ushernet Chapter 646: Hunger
Chapter 646: Hunger
Chapter 646: Hunger
That particular day had left Northern hungry for more. The rate and seriousness with which he approached his training changed tremendously.
What he had experienced was the first technique of the Moonlit Whisper style: Ripple Cut.
However, since that flawless execution that granted him a glimpse into the transcendent realm, he had continued to chase the feeling again.
So far, it only looked like Northern was chasing his own tail.
Bairan explained to him how perfectly he could already execute the first technique, but even during the explanation, he knew Northern wasn't going to listen.
Hence, he said all he needed to say briefly but convincingly. As expected, it had little to no effect. Northern just relapsed for a few hours, and the next day after coming back from school, The picked up the tempo again.
At that point, Bairan knew there was nothing he could do to stop Northern.
But at the very least, he would be there to protect Northern from walking into his own downfall in his stubborn attempt to look into the realm of transcendence again, perhaps even dwell there.
The morning was cold, colder than usual. The sun still hadn't gained the strength to show up, yet Northern was already in the Void Palace.
His routine had become almost mechanical: school, Void Palace, sleep - if he slept at all.
The glimpse of that transcendent realm had become an obsession that consumed his thoughts.
'Just one more time.'
The phrase had become a mantra, repeating in his mind with each draw of Stainless.
The odachi's blade caught the Palace's ethereal light, creating patterns that seemed to mock his efforts.
Three hundred and twenty-seven.
Three hundred and twenty-eight.
Three hundred and twenty-nine.
Northern had started counting his draws again, hoping that perhaps understanding the numerical progression would reveal some pattern, some key to unlocking that elusive state he had touched once before.
Bairan stood at his usual post, his white hair ghostly in the Palace's light.
So, who would have the audacity to knock on his door? Could it be a mistake?
Northern held the odachi's hilt again, thinking the person might turn away.
However, just at that moment, he heard the knock again.
'Looks like the person is sure they're at the right place.'
He sighed and shimmered out of appearance. Bairan wiped sweat from his forehead and
shook his head in worry.
Just beside him, Revant appeared and said:
"Why wear that lame sign of exasperation? Our master seeks perfection and will stop at
nothing to get it."
Bairan cocked his head to the side, his gaze holding a mixture of disdain and dismissiveness towards Revant as he walked away.
Revant frowned sternly. "I do not like the look on your face."
He followed Bairan, who just threw a dismissing wave at him and went on without looking
back.
Meanwhile, Northern walked towards the door and opened it. When he saw who was there, he was surprised and not surprised at the same time.
"Aster..."
The blabbermouth he had met on his first day, Aster let out a short chuckle, smiling with his
eyes as he waved to Northern.
"Hey fella... you still didn't tell me your name, huh."
Northern hadn't expected Aster would come back to him despite having expressed that cold and oppressive atmosphere of void aura. Even though he had reduced it by half, that half was still a lot for a fragile human like Aster to endure.
At the same time, it was Aster; for some reason, given the nature of the person Northern had known him to be, he wasn't really surprised the guy was standing before his door right now.
However, something was strange.