Sol and Yoon-Jae stared at each other wondering why the other had yelled.
For Yoon-Jae he knew how the Barbarian Tribes cultivate their fleshly bodies. He never thought it was possible, but an entire Race was infected with a masochist ntality.
The stories of how they trained were the stuff of nightmares!
Yoon-Jae was an alchemist. That was the least physically intensive profession in the cultivation world. So how and why would he put his frail and delicate body through such torture?
As for Sol, his yell was slightly louder as he had been through his Master’s training. He didn’t want his Master scaring another person with such hell liked torture.
However, when the two brothers heard Sol and Yoon-Jae’s yells, they laughed heartily.
"Eldest brother, it looks like our disciples have beco too attached to us."
"Haha, of course second youngest, after all, with the amount of ti and effort we’ve put into training them how could they not appreciate us for it?"
The two brothers then continued laughing and praising themselves for their hard work in raising their disciples.
Sol and Yoon-Jae scowled at their Masters’ utter shalessness.
What ti and effort?
What appreciation?
Appreciate their foot!
After having a heartwarming exchange of complints, Young-Hwa was in a good mood as he looked at Sol’s Innate Dharma and asked.
"So, what kind of seedling is this brother?"
"Ha! You’re asking when I ca here to ask you?"
Young-Hwa’s brows co together as he continued to examine Sol’s seedling.
His understanding of Innate Dharmas was deep, even Cheonma had to admit his younger brother might be more knowledgeable out of the three of them.
But he mostly wanted his brother to identify this plant with his alchemy skills.
However, even Young-Hwa seed to be having trouble understanding Sol’s Innate Dharma.
"Eldest brother, it doesn’t seem to be a simply Wood-type Innate Dharma."
"Hm, it’s a seedling of a tree or plant that already exists."
As it was already established, soone can take the original route and awaken an Elental Innate Dharma that’s a manifestation of an object from their experiences and desires.
But for Sol, his innate Dharma was like a Divine Beast Innate Dharma. It already existed in the real world rather than purely being a manifestation of sothing from his life experiences and desires.
After staring at Sol’s Innate Dharma for a while, wracking his brain for answers, Young-Hwa eventually sighed.
"Eldest brother, I know hundreds of thousands of dicinal plants, and their millions of variations, both from the current era as well as those that went extinct. I even know of many dicinal plants that were thought to be myths. But this seedling, it is a complete enigma to . All I know is that its affinity for the wood elent is extrely high. But even a fool can see that!"
After saying that, Young-Hwa sported a complicated expression. This was the first ti in a long while that he felt his knowledge of alchemy was lacking.
It just goes to show one can not be complacent no matter how great their achievents are.
Cheonma look at his sulking brother and said.
"Second youngest, you’re missing sothing else. Look closer at his Innate Dharma."
Hearing his brother’s words, Young-Hwa was taken aback.
However, he didn’t question his brother’s words and only observed Sol Innate Dharma, this ti with more focus.
It was because of this that he realized sothing, sothing that caused him to involuntarily stand up from his chair; his eyes trembling as he looked at the shimring seedling.
"This... brother this is..."
Yoon-Jae who was only looking on casually at first, was surprised by his Master’s reaction.
’Is this thing really that amazing? Its aura is only that of a Tier 4 Innate Dharma, however, my Fire Phoenix is at Tier 7 while my Ice Phoenix is at Tier 8! Even in the Martial Alliance Academy, there aren’t many people who awakened a Tier 7 Innate Dharma.’
As Yoon-Jae was confusingly trying to understand what’s so great about Sol’s seedling, Cheonma nodded and said.
"Do you sense it? It’s faint but it’s there."
Young-Hwa sucked in a deep breath of air before he hesitantly asked.
"Are you... Are you going to allow him to cultivate all six elents?"
Yoon-Jae blinked and tilted his head when he heard that.
Cheonma’s expression beca serious at his brother’s question and he sternly said.
