by Daman
“Roran, I forgot to ask you before but… how far have you trained in the Blood Legacy?”
Calron chose to ignore Roran’s comment, and asked him a question of his own.
“Eh? What does that have to do with this situation? Well, I recently mastered the Blood Mist Step and have been trying to break the third seal for the Titan’s Fury. I would have been faster in my legacy training if not for my father forcing me to learn under the Shadow Assassins.”
Roran spoke in a confused tone, wondering why his brother had abruptly changed the topic.
“The fourth seal of the Blood Legacy is where our rapid regeneration comes from, Roran. Even without breaking that seal, our wounds heal much faster than other cultivators; however, if we use the power of the fourth seal, then we can instantly recover from any broken bones or fractures.”
Calron started, looking straight into Roran’s eyes as he continued.
“However, if we lose too much blood during a fight then this technique becomes fatal, as it consumes your blood in order to heal the bones just like the Titan’s Fury. The name of this technique is called Blood Sacrifice, and I broke its seal a few weeks ago. I never had the chance to use it as I have not yet gotten into a dangerous fight, and furthermore, because the technique leaves me in a weakened state an hour after I finish using it.”
Calron revealed, judging Roran’s face to see if he understood his meaning.
“You mean…”
Realization hit Roran after a second, when he gradually deduced what his brother was trying to convey.
“Yes, I can use the Blood Sacrifice on other people as well. However, we will have to wait until the healer leaves before I use it, as it will complicate the situation if he finds out that Ellie has been healed so quickly.”
Calron spoke while glancing at the shut door in front of them and patting Roran on the back.
“Oh, there you are mister!”
A rosy-cheeked Tanny came scrambling up the stairs and exclaimed out loud when she noticed Calron standing outside his room.
“Hey Tanny! You were looking for me?”
Calron’s mood brightened a bit when he saw the cute girl panting out of breath while supporting herself on the staircase rails.
“Yeah! Uncle said that there was someone asking for you, and that they brought a few large boxes with them.”
Tanny said while extending her arms wide to show how big the boxes were.
“The delivery arrived quicker than I thought… thank you Tanny.”
Calron thanked the young girl by pulling her cheek and walking past her to downstairs.
“Ptuu∼ “
Calron heard the little girl complain behind his back about pulling her cheek, before she turned to Roran in a worried tone and inquired about Ellie.
If only all humans had a soul as pure as hers…
Calron thought as he stepped down the stairs.
………………….
“Fuck! Who is this scum that is trying to make a move on my sister?”
A young man with short and curly blonde hair shouted out while clenching a communication crystal within his hands.
“What happened, Erten?”
A dark-haired boy who was walking next to him asked in a curious tone.
Both the youths were wearing the same uniform, and it seemed as if they attended the same academy.
“I just received a message from one of our Knight Captains that a commoner has been trying to get close to Mirane, and he believes that this person might be a spy from one of the other towers. Those bastards! They used to constantly harass my sister before, and now they have even resorted to playing with her feelings.”
Erten’s golden irises blazed with rage.
“Someone is messing around with Mirane? Why don’t I ask someone from my clan to deal with him?”
The dark-haired boy asked while turning to face his friend.
“Are you sure that it will not cause any trouble for you, Asra? Your clan is also one of the towers.”
Erten responded with a trace of hesitation in his voice. He could use the forces of his Laxerus family to deal with the spy, but his family was more dominant in crafting weapons, armors, potions, etc. and besides, the most powerful of their troops were always with his father.
However, Asra’s family was focused entirely on military offence, and they were said to be one of the most powerful tower families within the city and only slightly behind the Royal court.
“No, it shouldn’t be too much of a problem. Let’s see how this bastard survives under the might of the Raizel clan.”
Chapter 27 – Calron’s First Creation
“You are Calron?”
A skinny old man standing next to the bar counter asked Calron the moment he approached him.
“Yes, that is me.”
“Lady Laxerus asked us to deliver a few batches of goods to you. Where do you want us to place them?”
The old man scrutinized Calron’s face, curious as to how a nobody like him managed to gain the favor of the Laxerus family.
“Just show me where they are and I’ll carry it myself.”
Calron stated in a polite tone. He did not want other people to enter his room because Ellie was currently recuperating there, and he did not want to disturb her.
“Of course.”
The old man raised an eyebrow at the boy’s unusual behavior, but did not comment any further.
Following the skinny old man outside, Calron saw a small wooden cart which had two medium-sized crates placed on it.
Elemental metal was comparatively cheaper than other metals which were typically used for a cultivator’s weapon, as it was denser and more brittle than other metals. Usually, only Spiritual stage cultivators utilized weapons made of elemental metal as, if a Vajra stage expert used one, it would definitely crack under the pressure of their powerful essence.
