Need for training

High personnel gathered in Lican town, precisely in the Li family villa. The hall had an extravagant Chinese royal style décor. Only men sat in this gathering, and most of them wore red hanfu suits while others wore blue hanfu suits. Li Zeesan sat in the main chair with his traditional robe ( red shenyi and black Zhan gokfuton headwear). It was all merry, and everyone drank without restraint.

At this moment, Zeesan spoke: "I want excellent teachers for my precious twins."

Originally this was an excellent task that would bring endless glory. However, it comes with an equal disadvantage: if the trainers were not qualified and they ended up hindering the twin's progress, the noble would punish them heavily. So people remain silent. They did not want to rush towards glory only to have themselves hang on a ritual pyre. People hesitated and resisted the urge as they weighed the pros and cons—they gazed at each other with interest. However, an old rough voice echoed.

"We twins will take up the challenge."

The crowd turned around only to see two old masters drinking peacefully. They wore blue hanfu suits and red hanfu suits. They looked the same, only that they differed in temperament. While the Old teacher (that wore a red robe) possessed a surly personality—the other had a gentle and somewhat cold disposition. They unceremoniously drank amidst all the snake gazes that darted them. The old teacher with a blue robe poured wine to his older brother, who wore red.

"Brother, this wine is the best." The oldest couldn't help but comment. He couldn't tell where the minister got this fine, rare wine—it was simply mesmerizing.

The red-clothed master was Gang Xe, while the blue-clothed master was Gang Ye. These two were well-known masters in the whole Jankao universe. There were about five of them in this rank, and they were called: Dragonlord masters. These two brothers' attainment could be said to have reached heaven. Of course, they were not more dominant than the others. But rumors had it: that at a critical point, these two brothers could control each other's elements even though they couldn't naturally reproduce those essential elements themselves.

"Oh, if it is not the two dignified masters! who then can handle the pressure of training my kids."

After laughing arrogantly and touching his jaws (that had no beard), Zeesan squinted his eyes in seriousness.

Then I will leave my twins in your hands.

"Mhm!" the two old masters nodded gently and continued to drink.

"It's wonderful you could join us after your long Jankao tour."

"We answer to the Li family after all. At the same time, we had about the ceremony of training we decided to honor it."

"Good! Good!" Zeesan was naturally happy that he blab 'good' twice, and gulped the whole of the wine in his bronze cup.

"Then tomorrow, you shall begin! I'll retire first." Zeesan left everyone to drink more as he took off to prepare for his twin's training.

…..

In Wu city, people intended to decide on another crucial feat.

Chang Zeefan stood with his wife, Heng Reema. Heng Reema appeared graceful and cultured. She wore an ancient colorful green pienfu that complemented her long green hair—she was a real noble fairy. Chang Zeefan wore his traditional robe (silver Shenyi with Zhan Chi Fu headwear). Although Zeefan appeared plump, he still had enough charm to melt a thousand maidens. Stretched before them was a large expanse of green land. It complemented their peaceful demeanor. And abjectly kneeling in front of this two was an old man with shoulder-level white hair. His long white eyebrow extended out of his brow. He wore a black hanfu suit with a white dragon decorated behind it. This person did not put up any air around him.

"I will accept the honor to train the young master of the minister." Wu Cheng cupped his hands; he was unassuming.

"Mhm!" Chang Zeefan nodded.

However, in the same large expanse, a round child of five years played unrestrained as he laughed snuggly. He ran giddily chasing insects. After running for quite a while, he finally caught an insect. He was full of joy. It was the first time he could catch these insects. They had always been nimble and tricky. So he never had the chance to capture these insects with his hand. But it's different now. So he hollered.

"Mama! Mama! Look, I've finally caught a big insect for you."

The child said as he turned to the three adults that were talking. This person was a youngster, and people had always been lenient with him. Of course, his father was different. Chang Zeefan always felt this child took after neither him nor his wife. All he did was play, and there was nothing extraordinary about the fool.

