“Your training is coming along well.”
As much as it pains me, I had no choice but to agree. Focusing on nothing but proper thrusting form has helped a lot.
“Thank you, Elder Zal.”
“Mm. The next steps in your training will be far more dynamic. You need to be able to deliver that same controlled thrust from any position and any situation.
“You should aspire to never lose control of your spear. Never.”
“I understand Elder Zal.”
After my response she then looked towards my feet and four items appeared.
They reminded me of wrist weights.
“Put them on. One for each wrist and ankle.”
So, they were wrist weights, and I guess ankle weights as well.
I wonder how many pounds I could handle at this point. Probably a few thousand, right? It had to be, since there was a very small number of people on Earth who could do that before all this cultivation business, and no normal human could compare to someone in Body Tempering, let alone Qi Refinement.
As I knelt to grab the weights, I couldn’t help but think to myself, that even with all the mystique and fantasy surrounding the cultivation world, there was still apparently a need for weightlifting.
I picked up all four weights, and was a bit caught off guard with their weight.
They felt like nothing.
I didn’t say anything and simply followed instructions.
Once they were on, it made me wonder just how powerful I had become because I felt no change.
Of course, I was only assuming that Elder Zal wouldn’t ask me to put on weights that weren’t each a few thousand pounds by themselves but maybe she misjudged my strength.
Hm.
That didn’t sound quite right.
“Grivash.”
That was all I heard her say before my hands and knees slammed into the ground due to the weight that was now pulling at my body.
If it was only that, then I don’t think I would be feeling the strain on my body as I’m doing now.
It felt like something had gripped the core of my being and then spread out throughout my body, taking a hold of my meridians, muscles, organs, and whatever else was in my body.
I felt weak.
I was in pain.
The feeling of constraint was severe.
Even being here on the floor offered me no relief and it was taking almost everything I had in me to remain on all fours and not just be flattened to the ground.
This made the gravity thing Jrino did seem like a walk in the park. It wasn’t just the physical force of the weights pulling my body down.
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It was feeling of sever constriction that I felt from inside of my body.
It was like my Qi and even my flames themselves were being suppressed.
“They are known as Grivs. A tool we use for training.”
I guess I should’ve known they wouldn’t be simple weights…
“You will be wearing these for the duration of any training going forward. Will focus on your balance and ability to remain in control. For now, return and focus and getting used to them.”
I was promptly sent back to the conference room.
I suppose I should be thankful she sent placed me in a chair, and that Jrino’s people built a chair could manage whatever weight that my body was now carrying.
“Frian.”
The door to the conference room opened and he walked in. His eyes moved to the ‘weights’ wrapped around on my wrist.
“Do you know what this is?”
“Yes Patriarch. They are Grivs. We should use them to train.”
No way these boys have been using these to train, when I can barely remain seated without wincing in pain.
“How long have you been using them?”
“Ah no Patriarch the one’s you’re using are reserved for those at the Core Formation Realm. I use this one.”
A grey version of the black ‘weights’ around my wrists and ankles appeared in his palm.
So…two boys at the peak of the Qi Refinement realm are using those, while I’m using ones meant for the Core Formation Realm while still being at the Early stage of Qi Refinement?
I see.
Dammit.
Moving on.
“Please go in the office and bring me the papers on the desk, then when you get a chance go grab Richard and the others, please.”
“Understood Patriarch.”
I didn’t want to use them as errand boys, but they apparently liked it and even encouraged it.
Even though I was supposed to be hiring people for that role as well, but interviews have been slower there due to apparent importance of the handling errands for the City Lord…Or so Richard said.
Anyway, I thanked Frian for the documents and I continued the work I was supposed to be finishing this morning before everything happened.
Basically, it was a plethora of updates from the Government that I had to sign off on. From approvals for hires, to projects to invest in, or to potentially stop investing in, suggestions for the Adventures Guild, the collected tax, the total collected rent, and so on and so on.
A lot of my day to day responsibilities have been successfully delegated to Richar and the rest of the Government, but spending time to review the updates given is the least I can do.
Anyway, I had been busy with the documents, while dealing with the strain on my body for roughly 30 minutes before Richard, Vanessa, Brockers and Hubert all showed up in the conference room.
Frian of course, stood patiently outside.
Once everyone was seated, Mr. Wright could been seen coming through the door with tea for all of us.
I don’t know how he did it.
I’m starting to think he’s secretly a strong cultivator sent by Elder Za…erm let’s refocus.
“You look terrible…”
“Thank you, Richard.”
“Sorry I didn’t mean to be rude, but what happened man?”
It was easy to tell that Vanessa, Brock, and Hubert shared his concern.
“Well, here’s what happened…”
I probably spent around 45 minutes explaining everything that happened from my first meeting with Heclan, and the meeting with that Seiha woman.
I even let them know it was likely that we should be expecting other envoys at some point in the future based on the information Elder Zal provided me.
Of course, it was a lot for them to digest all at once, but it was important that they were fully aware of the happenings of the City. If I wanted them to handle everything, I’ve delegated to them properly, then they couldn’t be dealing with too many random surprises popping up.
Powerful envoys from who knows where showing up to greet me would definitely be under the umbrella of random surprises.
“So, that esteemed Elder of yours, basically saved your life and maybe the rest of ours too huh?”
It was Brock who asked the question.
“It seems so. Though it won’t be wise to bank on her doing that for us forever. We should only ever depend on the strength of the members of the City. My personal strength, and the collective strength of the City Guard.
“Today it was my Elder who stepped in. If she wasn’t here tomorrow, then things could’ve ended differently.
“This is not to scare you all, just a reminder of the reality of the new world we live in. Might makes right.
“Don’t worry too much about the Mavelia Merchant Union or any other alien faction that shows up. They will be my responsibility. Just treat them like the envoys they are.
“If/when they show up, point them to me, and If I’m not here tell them to leave or wait.
“Now let’s discuss the type of trade we want to engage in with this neighboring City of ours. I know we have an excess of lumber from the Dungeon I clear every week, and the mint tea bush has been very popular within the City.
“Is there anything else we would be willing to trade?”
From there, a long discussion took place as we ironed out potential trade plans so that we weren’t caught red handed when they returned.
After the discussion was over and everyone left, I finally decided to take a peek inside the rink left by Seiha.
…
Maybe I can officially say I’m rich now…
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