Calron effortlessly lifted both crates out of the cart and roughly gauged their weight. It seemed like they both weighed around forty kilograms altogether, causing Calron to be pleasantly surprised.
A kilogram of elemental metal could be sold for approximately three gold in the market. Thus, for a hundred gold squares, Calron would only be able to obtain thirty-three or thirty-four kilograms of the metal. However, it appeared as if Mirane had given him a few extra kilograms of metal.
“Thank you, please send my regards and gratitude to Lady Mirane.”
Calron said happily to the old man, as he turned around and went back into the inn.
The old man gave a small bow and walked away with his cart.
Far off into the distance, a slim shadow remained crouching on top of a building and when Calron returned back to the inn, the shadow gradually stood up and let out a sardonic laugh.
“Hahaha, that’s the punk, young master sent me to take care of?”
The shadow’s azure eyes flashed with a bolt of lightning.
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“Hey Jolt, is there an extra room available next to mine upstairs?”
Calron inquired, after locating Jolt who was in the kitchen sampling the roast meat for tonight’s dinner.
“Oh, hello lad! Hmmm, the one next to yours is occupied, but a room a few doors away from yours was recently evacuated by a customer so you can have that. So, how’s the child doing?”
Jolt put down his plate, and asked Calron with a trace of worry in his voice.
Calron had recently found out that a majority of the maids that worked in the Wandering Eagle were young girls that Jolt had took under his care long ago, when they had nowhere to go. It was due to the death of Tanny’s mother, Jolt’s little sister, that developed the over-protective attitude that Jolt had towards other young girls.
“She’s resting for now, but hopefully, she’ll be better by tomorrow.”
Calron consoled the man while picking up the two crates from the ground.
“Sigh… poor girl. Anyways, Selin is currently cleaning the
room so the door should be open. Also, I talked to my friend, and the store is yours for a month. If you can continue to pay the rent, then he will let you extend the contract. I’ll tell you where it is tomorrow, so rest easy.”
Jolt patted the Calron’s shoulder and picked up plate.
“Thanks for all the help, Jolt. I will never forget what you have done for me.”
Calron stated seriously, his eyes looking straight at the bald innkeeper.
Jolt did not have to go through all that hassle for him, especially since he was just a stranger who Jolt had met recently, and yet the innkeeper selflessly helped Calron through a lot of his troubles. From finding a shop for him, to calling a healer for Ellie, Jolt asked nothing in return.
“Haha, you might be a powerful cultivator, but it’s the job of us elders to still take care of the young.”
Jolt waved his hands with a chuckle and continued chewing on his roasted meat.
Letting out a warm smile, Calron left the kitchen and went upstairs to his room. Seeing that Roran was no longer standing outside, he concentrated his senses and discovered that Roran was inside the room and meditating on the floor.
It seemed that the healer had left while Calron was downstairs, leaving Roran to continue his cultivating inside, along with making sure that no one disturbed Ellie.
I’ll let her rest for a bit more, and use the Blood Sacrifice on her tonight.
Calron thought, as he treaded ahead to the nearby open door a few meters away.
Stepping inside, Calron saw an old maid picking up her broom and lifting up a bucket from the ground. It looked as if Selin had just finished cleaning the room.
“Hey Selin, Jolt said that I could have this room so if you are finished cleaning it. Is it okay if I step in?”
Calron asked politely to the elder maid.
“Ah, if it isn’t the young boy that Tanny keeps rattling about? I just finished cleaning, so the room is all yours. I’ll see you downstairs for dinner.”
Selin let out a pleasant laugh and beckoned Calron to enter, while she gathered her equipment and left the room.
I wonder what that little brat was saying about me…
Calron shook his head with amusement and put down the crates in the middle of the room.
“Time to get started.”
With a swift flick of his hand, bolts of lightning rushed towards the wooden crates, disintegrating them into ashes and leaving behind two stacked piles of square metal sheets.
Each sheet was around the size of Calron’s two hands, and they had the thickness of his little finger.
Calron took one sheet from the pile and keenly observed the elemental metal. With a glossy outside, the metal had a dark blue hue and the single sheet was much heavier than what Calron initially expected.
“I took a big gamble with this, so I hope it works.”
Calron quietly muttered while staring at the sheet of metal in his hands.
He had taken a big risk in this matter and, if his idea did not work, then he would owe a lot of money to Mirane and to also Jolt.
The main reason that Calron had picked the elemental metal was because this piece of metal had the property of storing any element’s essence…. including lightning!
