Rise of the Fated Hero

Author: Felix

Chapter 1 Young Spiritless Master

Words : 0 Updated : Jul 18th, 2024

At the very beginning of time, the entire universe existed in a state of chaos, consisting solely of a pitch-black, bitterly cold, boundless void. For countless eons, it remained this way, until one of the gods decided to act. The god descended into this dark void and shaped the land. Finally, the earth took form, brimming with light, spirit, and life. The god then divided the land into four parts, scattering our ancestors across the continents. Once settled, these industrious ancestors embarked on ambitious explorations that eventually led to breakthroughs in cultivation methods. They developed the land, allowing humanity to flourish rather than merely exist. From that time on, humanity spread across the four continents: Elven East, Dusk West, Mystic South, and Eternal North. Mystic South included the territory of Stonebridge City, home to several prominent clans, including the Noel Clan. The Noel Clan's dominance was partly due to its martial arts prowess, which made it one of the top three clans in the city. Its way of life favored large families, making its section of the city perpetually lively. But tonight, the atmosphere was especially charged. Nicholas Noel was to be crowned the next leader of the clan. Nicholas was beloved for his talent and charm. In stark contrast, a small, shabby yard in the west appeared out of place. A fair-skinned young man, troubled and out of sorts, sat on the roof of the small yard. He gazed at the bustling Noel Clan. His eyebrows knitted tightly, a hint of hatred flickering in his glassy eyes. "Brother? Family? It's absurd!" he sneered, a bitter smile forming on his lips. Beneath his skinny, frail frame, anger seethed like a terrifying beast. A violent current jolted him, causing his hands to clench so tightly that his fingernails cut into his flesh. Blood dripped onto his palms. This was Ryan Noel. Like Nicholas, he was once a talented young master from the Noel Clan. They had been close friends, almost like brothers. Both were respected, having reached the sixth grade of Dermal Fortification. But now, everything was different. Ryan had lost all his cultivation base and was now merely at the first grade of Dermal Fortification. Once a talented master, he was now seen as a failure. It was all Nicholas' fault. Despite their close friendship, Nicholas, destined to lead the clan, now treated Ryan like a stranger. Nicholas' father, Gabriel Noel, the current Chair of The Elders, was no better. Previously, Ryan's father, Fabian Noel, had also served as Chair of The Elders. But a year ago, while on duty for the clan, Fabian was ambushed by masked men. The attack resulted in the deaths of dozens of outstanding disciples and the loss of a third of the clan's property. Enraged, the head of the Noel Clan deposed Fabian and imprisoned him for life. Fabian's followers, seeking to ingratiate themselves with new masters, stripped Ryan of his cultivation base and his inferior three-star spiritual meridian. Every cultivator possessed a spiritual meridian, ranked from one to nine stars. Each was further divided into inferior, intermediate, and top. After Fabian's imprisonment, his followers aligned with Nicholas and Gabriel. Before Fabian went to prison, he had whispered a secret to Ryan: Nicholas and Gabriel were behind the attack. Ryan realized how cruel life could be in the clan. Despite significant contributions, one mistake could erase one's name and lead to disgrace. For Ryan and his father, their lowest moment was compounded by Nicholas' betrayal. "Dad, I will take revenge for you and reclaim everything we deserve!" Ryan vowed as he heard the celebrations for Nicholas' coronation. Thump! Ryan jumped off the roof, landing with a thud. He walked toward a wooden pile and began practicing, swinging his fists back and forth. Despite losing his three-star inferior spiritual meridian and cultivation base, he had worked hard to hone his skills. He had reached the peak of the first grade of Dermal Fortification. This achievement was earned through a year of hard work and persistence. Diligence had compensated for his setbacks. Although he had no spiritual meridian, he believed hard cultivation would bring hope. Hooyah! Hooyah! A faint whizzing sound followed Ryan's every move. He focused on perfecting his Roar Blitz, a Yellow Level intermediate cultivation method. The louder the whizzing sound, the stronger the force. Cultivation methods were crucial for warriors—mastery of skills provided great advantages in battles. Ryan knew cultivation methods were divided into Ascetical, Enigma, Valor, and Oracle Levels. Each level was further classified into inferior, intermediate, and advanced stages. Through years of cultivation, Ryan had learned to harness the power of his fists. But now, his Roar Blitz seemed weak. This was due to his lack of blood vitality. Blood vitality was essential for a cultivator's strength. High-level cultivators relied on blood vitality, replenished through cultivation and nutrition, especially meat and blood. Powerful masters could directly absorb nimbus from the universe, bypassing the need for cultivation or nutrition. Ryan, however, was less spiritually endowed. After his father's fall from grace, the clan no longer provided him with resources. Due to his physical weakness, hunting beasts in the mountains was impossible. Anger boiled within him. His hatred grew as he pounded the wooden pile until his fists bled. "Ahh! I will never be reconciled!" He fell to the ground, realizing his lack of blood vitality. The situation felt hopeless. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained!" he shouted, lying on the ground, his eyes cold as snow. Determined, he decided to hunt for beasts in the mountains the next day. Staying and cultivating in the yard would only get him so far. To regain his strength, he needed blood vitality. While lost in thought, he didn't notice the blood flowing from his palms. It soaked into a white bracelet on his right wrist. It turned blood red and began to heat up. "What's happening?" Ryan asked, startled by the burning sensation. He lifted his arm and saw the bracelet fusing into his wrist. "What the..." he stammered, scared by the transformation.

Rise of the Fated Hero

Chapter 1 Young Spiritless Master

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