After bidding farewell to Jinhai and Zhen, Wuji set his mind on preparing for the days ahead. With around five days left before gathering with his master and the new disciples, he decided to use his time productively. Rather than idling away the days, he resolved to head back to the familiar training grounds where he had honed his skills before the sect exams. He felt it was the perfect opportunity to strengthen his left-hand proficiency and delve into two-handed sword techniques.
Wuji’s choice to train his left hand came from a growing understanding of the need for adaptability. In both his previous life and his current world of cultivation, he had relied almost exclusively on his right hand. This had naturally made it his dominant hand for combat. However, during the combat test against his replicas in the sect exam, Wuji had faced moments where a lack of versatility in his fighting style had nearly cost him. He realized that relying solely on his right hand could become a dangerous vulnerability in high-stakes battles, where injuries or fatigue might leave him unable to wield his weapon as effectively. Aiming to overcome this, Wuji knew that becoming proficient with his left hand would not only increase his adaptability but also add unpredictability to his style, giving him a crucial edge in combat.
Arriving at the training grounds early morning, Wuji began his rigorous training schedule. It was structured meticulously, a reflection of his discipline and experience. He started the day with meditation, utilizing a method Master Zhang had taught him to sharpen his focus and maintain calmness under pressure. Sitting cross-legged, Wuji closed his eyes, focusing on his breath and letting the noise of the city fade into the background. Meditation not only grounded him but also enhanced his awareness of his body, allowing him to understand the subtleties of each movement. Over time, he felt his mind grow sharper and his body more attuned to the delicate balance required for dual-handed combat.
After an hour of meditation, Wuji transitioned into his dexterity drills. He had always been fond of woodcarving since he was young, so he used this skill to improve his left-hand control. Wuji began by carving simple shapes with his left hand, focusing on precise cuts and repetitive patterns to reinforce muscle memory. The movements felt awkward at first, his hand unsteady, but he persevered, knowing that patience was the key to building new skills. Gradually, his grip became more confident, and the cuts smoother. Through woodcarving, Wuji trained his left hand’s precision, knowing that each careful motion was a small step toward wielding a sword with the same confidence as his right hand.
Following his dexterity drills, Wuji moved into endurance training. This portion of his routine was demanding, especially as he concentrated on strengthening his left arm. He began by holding his sword in his left hand, maintaining a steady grip for as long as possible, then moving on to slow, deliberate swings. Each movement was designed to build both stamina and control. Wuji could feel the burn in his arm as he pushed his limits, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, determined to achieve his goal.
The final phase of his training was dedicated to practicing basic sword stances with his left hand. he stood before a large, polished mirror he had found near the grounds, gazing at his reflection with renewed determination. He mirrored each stance he had previously learned with his right hand, ensuring that his movements were symmetrical. The visual feedback allowed him to make real-time adjustments, and he soon began to feel a growing sense of confidence in his left-hand technique. This meticulous approach refined his balance and footwork, creating a foundation for more advanced techniques in the future.
Two days passed, and Wuji felt a growing comfort with his new techniques. He was exhausted but proud of his progress. That evening, while resting in his room, he heard a knock at the door. Opening it, he found a man dressed in formal attire standing outside. The man bowed politely before handing Wuji a letter. Wuji noted the distinct crest on the envelope, one he recognized from his studies of the dynasty's noble families—it was the crest of the Han family. He remembered Han Bao, a young man he had met who possessed remarkable charisma and social skills. The servant informed Wuji that his young master had sent an invitation for a banquet to be held the day after tomorrow at the Jade Cloud Pavilion.
Wuji recalled that Han Bao had invited him to lunch at the Jade Cloud Pavilion once before, but he had declined due to other responsibilities. Now, with some free time, he decided to accept the invitation. He assured Han Bao’s servant that he would attend, to which the man bowed gratefully before departing. Wuji closed the door, examining the letter and smiling as he read through it. According to the invitation, the banquet would be attended by other candidates with Earth-grade spiritual roots and several nobles from the dynasty. This delighted Wuji, as he had been seeking an opportunity to connect with influential figures in the cultivation world, and this banquet seemed the perfect chance.
Reflecting on the nature of the gathering, Wuji realized the importance of making a strong first impression. He knew he would be in the company of nobles and skilled cultivators, and he didn’t want to be outclassed by something as trivial as his attire. Although he was usually pragmatic about spending, he understood that appearances mattered in social settings. Determined to look his best, he decided to purchase some fine clothes and accessories the next day.
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The following morning, Wuji resumed his training routine with renewed vigor. His focus had sharpened, and his movements grew more fluid as he worked through his exercises. As evening approached, he returned to his inn, freshened up, and dressed in a simple white robe before heading out to explore the city’s markets.
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After a brief search, Wuji arrived in front of a shop called “Verdant Silkworks.” He had passed by this shop before the sect exams and had noted its luxurious atmosphere. Now, with enough funds from his master, he felt confident enough to step inside. The interior of the shop was adorned with intricate decor and soft lighting, creating an air of elegance. Moments after entering, an attendant approached him, bowing politely.
“Welcome to Verdant Silkworks,” she greeted, her voice soft but professional. “How may I assist you today, honored guest?”
Wuji returned a slight nod. “I’m looking for some robes. Something in white or black, preferably.”
“Of course.” She smiled and gestured for him to follow. “We have a lovely selection. Any particular occasion in mind?”
