28.The Sword’s Origin and Hidden Intentions

After an intense training session, Lee Do-Hyun stood silently in the courtyard, his hand firmly gripping the Ego Blade—or as the martial world knew it, the Black Cloud Sword. Sweat trickled down his brow, but his focus never wavered. He could feel it—the subtle pulse of intent within the blade, as if it had been waiting for this moment.

 "Ego Blade… I feel like I'm finally starting to understand you."

The moment the words left his lips, the world around him shifted. His consciousness was pulled into the sword's mental realm—a familiar void where time felt suspended, and only the presence of the blade's lingering will remained.

But this time was different.

The air within the realm felt heavier, charged with a new sense of urgency. The sword's consciousness stirred, and the voice of the Remnant—the echo of its former master—rippled through the void.

 "You've improved. The bond between us has grown stronger. It's time for you to learn the true essence of my swordsmanship."

Do-Hyun's grip tightened. His journey had led him to refine his skills, but this—this was something deeper. It wasn't just about techniques anymore; it was about understanding the will of the sword itself.

 "Beyond the power I've gained so far… what else can you teach me?"

A long silence followed before the spirit finally responded.

 "Techniques alone will not be enough. True mastery lies in uniting your will with mine. I can pass down my knowledge, but only you can make it your own."

The Hidden Price of Power

Just as Do-Hyun was preparing himself for this new lesson, an unfamiliar sensation rippled through the connection. The sword's voice grew quieter, yet its words cut sharper than any blade.

 "But know this—this training comes at a price."

Do-Hyun narrowed his eyes, wary of the sudden shift in tone.

 "A price? What do you mean?"

The sword's presence flickered, as though wrestling with its own burdens.

 "I can no longer linger here indefinitely. My essence, my will—it's fading. If you wish to inherit my full strength, you must do something in return."

A surge of unease passed through Do-Hyun. This wasn't just about becoming stronger anymore; it was about fulfilling a duty tied to the sword's origin.

 "What is it that you want from me?"

 "You must return what was lost—bring this blade back to its homeland."

Do-Hyun's thoughts raced. He had never considered the sword's history before. To him, it had simply been a relic of immense power, a tool to survive and grow stronger. But now, it was clear—the blade carried a legacy of its own, and its purpose wasn't yet fulfilled.

 "This isn't just about me growing stronger, is it? There's something more at stake."

The Remnant's voice resonated with a somber finality.

 "Correct. My teachings will elevate your strength beyond comprehension. But in return, you must set right what was once broken."

Do-Hyun inhaled deeply, processing the gravity of the request. Power always came with a price—but this time, the price wasn't just his own burden to bear.

 "Where is this homeland you speak of?"

 "A forgotten place tied to both our fates. When the time comes, you will find it. And that will be your final trial."

Forging His Will

The clarity of his purpose sharpened like the edge of a blade. He wasn't just a swordsman anymore—he was a successor to a legacy he barely understood.

The Remnant's voice softened.

 "Before you seek the homeland, focus on refining your mana control. You must not simply enhance your strikes with energy—your mana must become one with your blade. Only then will you be ready for the final challenge."

Do-Hyun clenched his fists, a wave of newfound determination surging through him.

 "I won't just use mana as an extension of my power. It will flow through the blade as if it were part of me."

The Remnant's voice echoed with finality.

 "When you achieve that unity, the true nature of my request will reveal itself. You'll understand why our fates are bound together."

A faint smile curved Do-Hyun's lips, the weight of the challenge no longer daunting but invigorating.

 "I'll see this through—no matter what awaits me at the end."

And with that, the connection faded.

A New Chapter Begins

When Do-Hyun opened his eyes, the air around him felt different—heavier with responsibility, yet lighter with clarity. He wasn't just wielding a sword anymore; he was carrying a legacy that transcended time and space.

Mi-Ryeong and Han So-Yeon watched from a distance, sensing the shift in his aura.

 "Did something happen?" So-Yeon asked cautiously.

Do-Hyun sheathed the Black Cloud Sword with newfound purpose.

 "Yes," he replied quietly. "I know what I need to do now. But first, I have to master this blade in its entirety."