"Roule, you have to learn to catch these insects without dirtying yourself." Heng Reema cautioned patiently.

"Humph! So what if you caught a big insect. Is that what a young master should do? Tell me! Will you succeed me with this character of yours?"

However, Zeefan was directly angry. He had had enough with that brat. All he did all morning was go insect hunting. He was never interested to learn any other thing. Roule's character frustrated Zeefan a bit. So he was always grumpy toward him.

"Mama! Mama! Why is Dad bullying me? Is it because I am weak?" Roule mouthed petulantly.

"Hubby, he's still young. And he's your son too. Be patient with him."

Heng Reema decided to side with his son, giving him some amber of encouragement. However, she also shattered it.

"Son, your dad isn't wrong either. It's time to grow up. In fact, other kids within the neighboring state are growing stronger every day. If you don't grow stronger than them, they will harm us. Do you want that?"

"But Ma, I am still small; how can I save adults?" Roule answered childishly. He decided never to be reasonable if they wouldn't allow him to catch his insects.

His father hearing his reply, became angered even more as he furrowed his brow; he snorted and flapped his hand angrily: he was hopeless. Heng Reema saw his husband and couldn't help but innocently chuckle. She couldn't believe a little Roule riled him up so much. At the same time, Wu Cheng was amused. Of course, he didn't laugh arrogantly. But it felt interesting. If he could control such a potential carefree boy—then maybe, it's worthwhile.

"See the old master here?" Heng Reema pointed at Wu Cheng with her chin.

"Mhm!"

"He will be your teacher from henceforth. You have to be strong when you return to protect your mother and father."

"Okay, Ma! I will protect you, but dad can protect himself."

Heng Reema robbed Roule's red hair; she squatted down and rubbed his cheek together with his silver earring. Zeefan watched how his wife petted the boy and sighed. He didn't want the boy to be oblivious to reality. Everything was not that great. He wanted him to grow strong and protect himself. Reema wanted to carry Roule, but he ran back a few steps. His mother understood what he was thinking and smiled. It's alright, son. "Don't dirty yourself so Ma won't have to be dirty when she carries you."

Roule gave up all struggle and allowed his mother to carry him. At this moment, he felt guilty for being dirty. In fact, to him, his mother was a goddess, but his father was a demon that never played with him. His mother would even catch insects with him. So he naturally favors her more.

….

Zou City!

In a forbidden forest, a 5 years old child sat inside a tornado. The child was cute and slender. He looked harmless. In fact, all kids looked harmless. This child wore a silver robe. The silver robe had a red sash and cuff, giving it a simple yet dazzling appearance. And on his tiny waist were black pants. He had short blue hair. This child was Zang Wayne. The Son of Zang Gong and Ming-hea Mine. Wayne's parents had always been busy and barely around, and Wayne had learned to take care of himself; plus, he was a genius and was cold and aloof, so his parents never bothered much. Ming-hea Mine was a top scholar and was renowned in the whole Jankao universe. Of course, his husband, Zang Gong, was also prominent, but he preferred to discover some ancient relics. So he was more of a traveler than a scholar. However, when he noticed the uniqueness of his son, Wayne. He urged his friend, a dragon lord master, to train and take him as his student. In fact, Wayne was not only gifted but had been strictly educated by his mother to read various records and familiarized himself with many relics. So he was equally learned.

Dragonlord masters were titles, and they didn't have any relationship with controlling real-time dragons. But of course, it had more relationship in using their ethereal breath. It was only a boost due to unique martial art and body. So they borrow the superiority of dragon physique and could summon their shadows to merge with their body. However, it wasn't that they were unchallenged in the universe of Jankao. There were strong men and women. Even the royal families and the ruler of the colossal village were also strong. The colossal town was a unique territory that sat directly in the middle of the Jankao universe. It had a boundary with the north, the south, the east, and the west. In fact, there were many strong men and women in the whole of Jankao.