“A banquet. I’d like something elegant but not overly flashy,” Wuji replied as they walked toward a display area. He noted the subtle lighting, which highlighted the richness of each garment.
The attendant picked up a white robe embroidered with delicate cranes and bamboo motifs in light green and gold. “How about this one? It’s elegant and refined but maintains a sense of subtlety.”
Wuji ran his fingers over the soft fabric, admiring the craftsmanship. “This is…very well made,” he admitted, his tone appreciative. “It has a graceful look to it.”
The attendant smiled. “Indeed, the fitted upper section and wide sleeves add a nice balance between formality and comfort. Would you like to try it on?”
After a moment’s thought, Wuji nodded. “Yes, I think I will.”
He slipped into the changing area, putting on the robe. As he examined his reflection, he couldn’t help but appreciate the way the fabric fell smoothly over his shoulders, the sleeves flowing gracefully as he moved.
Exiting the changing room, he looked to the attendant, who was waiting patiently. “I’ll take it,” he said with a faint smile. “It’s just right.”
“Excellent choice,” she responded warmly. “Will you need anything else? Perhaps something for training as well?”
Wuji considered this, then nodded. “Actually, yes. Two simple black robes, nothing too intricate. Just durable and comfortable.”
She led him to a different section, where plainer yet high-quality robes were on display. Wuji picked out two sturdy black robes, practical for training, and handed them to the attendant.
“Is there anything else I can assist you with?” she asked as she prepared the robes for packaging.
“Yes,” he hesitated slightly. “I’d like some accessories to go with the white robe. I’m not very familiar with what might…work best for a banquet setting.”
Her eyes lit up, clearly happy to assist. “Absolutely. Allow me to show you a few options. Perhaps a hair crown? We have some elegant but subtle designs, perfect for formal events.”
Wuji raised an eyebrow. “A hair crown?”
She nodded and brought over a delicate silver hair crown. “This one, for instance, has a simple design. It holds the hair securely while adding a dignified touch—ideal for cultivators.”
Examining the crown, Wuji admired its understated elegance. It was refined, and polished, but not overbearing. “Yes, I like this one. It has a…well-balanced look.”
“Wonderful,” she said. “And maybe a pendant to go with it?”
Wuji nodded thoughtfully. “Show me what you recommend.”
The attendant retrieved a silver lotus pendant, its delicate petals encircling a small jade stone. She held it out, allowing him to examine the fine detail.
“This would complement the robe beautifully,” she suggested. “It’s a piece that adds character without being too extravagant.”
Wuji smiled, the subtle jade stone catching his eye. “Perfect. I’ll take both.”
She quickly gathered his selections, packing them with care. “That brings your total to twenty gold coins.”
Handing over the coins, Wuji nodded with satisfaction. “Thank you. You’ve been very helpful.”
The attendant bowed again, pleased. “It was my pleasure. I hope you enjoy the banquet and return to Verdant Silkworks in the future.”
Wuji inclined his head with a polite smile. “I will, thank you.”
With his purchases in hand, Wuji returned to his inn, feeling a sense of readiness for the event. He carefully laid out his new attire, mentally preparing himself for the banquet’s social atmosphere. He knew that the evening would be more than just a formal gathering; it was an opportunity to make connections, observe, and perhaps learn more about the intricacies of noble politics and alliances within the cultivation world. This network of powerful families, bound by both competition and cooperation, held the keys to both opportunity and danger.
Finally, the day of the banquet arrived. Wuji awoke early, determined to keep his mind sharp and his body relaxed for the event. He went through his usual training routine, though he shortened it to conserve energy, focusing instead on breathing exercises and meditation to keep his thoughts clear. Returning to his room, he took a hot bath, letting the warmth ease any lingering stiffness from the previous days. Feeling refreshed, he dried himself off and began to dress for the occasion.
Wuji carefully donned the white robe with the crane and bamboo motifs, appreciating its refined elegance and lightness. He tied the flowing sleeves securely, checking his appearance in the small mirror. With deliberate precision, he fastened the silver crown in his hair, gathering it neatly at the back of his head, then slipped the lotus pendant over his neck, the small jade stone glinting subtly against his chest. Stepping back, he appraised his reflection. The dignified image in the mirror looked imposing and elegant, a cultivator who carried both power and humility in his demeanor.
Wuji then strapped his sword to his waist, allowing the scabbard to rest naturally by his side. The weight of the blade was a familiar comfort, a reminder of the training and discipline he’d dedicated himself to, and a symbol of his readiness for any situation. Satisfied, he turned and made his way out of the inn, heading toward the Jade Cloud Pavilion.
Silverbrook’s busy marketplace gave way to a quieter part of the city, where elegant establishments like the Jade Cloud Pavilion catered to the city’s elites. Its grand architecture loomed ahead, a multi-storied building with graceful, jade-inlaid carvings and ornate golden lanterns at every corner. It was as much a show of power as a place for gathering.
As he neared the pavilion, Wuji mentally prepared himself for the evening. He hadn’t originally intended to spend time building connections among the nobility so early, but this banquet was a rare opportunity. Though he was now a disciple of Elder Bai, he knew his future path would require strong alliances and powerful connections, especially with other Earth-grade candidates and dynasty nobility.
However, just as he reached the pavilion entrance, a voice rang out, dripping with arrogance, “Look who it is, the disciple of Elder Bai.”