Commanding Wind and Cloud

"So..." Qian Jin softly spread his hands, "As a failure who couldn’t perform their bloodline awakening, I am in fact no longer a descendant of Qian Family, and my name won’t be found on the family pedigrees."

Fabreidis reexamined Qian Jin with a look full of admiration. He used to have the feeling that this young boy had good essentials, but he didn’t expect him to have such a miserable past!

This kind of past was like a heavy mountain which could easily press people down. The sense of pride given by being a descendant of a bloodline family was totally erased with the failure of bloodline power awakening and brought a feeling of broken belief and hope.

This kind of pressure overweighed that of an ordinary person.

"So your attempt of picking up your father might be..." Fabreidis had a pessimistic look on his face. "As a big family in the Zence Empire, even the royal family showed a high degree of respect for Qian Family. It might be easy for you to leave Qian Family, but as for your father..."

Qian Jin frowned, as he knew that it was difficult for the conservative and lofty Qian Family to compromise on this issue, however...

Should he give up as the opposition was unwilling to make a compromise? Qian Jin gently shook his head. People could easily recognize maternal love, whereas paternal love was always neglected, especially by sons. He also used to overlook his father, whose back was no longer straight with the burden of life, and whose shining black hair had turned grayish-white.

He shouldn’t have his father continue such a dismal life anymore! Qian Jin took a deep breath and slight raised his head, "It is my father."

"So..." Fabreidis stopped for a moment, "Let me go with you. The Qian Family won’t let go of anyone that easily. If me, a warrior who has reached the Saint level, maybe..."

Qian Jin nodded his head, acknowledging that the companion of a Saint warrior might add to his chances of picking up his father, however,...he was not the only who was in need of Fabreidis, but Rosella and the entire Roll Family.

As the leader of the Ray Family had just passed away, no one could say for sure that the Ray family members wouldn’t attempt to get even. Since Fabreidis was here in Yulee City, the Ray Family had to thoroughly consider the consequences before taking attacking the Roll Family. However, in the case that Fabreidis left Yulee State, whether the Ray Family would give up attacking the Roll Family without any concern for the Torrent Battle Fort was something unknown.

"Uncle, let it go." Qian Jin shook his head. "If you go with me, the Roll Family will be in danger. Qian City is quite far from here. Even riding a fine horse with a speed of one hundred miles per day, one has to spend several days to arrive at Qian Region at the southernmost point of the Zence Empire."

Fabreidis nodded in contemplation. Yulee was the city lying in the northernmost part of the Zence Empire, whereas Qian City in Qian State was located in the southernmost corner, thus traveling through these two cities was quite time-consuming.

Qian Region...A light suddenly flashed through Fabreidis’ eyes, "Hey Bear Man..."

"What?" Marc Gavin curled his lips, "I haven’t heard someone call me that for many years."

Fabreidis smiled and asked, "What lies to the south of Qian Region?"

"Ancient Desert Sea." Marc Gavin said impatiently and cast a discontented look at Fabreidis. As one of the most dangerous places in Zence Empire, it was familiar to every student who had learned a little about the Zence Empire’s geography. Moreover, he had undergone an expedition there with Fabreidis during their youth years, where they nearly lost their lives.

"What’s there in the Ancient Desert Sea?" Fabreidis asked again.

"Too many things." Marc Gavin pulled his fingers. "Human skeletons, broken weapons, demon beasts in large quantities, potentially hidden lodes..."

Marc Gavin suddenly stopped speaking; he raised his head and looked at Fabreidis blankly. It wasn’t until this moment that he realized what Fabreidis was thinking. The Ancient Desert Sea harbored endless treasures under the backdrop of being a ghastly place.

"Good idea!" Marc Gavin nodded repeatedly. Getting into the Ancient Desert Sea was highly risky, where one might lose their life, including the all-mighty Soul Power Warriors. Nonetheless, it was the perfect place where one might get the materials he desired.

"Let’s first study it carefully..." Marc Gavin pulled Fabreidis into the room while he kept looking back at Qian Jin."Just go there reassured. I and this naughty guy will attend to the Roll Family, and everything will be okay."

After settling his biggest concern, Qian Jin walked into the fort to see the sleeping Rojin. Poking softly on the tiny lovely face with his finger, Qian Jin murmured: "My dear son, your father will go to pick up your grandpa, so we have to be apart for several days. Miss me, my little angel.

Rosella raised her head and flashed a sweet smile, "Take care."

"All right." Qian Jin scratched his head awkwardly, not knowing what to say, "In case of any emergencies, go to ask the uncles for help."

"I know." Rosella took out a piece of thin clothe from the wardrobe, "It is even hotter in the south, don’t get yourself exposed to the heat."

"I see."

Qian Jin exited the room and saw Fanta Kunge walk to him with a wooden box on his back that gave out tinkling sound of metal colliding. Judging from the sound, one could assert that the box was filled with bronze, copper and iron pieces without the need to open it.

Qian Jin took the wooden case and threw it into his warrior dimension. Then the two people walked out of Torrent Battle Fort, jumped onto the warhorses Duren Burg had prepared for them and marched toward the outer of the city.

