……… A day and night had quietly passed. The first Zilan had spent on a comfortable bed in quite some time. Seeing how time was limited, he went to see his disciples. He had already notified them earlier so by the time he arrived at the classroom, everyone was in attendance. “Master!” They all bowed their heads upon seeing him. …

……. Ten days had passed since Zilan started the process of inscribing Runes onto the blade. With hardly a wink of sleep during this time, he did not look good. His hair was ruffled up, his eyes bloodshot and for some strange reason he had bloody wounds on random parts of his body. Zilan had initially intended to take it …

…….. Having admired the blade enough, Zilan got to work. The first order of business was to relieve it of Hihi’s unique aura, allowing only the Draconic aura to exist. This was necessary because without ridding the blade of all of Hihi’s aura it would never truly become something of Kifo’s, instead it would resist him from controlling it as …

…………… Time continued to fly by. Outside of the training chamber life was continuously moving on, the warmth from the earth was gradually declining as the first signs of winter could be felt. Zilan remained holed up and isolated. Every moment of every day, he was doing something that facilitated his advancement and training. A lonely lifestyle that many would …

The principle behind what Zilan had done was fairly simple to understand however, to actually put it into action required both mental toughness as well as an uncanny ability to manipulate energy. What had he done? Well first off, since the spike in the energy, an essential component to his improvement, refused to show itself unless it had confidence in …

Zilan spent the next three days studying [Rain Drizzle]. He was extremely interested in learning more about the technique and its inner workings however, that was not the only reason he was currently fixated on it. “Why isn’t it forming?” An upset Zilan shouted. This was the umpteenth time he had entered the Rain Chamber expecting the golden drop to …

The Rain Chamber was the complete opposite of the laboratory. Where one was a dark, muddy cave the other one was a medium sized golden hall with draconic engravings covering almost every inch of its surface. The chamber looked more like a treasure vault than a place to gain insight. Zilan smiled, he moved towards the front of the hall …

Zilan spent quite a substantial amount of time going through the seemingly endless amount of flames within the cave. The second he finished perusing through the contents of one he would immediately move towards the next one, his movements machine like. It was only after he had completed going through approximately fifty of the wisps that Zilan finally stopped. “It’s …

Zilan climbed up the tall mountain, making his way to the cave entrance. “This place…” From the outside, the inside of the cave appeared pitch black, no one would be able to see anything. Once one was within the cave though they would be shocked to find that this place was extremely well lit. There was no corner left untouched …

Just as he had expected, the amount of Storm claws he could produce using the 1.5% had now doubled. He was still using the same amount of energy however, due its density as well as purity being higher the load it could now handle had doubled. Zilan was delighted by this outcome. He was appreciating this second level of the …