Chapter 26: Rising Currents

The air was thick with tension. Jiang Cheng stood at the center of the training grounds, his gaze steady as he observed the disciples around him. His recent battles had solidified his reputation, but they had also attracted unwanted attention. The sect elders had taken notice, and whispers of his rapid rise spread through the ranks like wildfire.

Today, however, his focus was on something else entirely—preparing for what was to come. He knew that the cult's influence extended far beyond what he had initially suspected. If he wanted to stand against them, he needed allies, stronger techniques, and a foundation that could rival the darkness creeping through the world.

A Meeting of Minds

Jiang Cheng made his way to the sect's main hall, where Elder Sun had summoned him. The elder, a man of sharp eyes and a composed demeanor, stood near a large table covered in scrolls and ancient texts.

"You've made quite a name for yourself, Jiang Cheng," Elder Sun said, his voice measured. "But strength alone isn't enough. The world is shifting, and you must be prepared."

Jiang Cheng clasped his hands in respect. "I understand, Elder. That is why I wish to learn more about the sect's history and its techniques. There are things I must uncover."

Elder Sun studied him for a moment before nodding. "Very well. But knowledge comes with responsibility. Follow me."

They walked down a corridor lined with jade pillars, eventually arriving at a secluded chamber filled with ancient scrolls. Elder Sun gestured to a particular section.

"These techniques were once the pride of the sect but have been lost over time. If you seek true mastery, start here."

Jiang Cheng's fingers traced the delicate parchment of one scroll titled Heaven's Ascending Palm. As he read, his mind absorbed the intricate details of the technique—a hand-to-hand combat method that allowed one to counter attacks while redirecting an opponent's force.

He closed his eyes, envisioning the movements in his mind. If he could master this, it would be another step toward building a unique path—one that could oppose the cult's dark methods.

A Challenge from Within

Just as he was about to leave, the doors to the chamber burst open. A young disciple strode in, his expression filled with contempt.

"Jiang Cheng! You think just because you've won a few fights, you can act above the rest of us?"

Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly. Another challenge.

The disciple was Liu Fan, a talented martial artist known for his aggressive nature. Around them, other disciples gathered, eager to witness the confrontation.

"I have no interest in meaningless fights," Jiang Cheng said calmly.

Liu Fan smirked. "Then you admit you're afraid?"

A low murmur spread among the spectators. Jiang Cheng met Liu Fan's gaze and saw no true malice—only arrogance. He stepped forward.

"If you truly wish to test yourself, we can spar. But I will not waste my time with childish provocations."

Liu Fan scoffed but took a stance. "Fine. Let's see if your reputation is deserved."

A Display of Mastery

The moment the fight began, Liu Fan lunged forward, his palm striking toward Jiang Cheng's chest.

Jiang Cheng shifted his stance, smoothly executing a movement from Heaven's Ascending Palm. His hand met Liu Fan's wrist, redirecting the attack while simultaneously countering with a precise strike to the shoulder.

The impact sent Liu Fan stumbling back. Gasps echoed through the crowd.

Liu Fan gritted his teeth and attacked again, but each strike was met with a counter, his force turned against him. Within moments, Jiang Cheng had him completely outmatched.

Finally, Liu Fan staggered back, breathing heavily. He clenched his fists but then did something unexpected—he bowed slightly.

"I see now," he said grudgingly. "Your strength isn't just luck."

Jiang Cheng nodded. "There is always room to grow."

The crowd dispersed, their murmurs filled with newfound respect. Jiang Cheng exhaled. This was just the beginning.

As he left the training grounds, he glanced toward the distant mountains. The path ahead was clear—he needed to keep growing, keep refining his techniques, and prepare for the battles yet to come.

Little did he know, his true test was drawing closer.

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