After getting out of the city, they were free from the crowd and started dashing forward even faster until sunset. When the horses got extremely exhausted, they stopped in the open field, took out the portable tent from Qian Jin’s warrior dimension, made a fire, went hunting, and created a makeshift dwelling place...

Fanta Kunge held an Energy Stone in his arms whole-heartedly and started training to become a Demon Fighter.

Level 10 Warrior, and Warrior Energy Concentration Array! The shortcut to becoming a Demon Fighter could be used only once during a lifetime, where one would become totally immune to the effects of the Array for the second time.

Looking at Fanta Kunge’s serious face, Qian Jin wondered whether giving him the Gold Essence Warrior Power Training Scroll was good or bad for him.

Three hours had passed. Fanta Kunge put down the Energy Stone and uttered a sigh full of helplessness. He wondered why he failed in approaching the Demon Fighter’s level, given that he had already reached the peak of Level 10 Warrior Energy. Didn’t matter how hard he tried, the warrior energy in the warrior reservoirs couldn’t be stirred to rotate automatically nor be to smashed and turned into warrior power.

The biggest advantage of Warrior Energy Concentration Array lied in that it could push the warrior reservoirs to smash the warrior energy, through which the warrior energy could be incorporated to the form of warrior power.

Warrior power...warrior power...Fanta Kunge stood up and looked up at the sky. He didn’t lack warrior energy. Although expelling warrior power consumed a lot of his energy, the warrior energy volume left in his body was many times larger than that of Level 10 Ordinary Warriors. Such a volume of warrior power was truly the peak among all his peers. As long as he quenched the warrior energy, he could conjure warrior power and come back to his Demon Fighter’s level.

Duren Burg passed a toasted chicken to Fanta Kunge and said softly, "Take it easy. Let go of today’s failure. We can try again tomorrow."

Fanta Kunge took the chicken and nodded softly. Under the premise that he had released his warrior power, to become a Demon Fighter was much more difficult than those who practiced warrior energy for the first time. It was no wonder that even though someone could obtain a first-class warrior power training scroll, he wouldn’t relinquish his warrior power and try cultivating the scroll anew.

Maybe years later, he might be able to break through over the level he once reached. But the prerequisite was that those who expelled their original warrior power could overcome the barrier of a Demon Fighter level.

If pushing against Demon Fighter level during the first try of practicing warrior energy was like a threshold, the barrier encountered in the second try after expelling the warrior power would be a wall! An invincible wall that the top couldn’t be seen.

Qian Jin was nibbling on the toasted chicken, head lowered. He casually looked at the dancing flame, by which a scene he once encountered flashed through his mind.

Flame...warrior energy...the transformation of warrior energy into warrior power was to use the rotating force to grind the warrior energy down and have it rotate automatically.

In this way...if he could break down the warrior energy by melting it away instead of tearing it apart...

Qian Jin nodded as it dawned on him that he could try the Forge Breathing Technique! Since he couldn’t rotate and mince the warrior energy like the Warrior Energy Concentration Array, he would try melting it!

"Kunge..." Qian Jin put down the toasted chicken in his hand. "I have an idea. But I have to warn you that it may be a little painful and may not guarantee success, but I think we can give it a try."

Painful? Fanta Kunge laughed. How could a warrior be afraid of the pain? A chance was a chance after all.

"My method is quite strange..." Qian Jin stood up and stretched his limbs by the fire, "Other than some special time spans where you could remain motionless, you have to keep moving your body during the remaining period of time."

The three young warriors exchanged a puzzled look among each other for one second, feeling not that surprised. Having following Qian Jin for long, they three had already developed a strong resistance against his eerie abilities. Even if the Demon King was standing in front of them, they might just open their eyes narrowly and greet him.

Fanta Kunge moved to the fire, crossed his legs and closed his eyes while Qian Jin stood behind him, panting harshly. The latent Forge Breathing Technique inside Qian Jin’s body was immediately activated to swirl swiftly, producing an ever-rising flame with a fluttering sound as if a blast of wind had drawn near. It seemed to be flying directly into Qian Jin’s nostril!

Duren Burg opened his eyes wide, just to find that Qian Jin’s face had turned shiningly red like a boiled crab as if a flame was going to spout out of his pores.

Clutch the waist! Bend down! Fling the hammer!

Although he wasn’t holding a real forging hammer, Qian Jin successfully performed a move of the First Hammering Technique of Eighteen Blade Elevating Strikes. The moment he approached Fanta Kunge, the force on his fingers was abated. After pricking his finger on the warrior reservoirs at Fanta’s back, a blast of burning warrior-power-like energy was injected into Fanta Kunge’s back.

"Ouch!"

The moment Qian Jin’s finger touched his back, the quietly crouching Fanta Kunge, a warrior who wouldn’t cry out in pain upon getting slashed by the blade, opened his mouth and uttered a growl to alleviate the pains. While the visible white air was jetting from his mouth, his white neck turned deep red in an instant. And like a rising tide, the redness rushed onto his face and reached the top of his head.