Chapter 5: Training begins

Chapter 5: Training begins

3rd Person POV

Three months flew by; Sam would teach the boy from morning to afternoon-while in the evenings the two would take it upon themselves to just relax and eat dinner. During this three month period, Sam was being shocked repeatedly by the boy. His memory and comprehension abilities were astounding; anything Sam taught, the boy would absorb in an instant.

To think that a few months ago he was clueless about the world, but now he has built-up all above average knowledge of the place is absolutely remarkable. With his current knowledge, Sam was sure the boy could survive as a commoner, but one could never be certain, for things were never that simple.

Sam could tell that the boy was special; he possessed an aura different from the rest—a very strong and unique aura. His presence felt as if a different world had spat him out into this one. With this, one thing was for sure, the boy's path was going to be one filled with different trials, pain, and obstacles. If teaching him how to wield Qi will help, then Sam would gladly do so. He had grown attached to the boy overtime-at this point he loved him like he would his own children.

Today was the day Sam would begin training the boy's body and teach him techniques used to enter the first stages of cultivation—but before that, he had to explain to the boy what Qi was. In order to avoid another long speech, Sam decided to use a nifty trick he had picked up during his many adventures. It would be entertaining and also informative, essentially allowing Sam to kill two birds with one stone.

Sam called the boy—who was busy tending to the now growing crops-over. A figure soon entered the house to reveal the boy; who now stood a head taller than before, and wore a simple white cloth shirt, under a black fur jacket, and grey pants made of a durable cloth, but still allowed the boy free movement.

''We are about to begin today's lesson boy, get ready because we'll be doing something different." Sam said with a sinister grin on his face, he was not planning to go easy on the boy at all. Sam's plan was to break the boy continuously, and rebuild him into a much more durable, stronger, and faster version of himself.

''Hm.'' The boy just nodded—not aware of the plans the old man had in store for him, but even if he did, the boy was not one to give up. The scene that he woke up to had ignited a deep desire for power to protect what he values.

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The boy soon left the cottage wearing only the shirt and pants (with bandages tied around his hands like Sam had instructed).

''Before we begin, I want to show you something I'm sure you will find pleasant.'' Sam said seriously and raised his left hand (palms open) and a golden light gathered around it, creating a small sphere.

''Whoa.'' The boy reacted as expected; eyes gleaming with stars, and a gaping mouth. This caused Sam to laugh proudly. To him, making the boy show such a face was a feat rarely seen.

The sphere began glowing brighter and brighter, before suddenly exploding—and startling the boy. He braced himself to an explosion, arms crossed and eyes shut tightly.

A second passed…

The boy—who had steadied himself—slowly opened his eyes, the sight before him left him even more shocked than before. He was currently standing inside a white space, which seemed to be endless. Soon, hundreds of shards, similar to pieces of a broken mirror, appeared all over the space.

Without his will, he started floating towards the nearest one. Surprisingly the boy was not panicking at his current situation, and instead he gazed around with interest; he had a gut feeling that this was Sam's doing, and he trusted that Sam would never do anything to jeopardize his safety or health, so he was at ease.

The shard that floated before the boy started glowing with a faint golden light, and soon after, images started playing out. The experience was similar to watching a movie on a normal TV screen, just a tad more magical. Tiny white specks then gathered together and formed a strange gas.

Information soon came to the boy, notifying him that this was the basic form of Qi; a gas which interacted with the world. The white specs were shown to be spread evenly across a strange planet, which the boy guessed was an image of Enlyria.

In regions of high temperatures, the gas turned red and the color intensified with direct proportion to how much heat was present. This was a basic example of how Qi reacts and interacts with different conditions and elements.

Soon after the tiny specs condensed together and eventually turned into a flowing liquid, its color became more luminous. The boy was then informed about what was currently happening; how Qi would react if it were in adequate supply, under what pressure it would form a liquid, and how the liquid would turn back into a gas if left alone to its surroundings.

The liquid Qi changed yet again, this time turning into a crystal, like before information about this phenomenon was provided to the boy. Qi, if enough of it is collected and put under a lot of pressure, it usually turned into a solid crystal; in which the change would usually be permanent, unless someone absorbs all the Qi inside the crystal, leaving an empty shell.

The boy was watching with wonder at the captivating scene that was unfolding before him. After the last image, the world went dark once again, and the boy found himself back at the cottage. He looked at the old man, and was confused to see him smiling creepily—as if putting on airs about his power.

''So...did you like the neat trick?'' Sam asked. He could tell the boy was surprised from his current facial expression, so his question was rhetorical. And as if knowing this, the boy went back to his cold expression, and snorted.

''Hahaha, don't be so stiff boy, who will marry you if all you do is act grumpy.'' Sam joked, teasing the boy was a great activity for him.

''Any who…let's get to work, I already imprinted the information about Qi in your mind and slowly it will unweave itself. Well while we wait, I am going to train you till all your muscles scream in agony, and when they do I will increase the training twofold. Hahaha!'' Sam bellowed at his masterful torture plan, slung his arm around the boy's shoulder, and in a split second they disappeared from the cottage into a flash of golden light.

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