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Chapter 610 - 388 This is Not Myth!_2

Chapter 610: Chapter 388 This is Not Myth!_2

One must understand that even for those of mythic ranks, whose comprehension far surpasses the mundane, mastering a skill thoroughly still requires no small amount of time.

Therefore, most mythicals specialize in only a few skills.

When Yun Ji flipped through the warnings written by the elders of the Court of the Silent Night for the younger generation, it read:

"Skill cultivation should never be greedy. Those who follow, remember not to practice a second or third skill before you have thoroughly mastered one. Doing so will only lead to interference between them, making your cultivation slower and is a choice of folly."

However, all this was overturned within the Torchbearer organization.

It wasn’t that the elders of the Court of the Silent Night were wrong, it’s just that the organization itself was too incredible and simply didn’t need to follow common sense. Based on her own experiences and the records in the elders’ notes, the ’thorough mastery’ the elders described roughly equated to reaching a master level in a skill.

And now, the dozen or so skills she had just learned were roughly...

At this thought, a panel bearing her half-portrait materialized in her mind.

"Yun Ji (Semi-Demigod of the Seventh Sense)"

"Divinity: ..."

"Equipment: ..."

"Skills: Freezing Wind (Supernatural Saint), Blade Slash (Peak Mastery), Mysterious Evil Tracking (Master), Invisible Hand (Master), Illusory Void Step..."

This panel felt like something out of a dream.

Though, when she ascended to mythic rank a few months ago, that too felt like a dream.

How wonderful it is to have the favor of her mentor!

Yun Ji assessed her state, her combat system was initially formed, and her strength had improved by an unknown factor since her ascension to mythic rank. She felt it was about time, and was also somewhat worried about the Oasis... With these thoughts, Yun Ji dispelled the training grounds’ enchantment and stepped out of this place of seclusion.

"Hum! Hum! Hum!"

The heavy stone doors opened slowly.

When she emerged from this ’underground training area’, what lay in front of her was a quaint cobblestone path and the dense trees surrounding it.

Light trickled through gaps in the leaves, casting mottled spots of brightness. Yun Ji raised her hand and tilted her head back, basking in the long-missed sunshine. After a while, she left the rustic cobblestone path and what came into view was a broad platform paved with white stone tiles, and beyond it, a magnificent view that could encompass half of the Court of the Silent Night.

She was standing in mid-air, at the waist of a hundred-meter-tall Wood.

Yun Ji walked to the edge of the platform, and farthest in her sight were segments of crumbling walls, and around the periphery of the Oasis, she could see many broken buildings.

Compared to the Oasis at its worst several months ago, the situation was undoubtedly several times better now.

Peoples like ants were transporting materials, building houses. Their Oasis was being repaired little by little and would only get better.

Yun Ji believed this, and unconsciously, a happy smile appeared on her face.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look to the side, her elegant eyebrows slightly furrowed, "That direction, that presence..."

It was still outside of the Oasis, hidden in the mists, and even her divinely infused gaze struggled to penetrate the fog. But the barely concealed power of a mythic rank emanating from afar was difficult for her to ignore!

It was like a fireball, no, like a sun, radiating heat that could burn one’s eyes.

"Your Highness, the Princess!"

An elder hurried toward her, and upon seeing Yun Ji standing at the edge of the platform, a look of joy wrinkled his old face, "Have you finished your secluded cultivation?"

"Mmm, have we encountered any problems in the Oasis?"

At this point, the elder showed a look of anger; he thought for a moment and decided to summarize the situation first, "The Mysterious Evil surge has completely ended, and for over two months, the Oasis has barely faced any Mysterious Evil invasions. The city walls and the outer cities are being repaired; these are not big issues. The only thing is the Sunset Kingdom..."

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Inside a lavish building in the Court of the Silent Night, designed to entertain distinguished guests, many people could barely hide their indignation, staring intensely at a noble-looking man with a smile not far away.

This guest, who in the eyes of an ordinary person would appear to be in his thirties or forties and had the dignity of a mature man, was the main character of this occasion—the mythic rank from the Sunset Kingdom, Twilight’s Hand, Halo Envoy ’Duruk’!

Although he was a foreigner with only a dozen servants following him, he acted as if he owned the place, his every move reflected the aura of someone superior, graceful and composed. Facing a hundred hostile gazes, the Twilight’s Hand still wore a smile, not at all annoyed.

"I, your King, come with sincere intentions. Should I and your princess be joined in holy matrimony, the future will see the birth of a God’s Child, conceived with the favour of heaven and earth, born with divine grace. With our combined strength, we would be able to challenge even higher ranks. You should understand this."

Duruk believed that the offer he put forth was substantial.

He wasn’t completely bluffing either. Initially, he wanted to gradually annex the Court of the Silent Night through political marriage. But now, with a prodigious mythic born in the Court of the Silent Night, its status changed, as did his approach. He genuinely wanted an alliance, as long as the Sunset Kingdom could hold the dominant position.

After all, the offspring of a male and a female mythical would naturally carry divine grace, starting far above the so-called geniuses and prodigies. Advancing to mythical wasn’t a difficult task for them, and even assailing the ranks of Demigod or higher was not impossible.