Running To Death

Fell's eyebrow rose in surprise as he noticed the change that instantly took place over Wind's psyche. "What the hell is wrong with this guy?" he thought as his mind was reminded about Wind's soul cultivation breakthrough. The young official had managed to enter a deep dreaming state while being awake, and that happened just because he had talked about the grand ways of cultivation.

Fell decided that he should be more perceptive about the particularities of Wind as a cultivator. If he wanted to help him cultivate successfully, he needed to pay more attention to him.

After putting Wind on the ground, he looked at him with a smile on his lips and pointed to the door that led to the endurance room.

"Go there and run. Don't stop as long as I don't say anything", as soon as he finished speaking Wind immediately turn around and entered the endurance room. A satisfied smile appeared on Fell's face as he began walking toward the observation room. Inside of it were several screens that reflected the content of the several training rooms, and in one of the screens could be seen Wind's frail figure.

The Endurance room was simply built: Only a large circuit could be seen on it and Fell knew that the difficulty could be upped with several features. As the room was focused on building endurance, it would help an individual breakthrough their limits and get accustomed to the said limits. Thus, the several features were made to change the room's temperature, internal pressure and other factors like humidity. However, those were only a single facet of the room's features, and that was accurately recording all the information about the user. From heartbeat and blood pressure to the brain waves activities, this gave ample material for his research. Helping Wind with his training would also help him understand Blood Essence. Although Fell wasn't much of a researcher himself, he wasn't the kind of individual to be afraid of a new subject. Thus, he was ready to fully delve in the future research.

Fell sat in front of the screen, he pressed a dial and spoke in an authoritative voice. "Run! You can stop after doing one hundred laps."

"Yes!" Wind's voice resounded from the speaker in front of Fell. Although the number of laps had scared him, he was currently in a strange mental state, and an unfounded confidence seemed to have taken grasp in his mind. Although he feared Fell's repercussions, he was confident in his own ways and was sure that he wouldn't disappoint the young cultivator.

Time passed as Wind gradually finished the first lap, then without pausing as Fell told him he began his second lap. His muscles tingled every time his feet touched the ground, his chest rose high and down as he focused on synchronizing his breathing with his running form. It was the first time in his life that he felt the joy of training, and he soon entered a deeply focused state. Soon enough he finished the second lap then the third one, and time passed as Fell kept recording Wind's data.

Finally, Wind hit his first wall. Although he had been doing his utmost in managing his breaths, he soon lost control of it. Every time air passed through his throat, he would feel a fiery sensation burn his lung. Soon enough, this caused his running form to be degraded. But even with that, he didn't stop as his legs kept advancing in the circuit. Although his body was beginning to fail him, his mind was still firm and the confidence he had made him put even more strength in his steps.

As he saw that a smile appeared on Fell's face as he was now sure about his decision. Although it might be difficult, the young official wouldn't be the type to be afraid of pain. Success always came with its own degree of hardship, walls that were simply made to be broken down. What was incredible in Wind's psyche was that he fully knew and understood this principle.