"I know what you’re thinking, I also had such thoughts, but no."
Young-Hwa sighed before he nodded and sat back down.
"We gave up on our revenge and our Master’s goal, so why bother now?"
Cheonma frowned and sent a spiritual ssage in secret to his brother.
’Don’t ntion our past in front of him.’
’You haven’t told your disciple about our past?’
’Did you?’
’...I couldn’t. It will only be a burden to him.’
Sol and Yoon-Jae were oblivious to the details of this secret conversation between their Masters.
But they did pick up on what Young-Hwa had said, as well as their minuscule pause after.
The two youths weren’t fools, they had their suspicions.
Young-Hwa turned to look at Sol, and soon a regretful expression appeared on his face.
"But Eldest brother, don’t you think it’s a waste to not have him cultivate all six elents? Our guilty conscience aside."
Cheonma shook his head.
"My teachings are different than yours second youngest. I rather have him cultivate to his strength than divert his attention to sothing else."
Young-Hwa paused at that before he turned to Sol and asked.
"Can you try and sense the other elents?"
Sol looked at his Master, who nodded.
In the cultivation world, it was common knowledge that Aether was a near omnipresent energy in the world that one has to cultivate to grow stronger. Another common knowledge was that Elental Aether existed and could be cultivated separately from non-tribute Aether if one had the talent for it.
As Sol closed his eyes, he stretched out his hand and his seedling ca floating over to hover above it.
Sol was trying to sense the other Elental Aether in the surroundings. He had never done this before so even after a few minutes nothing happened.
Yoon-Jae was sitting cross-legged observing Sol’s actions in boredom, however, his body suddenly jolted when he saw a change in the seedling. He imdiately blurted out.
"Wah! Why is there Fire Aether gathering around his Wood-type Innate Dharma?!"
Around Sol’s seedling, the green light it was producing slowly began to change to a red color. Soon after, the seedling itself suddenly combusts into crimson flas; the Wood Aether around it was completely replaced by Fire Aether.
Yoon-Jae was left speechless, but his eyes almost popped out of his head as he watched Sol’s seedling cycle through the other elents.
Water, Earth, tal, Wind, then back to Wood before repeating.
The small seedling would tremble with each change, turning blue, yellow, black, then white.
Yoon-Jae couldn’t help but wore a bitter smile, finally understanding why his Twin Innate Dharmas would retreat from this thing.
’There is no way that thing is a Tier 4 Innate Dharma. If it is, then everyone else’s Innate Dharmas are trash!’
Yoon-Jae had to recall his Innate Dharmas as they were becoming too agitated.
Normally, a person’s Innate Dharma didn’t have a will of their own, however, if it’s Tier 7 or above they can gain sentience.
There was even a legend that states an Innate Dharma that surpasses the 9th Tier can develop a Soul.
When Little Zeel saw how the two phoenixes reacted to the presence of the seedling’s awesoness, he puffed out his little chest; his nervousness having been replaced with pride.
After Sol’s Innate Dharma cycled through the six elents a few tis, Cheonma kicked him and said.
"Damn brat that’s enough. Continue any longer and I’ll be forced to cripple your cultivate base by ripping out all the Wood Aether inside of your body so you can start over with the six elents."
Sol’s body shook and he quickly returned his Innate Dharma to normal before recalling it inside his body.
Young-Hwa was seen shaking his head as he said.
"No wonder you still chose him as your disciple, his talent is absurd. But..."
A doubtful expression appeared on Young-Hwa’s face.
"...If you’re not going to make him cultivate all six elents, or at least the Earth and tal Elent instead of the Wood Elent, why take him in as a disciple?"
Cheonma chuckled at that.
Then a pause happened in the conversation before Young-Hwa’s head suddenly snapped towards Sol; utter shock in his eyes.
His reaction was minor on the surface, but internally, he was more shocked than when he found out about Sol’s Innate Dharma’s ability.
’Another world...? A strange bloodline...?’
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