Chapter 198 Seraphina Zenith (6)

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I kept up my training with Master Li. Then it was time to begin. Starvation. Not the proper, historical kind, the kind that turned empires to dust and sent people clawing at the earth for a single root to gnaw on. No, this was the controlled variety—the sort that made you understand without actually making you drop dead. Which, as far as training methods went, was a relief. Two weeks. No food. Isolation training. Master Li assured me it wouldn't kill me. He said that with the kind of certainty only someone else could have about your suffering. What it would do was push me past the illusions of my body—strip me down, force me to see my limits for what they were, then take a step beyond them. I wanted to see Seraphina before I went in. Seraphina, on the other hand, seemed to have taken the opposite stance. She had avoided me all day. She wasn't the type to outright run, but she had suddenly become very busy—too busy to look me in the eye, too busy to stop walking when I called her name. I could have left it at that. But the moment I even considered walking away, something in my chest clenched, and I knew I couldn't. So I found her. She was sitting by the koi pond in her living quarters, dipping her feet into the water, her expression unreadable. The soft glow of artificial lanterns flickered against the rippling surface, casting long shadows over her face. The city outside stretched into the sky, neon towers blinking against the clouds, but here, the air was still. "Seraphina," I said. She turned, slow and deliberate. Her expression was controlled—except for the telltale pink dusting her cheeks and ears. She didn't run. That was a start. "I—" she hesitated, her fingers curling against her sleeve. "I'm sorry. For running away." I raised an eyebrow. "You didn't exactly sprint." Her lips twitched, almost a smile, but not quite. "You know what I mean." She exhaled, some of the stiffness leaving her shoulders. "I don't regret it. The kiss." Her voice was quiet, but steady. "I just… wasn't sure what to do next." I met her gaze. The lights of Mount Hua reflected in her ice-blue eyes, like the sky before a storm. "Yeah," I admitted. "Me neither." For a while, neither of us spoke. The water lapped softly at the stone, the distant hum of hovercrafts barely reaching us. Then, without another word, I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. She stilled—just for a second—then, slowly, returned the embrace, her hands gripping the back of my jacket like she needed to hold on. seaʀᴄh thё NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. It was brief. But it was enough. I pulled back just slightly. "I'll be back in two weeks." She nodded. And this time, when I turned to leave, she stayed where she was. Master Li was waiting for me at the entrance of the isolation chamber. The cave yawned open before me, cold and utterly black, like the mountain itself had decided to swallow me whole. It stretched deep into the earth, cutting off all sound, all light. It would be just me, my body, and the creeping, relentless hunger. I stepped inside. At first, it was fine. The first hours were the easiest. The human body is an efficient machine—it can go a long time without food, running on reserves, tricking itself into thinking everything is normal. But soon, normal started to slip. The hunger began as a dull ache, then sharpened, spreading like roots through my stomach, twisting, clenching. My body, used to routine nourishment, began to rebel. It whispered, then shouted, demanding that I listen. My limbs felt heavier, my breaths slower, my energy flickering like a dying flame. But Li had said I wouldn't just be sitting here. No, I trained. I trained while my stomach roared at me like a starving beast. I trained as my legs grew sluggish, as my arms trembled. The first few days were brutal. Every punch, every strike of my blade, drained me further. My body burned through whatever it had left, and then, when there was nothing, it started taking. It stole from my muscles, from my strength. I could feel it, the slow disassembly of myself, piece by piece, as my own body devoured itself. Discover hidden tales at My Virtual Library Empire By the fourth day, I was dizzy even when standing still. By the sixth, the hunger had become a constant companion, no longer sharp and biting, but deep and all-consuming, a black hole pulling at the edges of my awareness. Lucent Harmony helped. Barely. Luna's voice murmured in the back of my mind, guiding me through the haze. 'Find stillness within it. You are not your hunger. You are beyond it.' I clung to those words like a man drowning in the dark. By the eighth day, my vision blurred if I moved too fast. By the tenth, I stopped feeling hunger at all—it had transformed into something else, something beyond pain, beyond sensation. My body was weak, but my mind had found something else—clarity. I had never been so aware of my own body before. Every breath, every heartbeat, every drop of mana that flowed through me—it was all there, as clear as the stars in the night sky. On the twelfth day, I could barely stand. On the fourteenth, I was stronger than I had ever been. Li found me sitting in the darkness, my blade resting across my lap, my mind calm and empty. "Good," he said. He dropped something in front of me. The smell hit me like a freight train. Rich, warm, overwhelming. Food. My stomach clenched, my body screamed, but I didn't move. Li gave a satisfied grunt. "Eat. You've earned it." I reached forward, my fingers finding a small loaf of bread. I tore a piece off, placed it in my mouth, and let it dissolve on my tongue. It tasted like something divine. Like life itself. I ate slowly, keeping my breath steady, letting the nourishment fuel me without controlling me. The hunger was still there, still clawing, but I held it at bay. Li didn't give me time to rest. The moment I finished, he had me moving again. My body was a mess—muscles depleted, limbs unsteady—but every strike felt cleaner. Every movement sharper. "You've endured deprivation," Li said, pacing around me. "Now it's time to rebuild." I simply stood there, suppressing the smirk on my face. Because in the depths of starvation, I had found something else. I had found the idea for my second movement.

Chapter 198 Seraphina Zenith (6)

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