Chapter 9: The Journey to the Prestigious Sect & The Wild Beasts’ Trial
The morning sun barely touched the sky when Long Tian left the Long Clan behind.
No fanfare. No farewells.
Just the sound of his footsteps as he walked into the wilderness alone.
Atop his shoulder, Raijin flicked its tail, arcs of silver lightning crackling in the air. The young wyvern's golden eyes remained sharp, as if sensing an unseen threat lurking in the distance.
Long Tian smirked. "You feel it too, don't you?"
Raijin let out a low growl, shifting its gaze to the thick forest ahead.
Long Tian activated his Fate Eyes.
Immediately, faint crimson fate threads pulsed in the distance, converging toward his position.
An ambush.
His smirk deepened.
'Let's see who dares to block my path.'
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The wind shifted.
Then—Boom!
A dagger coated in black Qi shot toward his chest.
Without hesitation, Long Tian tilted his head slightly, the dagger whizzing past his ear, embedding itself into a tree behind him.
A soft chuckle echoed from the shadows.
"Not bad."
From the treetops, four masked figures emerged, each radiating a dangerous aura.
Their leader, a man with crimson eyes, took a step forward.
"You should've stayed in your clan, boy."
Long Tian sighed. "You're after Raijin, aren't you?"
The man smirked. "That wyvern is worth a fortune. You, however, are worthless."
The moment he spoke—
They attacked.
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Boom!
The assassins vanished in a blur of speed, surrounding Long Tian from all sides.
Four blades glinted with killing intent, slicing toward him.
Most would panic.
Long Tian?
He simply closed his eyes.
Fate Eyes – Activate.
In an instant—he saw it.
The precise timing of their attacks.
The weakness in their movements.
The fatal flaw in their formation.
A single breath passed.
Then—he moved.
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Step left. Dodge.
A blade sliced empty air, missing his throat by an inch.
Raise palm. Redirect.
He tapped one assassin's wrist, twisting their momentum—sending them crashing into another attacker.
Boom!
Two assassins collided, their blades narrowly missing each other.
The leader's eyes widened.
'He's reading our movements?!'
Long Tian exhaled slowly.
"You wasted your chance."
Dragon Body Reinforcement – Activate.
Golden scales flickered across his skin as his Qi surged.
Before the assassins could react—
Boom!
Long Tian vanished.
Crack!
One assassin's ribs snapped as a single palm strike sent them flying.
Whoosh!
Another swung their blade—but Raijin blinked behind them, its tiny fangs crackling with lightning.
BOOM!
A surge of electricity paralyzed the attacker, sending them convulsing to the ground.
The remaining two hesitated.
Long Tian turned to their leader.
"Still want to continue?"
The man gritted his teeth, sweat forming on his brow.
Then—without hesitation—
He fled.
Long Tian's smirk deepened.
'Coward.'
But just as the leader disappeared into the forest—
Raijin growled, snapping its head toward the sky.
Long Tian's Fate Eyes flickered.
And then—he saw it.
A deeper fate thread, thicker than the assassins'.
A force far more dangerous… watching from the shadows.
Long Tian stood motionless, his gaze locked on the disappearing enemy.
This was no ordinary robbery.
Someone wanted him dead.
And not just for Raijin.
A larger force was involved.
Long Tian exhaled slowly, calming his Qi.
Then, without another word, he continued on his path.
Raijin trotted beside him, still crackling with faint electric energy.
The journey to the Azure Sky Sect had only begun—
But the real battle was yet to come.
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Long Tian soon entered the Darkwood Forest, a vast, untamed land where spirit beasts roamed freely.
Instead of avoiding them, he walked deeper.
"Raijin," he called, glancing at the wyvern. "It's time for real training."
The young wyvern's eyes lit up with excitement.
Long Tian activated his Fate Eyes, scanning the surroundings.
Then—he saw it.
A Scarlet Horned Wolf, its red fur bristling with Qi, lurking in the bushes.
It was a Qi Condensation Ninth Stage Beast.
The perfect opponent.
"Go," Long Tian commanded.
Raijin lunged forward.
Crackle!
Lightning erupted from its body as it used Shadow Blink, dodging the wolf's swipe.
The beast snarled, lunging—
But Raijin twisted mid-air, its fangs coated in electricity.
BOOM!
A direct hit.
The wolf staggered, paralyzed by lightning, but it wasn't done yet.
It howled—then charged again.
Long Tian watched closely.
Raijin was strong.
But raw talent meant nothing without control.
"Adjust your timing," Long Tian instructed. "Don't just dodge—counter immediately."
The wyvern growled in understanding.
The wolf attacked again.
This time—Raijin moved with precision.
Shadow Blink – Instant Reposition.
Thunder Fang – Direct Counter.
Storm Pulse – Finishing Blow.
BOOOOM!
A thunderous explosion erupted as Raijin's fanged strike connected, followed by a shockwave of lightning.
The Scarlet Horned Wolf howled, its body convulsing from the paralysis—before collapsing.
The Scarlet Horned Wolf collapsed, its body twitching from residual lightning.
Raijin landed lightly, panting but victorious.
Long Tian approached, placing a hand on its head.
"Good. But we're not done."
Raijin let out an eager chirp.
Long Tian smirked.
For the next three days, he and Raijin continued hunting stronger beasts like:
Swift-Claw Apes
Steel-Back Boars
Moonlit Serpents
Each helping in us honing our skills in different aspects like strength, speed, defence, etc.
With each fight, their bond deepened, their attacks became more synchronized.
By the time they left Darkwood Forest, Raijin's lightning aura had grown denser, his control sharper.
Long Tian clenched his fists.
He wasn't just training his beast.
He was preparing for the battles to come.
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End of Chapter 9