The dia channels, influencers, creators, and celebrities at both national and international levels went crazy after Aryan’s press conference.
In just a few hours, more than a hundred videos were uploaded on YouTube titled:
"Who are Blood Demon and Sword King?"
"Chances of Blood Demon winning against the Sword King."
"The first-ever fight between two high-ranked Awakeners. Click to view more details."
"Where to get tickets for Wankhede Stadium next Friday?"
"The possibility of Sword King accepting Blood Demon’s challenge."
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Sigh...
"These bastards are milking this topic to no end," I muttered, closing my phone as I returned to my room.
I had decided to give up on the idea of stopping Aryan, as Maa had assured that he would win.
But still, I couldn’t help but bla myself for this uproar. It wasn’t the first ti sothing like this had happened because of . The abrupt separation from Nyria, the sacrifice of Edrick, the seal on my mories, and now my brother’s deathmatch against Sword King—all of this happened because I was weak.
"I will beco so strong that no one would dare to look down on . I will beco so strong that no power in this world could threaten my friends, family, or lover. I will beco so strong that even a divine immortal will bow before . I will beco the most powerful being in existence!"
This was the declaration I made—one that also beca the very foundation of my cultivation.
"Vivi, show the ho screen."
"Loading the Status Window..."
Host Na: Raj
Age: 22
Realm: Late-Stage Spirit Adept Realm
Stats:
Strength: 240 Agility: 255
Stamina: 229 Defense: 235
Attribute: Yin-Yang
Yin Energy: 3200/5000
Yang Energy: 3200/5000
Skills:
Non-offensive Techniques:
– Voice of Tranquility: Level 2
– Pain Tolerance (Passive): Max Level
– Unshakable Mind (Passive): Level 5
– Divine Sense: Level 2
– Phantom Simulator: Level 1
– Inventory: Level 2
Weapon Techniques:
– Infinite Thrust: Max Level
– Advanced Mace Skill: Max Level
– Advanced Sword Skill (Sword Aura: Level 1) [Locked]
Attribute-Based Skills:
– Yang Blazing Fist: Level 2
– Pure Yang Orb: Level 2
– Breath of the Grave: Level 1
– Void Step: Level 1
– Pseudo Sword Aura: Level 1
"Hmm, all of my stats have increased by 200 after sixteen days of the quest. My Divine Sense has also leveled up."
While I was reading the screen, my focus turned to Yin-Yang energy.
"Vivi, I used Blazing Fist and Void Step during the fight with Rudra, so why is my Yin-Yang energy at 3200 again?"
"After so ti of rest, the body automatically recovers the Yin-Yang energy the Host has consud."
"My stats have surely grown at an unprecedented rate, but it’s still not enough," I muttered. "I need to beco an Awakened Sage as fast as possible. I should just go out and clean all the D-Rank gates in the area and absorb the Yin energy from the monsters’ dead bodies."
As I was about to ask Vivi to show the map with the gates, a window popped up.
"The Host cannot absorb Yin energy from the corpses of monsters as he does not possess the Yin-Yang Breathing Technique."
"Huh? But didn’t I receive Yin energy from the previous two gates without any problem?"
"That Yin energy was absorbed by Vivi particles and provided to the Host as the reward for the quest. Without a quest, the Host cannot absorb Yin energy."
"B-but can’t you just absorb the Yin energy since you possess the ability?" I pleaded.
"Error! Vivi cannot break the protocols."
"Tsk! Just go to hell!"
I threw myself onto the bed and muttered, "So I can’t make a breakthrough for the next fourteen days. That’s frustrating!"
Strangely, on the sa night, both Aryan and Sister Aisha didn’t return ho. They did inform us via call that Aryan would be doing so training in the Guild and would be staying there for the next six days, while Sister Aisha would co occasionally to et Inayat.
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"Bwaaaa!! Mummaa... Papa...!" Inayat began throwing tantrums, as it was the first ti both Aryan and Sister Aisha weren’t at ho.
Maa tried to calm her, but she didn’t stop crying and even refused to eat dinner.
"Princess Inayat! Why are you sobbing?" My voice echoed in the hall, grabbing her attention.
She turned and found wearing a knight helt made of paper, shorts on my legs, and a cape made from a curtain tied around my neck and flowing freely over my shoulders.
In one hand, I carried a plastic Captain Arica shield, and in the other was a lightsaber.
Yeah, I knew I looked utterly ridiculous and would die of embarrassnt if U or Nyria saw like this—but if it was for my dear niece, I would even wear this in front of the whole world.
"Un-Uncle Raj... I want—sob... sob—mumma," she cried, her cute watery eyes looking at with hope that I would bring her to her mumma.
"Who is Uncle Raj? I’m the White Knight of Princess Inayat, here to protect her from the Princess-Eating Demon," I said, the lightsaber touching the floor as I knelt before her.
"Wh-white Knight?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.
"Indeed, Princess Inayat! Give this Knight of yours the order to slay the Princess-Eating Demon!"
"Where is the demon?" she asked, her focus shifting.
"There it is!" I said, pointing my sword at Maa.
"M-?" Mother asked, surprised by the sudden title, but she quickly joined in the act.
"Bwahaha! I’m the Princess-Eating Demon! I will eat Princess Inayat!" Maa said, raising her hands like claws and moving toward Inayat.
"Kyaaaa!! Save , White Knight!" Inayat shouted, running toward with open arms.
I imdiately picked her up and placed her over my shoulders, her legs resting on either side of my neck.
"Princess Inayat! Order to slay the demon!"
"Do it!" she shouted back, completely forgetting she had been crying just monts ago.
I ran toward Maa in slow motion and began acting like I was fighting her with the saber.
"The Princess-Eating Demon is too powerful, Princess Inayat!" I muttered, pretending to be seriously injured.
"No! White Knight!" Inayat shouted, fear creeping into her voice.
"I need the Power of Love to defeat the demon. Quickly, bless my cheek with your kiss."
With a serious expression, Inayat leaned forward and kissed my cheek as if her life depended on it.
"Hahaha! Thanks, Princess Inayat. I’m full of power again!" I laughed, thrusting the saber forward.
The mont the saber touched Mother, she fell onto the sofa, murmuring, "Aghh! Th-the Power of Love is t-too strong."
Only then did Inayat’s sad face turn into giggles. Her cute laughter cald my heart, and for the next half hour, I continued to be her White Knight.
Before I knew it, both of us had fallen asleep on the sofa, with Inayat tightly clutching my cape.
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