The journey ahead was clearer now—and the challenges awaiting him were far greater than anything he had faced before.

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Learning from Han So-Yeon

Despite having unlocked advanced techniques of the Ego Blade and the Will of the Sword, Lee Do-Hyun sensed a persistent weakness gnawing at him—a flaw in his fundamentals. Though his swordsmanship had improved and his ability to condense mana had sharpened, his growth had reached a plateau.

The realization struck him hard: No matter how refined his techniques were, without solid foundations, his movements lacked the fluidity and control of a true martial artist.

It wasn't just about mastering powerful techniques—it was about becoming one with the basics.

The Need for Strong Foundations

Han So-Yeon had noticed his struggles early on. She understood that while Do-Hyun possessed immense potential and raw power, his foundation was unstable. The more complex his skills became, the more obvious his weaknesses appeared.

 "Do-Hyun, you have strong internal energy and a natural sense for swordsmanship," she began, her voice firm but gentle. "However, advanced techniques mean nothing without solid fundamentals. No matter how strong your strikes are, if your footing is unstable, everything will fall apart."

Do-Hyun nodded without hesitation. He had already begun to feel the gaps in his technique, especially during moments when he struggled to transition between moves fluidly.

 "Alright," he said, determination burning in his eyes. "Let's start from the ground up."

Mastering Footwork: The Foundation of Every Technique

So-Yeon stepped forward, adjusting her stance with practiced precision.

 "We'll start with the most important principle: footwork."

Her movements were graceful yet efficient. Every step she took seemed deliberate, her center of gravity shifting with ease. Her feet barely made a sound, gliding across the ground like a shadow.

 "Footwork isn't just about moving from one place to another," she explained. "It's about maintaining balance, control, and speed simultaneously. Without proper footwork, you'll never be able to execute even the most basic martial arts techniques effectively."

Do-Hyun observed closely, noting how seamlessly her body moved—each step flowed into the next, allowing her to react instinctively to imagined threats.

 "Good footwork does two things: it helps you evade attacks, and it creates openings for your own strikes," So-Yeon continued. "Speed alone won't save you. The true secret is reading your opponent's movements and positioning yourself before they strike."

The Struggle to Learn

Under So-Yeon's guidance, Do-Hyun began practicing the foundational movements.

At first, his steps were clumsy. He often lost his balance, misjudged his stance, or moved too rigidly. Each mistake weighed on his pride—but So-Yeon remained patient.

 "Lower your stance. Feel the ground beneath your feet," she instructed. "Distribute your weight evenly—your strength doesn't just come from your arms or your sword, but from the ground itself."

The lessons were grueling. Hours passed as she corrected his posture, adjusted his movements, and helped him understand the importance of balance. Sweat dripped from his brow, but he never stopped.

Gradually, Do-Hyun began to improve.

His movements grew smoother. His feet carried him with greater precision, allowing him to maintain control of his body while preparing for attacks and counters. Where once he stumbled, now he advanced with confidence.

 "I think I'm starting to get it," Do-Hyun exhaled, adjusting his stance mid-movement. "I never realized how much control comes from the feet."

So-Yeon gave him a rare smile.

 "Martial arts aren't just about strength or fancy techniques," she replied. "Without the basics, even the most powerful strikes become useless."

The Next Phase of Mastery

By the end of their session, Do-Hyun had made significant progress. His footwork was still far from perfect, but the improvements were undeniable.

So-Yeon nodded in approval.

 "You've laid a solid foundation," she said. "Now, it's time to move forward."

Do-Hyun straightened up, his body aching but his mind sharp.

 "What's next?"

 "Integrating your internal energy into your strikes," So-Yeon responded. "Your movements must flow with your mana. Every step, every breath—your body and energy must act as one."

Do-Hyun's expression turned serious. He knew the journey ahead would be even more challenging than mastering his footwork, but now he understood the importance of patience and discipline.

With his fundamentals finally strengthening, the path toward mastering his sword—and unlocking the true potential of the Ego Blade—was beginning to reveal itself.

And for the first time, Lee Do-Hyun truly believed he could walk that path.