Time did not stop, just like the wind of the Mountains of the End. Carrying snow and the storm across the entire horizon.
And it was in this setting that the years quickly passed.
A whole year had gone by. Kyrian was already seven years old, a year and some months since he had traveled with Wei Feng.
In this last year, his routine was almost always the same. Lifting enormous stones, being beaten by Wei Feng until he could no longer stand it, and training under waterfalls. He trained until he lost consciousness.
The old man never showed mercy, just as Kyrian had asked. He wanted results quickly.
Wei Feng explained more about cultivation while Kyrian endured the torture.
"The first realm, the Body Refinement Realm. It exists to refine the body to the limit, until it can withstand Qi. Bones, blood, skin. The more Qi you can absorb to reinforce the body, the better. The cleaner and more resilient you become."
