The Fire of Youth
Ryu ended up not entering the Fading Star Sect. The risk to reward ratio wasn't worth it and he felt a great sense of danger just standing in its outskirts, but his excursion to the Stalwart Sun Sect went just as well as the previous two.
By the time he was ready to return, over a month had passed and the news had well and truly spread across the Seventh Heaven.
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Litaor sat with a dark expression on his face. His mood had been particularly volatile in the last several weeks. Everyone knew why, so no one dared to ask.
Flashes of lightning sparked in his azure hair and eyes. He crushed the glass in his hands, sweat beading down his body.
At the moment, he was more than half naked, having just ended a training session that lasted an entire three days. His body was only a few more rounds from giving out completely, so he had tried to take a seat and relax. But the moment his body came down from the brink, he was infuriated again.