Keep your shield up newbie" yelled Jhon
My first hunt was a lot harder then I thought even though my quix power had awakened I was still a child. The only difference was I had strength comparable to the two warriors next to me.
Quite a strange sight to see a child fighting a monster," they discussed amongst themselves.
The monster I was fighting was a lizard the size of a dog that spits poison and had razor-sharp teeth.
It spit poison in my face and I raised my shield to block.
This isn't that hard I thought to myself but the lizard had used the time my sight was obstructed to charge at my leg.
I stuck my sword in the ground right in front of where it was about to bite.
It promptly cut its lower jaw and part of its neck off.
The lizard tried to run away but died before it could even get five steps.
I fought lizards with the men for the rest of the day.
The last lizard we killed was the biggest and thus I decided to drag it back to the blacksmith.
I got you some materials old man now make me a good weapon."
Hoho the brat got his first kill and now he thinks he can disrespect this old smith. What weapon do you want?
Some type of weapon that utilizes the poison, useful against unarmored people and demon beast.
What is the payment?"
You get to keep the leftover materials from the monster i said."
Ok ill make you something nice said the smith."
By the way, what is your name Mr smith?"
My name is smothson you can come to me if you need any more good weapons in the future he said.
I will remember it well I said as I walked off.
I remember someone saying that people who had awakened there quix could cultivate it.
But how does one cultivate? Guess I'll go to the only cultivator I know.
"Halt and state your business," said the guard outside keldons tent
"Tell her there is a brat here to see here," I said
After guard walks into the tent " you are permitted to enter be thankful for our lady's benevolence"
Today she was wearing a black satin dress that complemented her extremely curvy figure.
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"Arent you a little too young to be looking at an older lady lewdly," She said
"Why are you promised to another man?"
"No, it's just your to young to be versed in the world of men and women"
"Well when I grow old and am versed in the ways then I will come and find you senior"
She seemed to be angry but realizing her anger was displaced on a child she just started laughing.
"Why did you come to find me brat it certainly wasn't just to try and charm me with flowery words"
" I need a cultivation formula for the quix essence inside me" I said
"Well, each cultivator cultivates in a different way unique to them. I can help set you on the right path if you give me your hand"
I walked up and put my hand on her table, she reached out and grabbed it"
Why is your hand so sweaty? Is it because you couldn't stand being as close to someone as pretty as me?"
I just looked down unable to retort. She let out a dry cough and let go of my hand.
" Your cultivation path will be quite unique," she said mysteriously then asked the guards to escort me back to my tent.
Wondering why the captain was acting so weird I examined my cultivation formula.
I wanted a growing attribute one that would allow me to gain power, not some crappy reformation talisman.
I went into my soul counciness using my senses and what was before I was a black room.
But as I stood in the black room countless pieces of glass floated around me.
I reached and grab a bigger piece and the pain was so great I had to let go.
I then tried to grab two smaller pieces and I could just barely endure it.
I continued to cultivate in this way until I fell asleep.
"Hey get up its more training today we have a battle tomorrow," Said Jhon
"Seems like this young one needs to be taught a lesson" Soldier #3
"you can try you old fart"
All the other soldiers jeered and a circle was drawn in the dirt.
"Don't go crying to the captain when you lose all your honor brat"
"By chance your not a cultivator are you? Mr soldier sir"
"No, but I am the strongest noncultivator this side ao Aldens"
With my fear gone I lowered my body and charged in for a shield bash. He scoffed and welcomed my charge with his own strength. It ended in a standstill with neither side having the advantage. He seemed amazed by my strength but before he could say anything I let a swift chop out towards his head.
He moved his head slightly to avoid it and brought his sword up to my throat.
"Even if you have strength your just too green brat. On the last strike you overextended there is only a certain amount of force needed to kill a man anymore and your sword stance will be lost."
" I thank the senior for the advice"
"There will be a battle tomorrow you best steel your heart and become king of the battlefield if you want to survive"
I continued to spar with the soldiers for the rest of the day. The quickest defeat was at the hand of a whip wielder who pulled my feet out from under me then next thing I knew his knife was in my throat.
Having felt like I gained nothing but a few bruises I headed over to the blacksmith.
"You came just on time your weapon just got finished"
He walked deep into the shop and came out holding a miniature crossbow
"Isn't this just a little too small Smithson?"
"When one is using poison weapons the size is of no consequence"
"And it only fires one at a time?"
"Indeed it mounts on your wrist and fires poison darts at the enemy"
He seemed to read the disappointment on my face and let out these words "you will see the value in it come tomorrows battle if you survive"
I wanted to cuss him out but seeing how he would be useful in the future I just walked off grudgingly.
I went back to my tent and sunk into cultivation again
Surprisingly above my head seemed to float the pieces of glass I put together yesterday.
I guess im trying to form a flat surface of glass I really did not understand.
Oh well, i might die tomorrow so what is the use of understanding?
As I awoke the next morning I heard a voice "come out brat its time to show you hell"
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