkness has long since pases and the age of fire is coming to a close. But as the age dies a new one must be born. ( the idea is that this story will be told from the perspectives of the bad guys. Their motives ,objectives, rise to power, struggles and what they want to achieve. But yes they are the ‘bad guys’ of the story it’s also probably important to note that for the time being it’s going to be written on my phone then edit later when I have the time and feel like it but you should probably think of whats here as a draft until further notice. )
8 74Short Ghost Stories
The stories in this book are based on true events that happened mainly in Asia. We do get stories from the US and Australia as well. The names have been changed to protect the identity of the victims.
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