Calron planned on modifying his lightning akin to the unique small bolts of the lightning that he had seen with the Divine Perception coursing through all living beings. If he could emulate that unique lightning, then the possibilities of his creation would be endless.
*crackle*
Strands of gentle golden lightning coalesced around Calron’s palm, and he pushed the docile bolts into the sheet of metal.
Chapter 28 – God Tiles
*katcha*
The metal sheet cracked under Calron’s lightning.
Shit. I need to reduce the intensity of my essence even more.
Calron thought while looking at the two broken pieces of metal in his hands.
The tiny lightning bolts that he saw with his Divine Perception were very thin and almost transparent, so he had to summon the weakest possible bolt of lightning in order to succeed.
Calron felt that it was much easier to summon his strongest lightning attack than to produce a tiny and weak bolt of lightning.
“Let’s try once again.”
He discarded the broken metal pieces and picked up another sheet.
Releasing a single bolt of a pale yellow lightning, Calron pushed it once again into the elemental metal.
*katcha*
………………………
After the seventh try, Calron finally managed to imbue his lightning within the metal sheet. The elemental metal now glowed with a faint golden light and, if one observed the metal sheet carefully, they would see numerous miniature bolts of lightning darting around inside.
“That took much longer than I expected…”
Calron let out a relieved sigh and inspected the completed piece of elemental metal.
The technique that Calron used to succeed was to imbue numerous tiny bolts of lightning at the same time, instead of utilizing a weaker version of his normal lightning.
What should I test out first… let’s do the easiest one first.
Calron thought inwardly, deciding on which special characteristic he should imbue the metal sheet with.
There were several ideas that he could use, the effects ranging from making the user immune to pain, have vivid hallucinations, paralysis, etc. The simplest, however, was to enhance the fighting capability of a cultivator so Calron decided to open up his new shop with this basic product.
In the next moment, a bright white symbol appeared on top of Calron’s forehead as its light illuminated every corner of the room.
“Go!”
Calron whispered in a quiet voice while his azure eyes turned completely grey, and the tiny bolts of lightning began to scramble within the metal until they formed a distinct array of mysterious symbols.
Calron was shaping the lightning using his mental thoughts and imprinting what purpose he wanted it to fulfil. The array of symbols shone briefly with a pale golden light before they all vanished from the metal.
Returning back to his normal azure eyes, Calron laughed joyfully when he saw the completed item in his hands.
Roran, come here.
Calron sent his thoughts into the Blood Legacy’s source pool and pushed his consciousness towards Roran’s bridge. With how physically close they both were right now, it was close to effortless for Calron to use the legacy’s telepathic skill to communicate with Roran as its Prime Inheritor.
………………………….
“Big brother?”
A knock was heard on the door, as a confused Roran poked his head through to make sure it was indeed Calron in the room.
“Haha, Roran, come inside. I got this extra room so I could have a space to work with the elemental metal.”
Calron chuckled at seeing the confusion still on his brother’s face.
“Big brother, how did you communicate with your thoughts? I thought I was imagining your voice, but it seemed too real so I followed your voice. Can I do the same thing as well?”
Roran asked in an excited voice, as he sat on the ground in front of Calron.
“I think you might be able to once you reach a higher stage in the Blood Legacy Arts. I can only do so because of my position as the Prime Inheritor.”
Calron explained with a smile.
“Ehh? That’s not fair!”
“Roran, I need your help with something. Take this sheet of metal and send a bit of your essence into it.”
Halting Roran’s complaints before he could delve any further, Calron quickly took the sheet of the completed elemental metal and placed it on top of Roran’s outstretched palms.
“Alright.”
Roran mumbled at being ignored, but proceeded to send a trickle of his essence into the metal.
Meanwhile, Calron remained on alert and focused on any changes that might occur with Roran i
n the next few seconds.
All of a sudden, Roran’s eyes shot wide open and dilated to the point where even his irises could not be seen at all.
*whooosh*
Without giving any warning, Calron abruptly sent his fist with lightning speed towards Roran’s face.
If this were done during any other time, then Roran would have been sent flying away under Calron’s speed and strength, which was at the eighth rank of Vajra stage; however, without even blinking once, Roran managed to easily dodge the incoming attack.
“Why is big brother moving so slow? I feel strange…”
Roran asked Calron, as he stared down at his body and glanced at his surroundings with his mind in an utter daze.
Although, on the outside it appeared as if Roran’s hands were moving in rapid flashes, while his head kept darting around with an inhuman speed.
“So it works! But I need to reduce the amount of metal I used as it will be too dangerous if someone at the Saint stage used it.”