"-ake up, Ray. Wake up." Raymond groggily opened his eyes to find himself on a king sized bed in his room. His father was sitting beside him and was calling his name.
"Sigh~ you are finally awake." Thomas heaved a sigh of relief.
"Drink this young master." Jasmine handed him a bowl of medicinal soup. He got up from the bed and leaned against the headrest. He took the bowl but couldn't drink the soup because of his parched throat.
"Cough, give me some water." After drinking the water he hungrily downed the medicinal soup, he was so hungry he didn't even care about the taste.
"How long have I been unconscious?" He asked after gaining some strength.
"Well, it has been 3 hours. How are you feeling now?" Thomas asked.
"I have an intense headache other than that I am fine." Raymond replied.
"Hmm, that must be due to mana exhaustion. Strange! You shouldn't have exhausted your mana reserves so easily." Thomas scratched his chin.
"There were many cracks on my core, and I think that's why I had so little mana inside the core. " Raymond told them everything he experienced in Heaven's Door.
"That's absurd. You can't live with a fractured mana core. Are you sure you saw it right?" Thomas asked, flabbergasted.
"Yes, father. I clearly saw it." Raymond said helplessly.
"Hah, don't worry son. As long as you are alive, we can fix everything. I will definitely find some elixir for you to heal your core." Thomas patted him on the shoulder and reassured him.
Raymond forced out a smile and didn't say anything. Everything that happened today felt like a dream to him. He was excited to start cultivating and had been eagerly waiting for this day.
"But how am I going to cultivate now? Is it possible to cultivate with a broken core?" Raymond asked hopefully.
Thomas sighed and shook his head.
"Sorry son. I don't think you can cultivate with a broken core. It's a miracle that you are still alive, so don't try anything funny with your cultivation, alright?" His father's words completely crushed his dreams.
'How am I going to find Grandpa, if I can't even cultivate?' Raymond hung his head down in defeat.
Seeing Raymond so depressed brought tears to Jasmine's eyes.
"Don't worry young master Ray, I will protect you until you are cured." She said clenching her fists.
Raymond dumbly nodded and didn't look up. Thomas sighed helplessly and got up from the bed. He went outside and brought something covered in decorative papers.
"Cheer up son, we will surely find a way out of your predicament. Here, I have a gift from someone special." Thomas handed him the gift.
"Who gave a gift to me?" Raymond took it and unwrapped it to find a dusty old blue coloured book, his face blossomed into a smile when he recognised it.
"Its Grandpa's, isn't it?" He asked excitedly.
"Yes, he gave it to me a few days before he left, told me to hand it to you after you sensed your core. Sigh~ if I had known he was going to disappear out of nowhere, I would have asked him to give it himself." Thomas shook his head thinking about Theo.
Raymond nodded and started flipping the pages of the book. The book seemed to be some kind of diary and he had no idea what was written inside. He couldn't read a single word in the book, all of it was written in a language he didn't know. It all looked like weird symbols to him.
"Father, what is this language? Do you recognize it?" He showed a page to his father.
Thomas scrutinised the page and couldn't recognize it either.
"Hmmm, I have never seen these symbols." He frowned.
"Nevermind that, you should rest for today, I am going back to the border after tomorrow." Thomas said.
"Alright, I will rest." Raymond said half heartedly, he was really intrigued by what was written in the book.
With that Thomas and Jasmine left the room and closed the door.
Raymond started perusing the book from the first page and spent a long time looking through all the pages. He couldn't understand anything even after reading all the pages. Just when he was giving up, he turned to the last page and found something written.
"Phew, finally something I can read." It was written in his mother tongue.
๐๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ,
๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ.
๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ข ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ. ๐๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฆ, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต 9 ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ.
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ณ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ฑ.
๐๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ข ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ท๐ข๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ฉ.
๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ด, ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ต ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ญ๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด.
๐๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฐ๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐บ, ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฐ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ?
๐๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ณ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต?
๐ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ด, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฅ.
๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ข๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ.
๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ง ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ค๐ฉ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐๐ข๐บ.
๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ข ๐ต๐ณ๐บ.
๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.
๐๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด.
๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ.
๐๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ.
๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ข. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ.
๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ,
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐.๐.
Raymond sniffed a bit after reading his grandfather's letter. He wiped the tears away and took a deep breath to calm down.
He gently tore open the back cover and found a neatly folded letter inside. He took the letter and read it carefully.
After reading the training method mentioned in the letter Raymond had a strange expression on his face.
'I knew it, this book really has something to do with perverts.'
He shook his head and started thinking about whether to go through with this training.
'Father said not to mess with cultivation for the time being. What to do?' He scratched his head in thinking.
'Fuck it. I am going to try this.'
He got up from the bed and took a breath to ready himself for what was coming.
He started running around in his room without rest and did all kinds of exercises like push-ups, pull-ups, and squatting without stopping until he collapsed on the floor in exhaustion.
'This better work geezer, or else I will find you even if you are hiding in your mother's womb.'
He circulated whatever scraps of mana was left inside the bottom of his core and expelled it out of his body.
He was instantly assaulted with nausea due to mana exhaustion. He felt like someone had rammed a hammer into his gut.
Blurghh
He buckled over and emptied out the medicinal soup he drank earlier.
Just as he was about to lose consciousness due to being physically tired and intense headache and gut wrenching pain caused by mana exhaustion, he felt something warm inside his core.
Suddenly the mana floating around in his room surged towards the space below his navel where his core was located.
His core greedily sucked in the mana and spread it evenly across his body, slowly invigorating him physically and mentally.
Raymond felt like his body was being soaked in hot water on a cold winter night.
Hahh~
He sighed in content and immersed himself in this euphoric sensation. After sometime the strange phenomenon stopped and Raymond stood up feeling disappointed. He wanted to experience more of this feeling.
His eyes lit up with excitement when he thought about this training. He again started running around his room to exhaust himself.
And thus began Raymond's hellish training to become stronger.
Neither Raymond nor Theo had any idea about what Raymond would become at the end of this training. Only time would tell.
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