Chapter 47: Antique Street's Black Stone

He had to get stronger, and fast. Not only to deal with whatever danger might come, but to truly plant his feet in this world and protect the people he cared about. As for Lola Lashbrook, she had already made her choice. Whether it ended in blessing or disaster, she would have to bear it herself. Atreus Lyson drew a deep breath and forced the noise in his head to quiet. Then he began mapping out his next training plan. He didn't know how other martial artists cultivated. But if he wanted to cultivate...