Hogg's Relief, One and a Half Years

"Super-grade affinity for all elemental magic—I actually have super-grade affinity for all elemental magic!"

Inside the small room, Moke felt both exhilarated and somewhat conflicted.

"I have to cultivate Battle Qi, and now with this all-elemental magic affinity, I also need to cultivate spiritual energy. I probably won't have enough time to refine magic power for so many elements."

Moke finally realized that having all-elemental magic affinity could be quite agonizing.

Having to choose only a few elements to focus on was like cutting off pieces of his own flesh!

After some deliberation, Moke bit the bullet and made his choice: "I'll start with a few elements for now. Once I become a Saint-level expert and possess infinite life, I'll naturally have plenty of time to refine the magic power of the others."

Out of the seven natural elements—Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, Light, Darkness, and Lightning—Moke pondered for a while and ultimately selected Earth for its superior defense, Wind and Lightning for their powerful attacks, and Light for its healing capabilities as his primary focus.

"Water, Fire, Darkness—I shall favor you all once I become a Saint-level expert!"

Moke could only think this to himself, his heart aching.

He calculated that even with this narrowed focus, his daily schedule would still be extremely tight.

After all, he had to refine magic elements for four different types.

Furthermore, Hogg arranged various lessons in etiquette, history, and other subjects for him and Linley every day, in addition to the daily training sessions with Hillman.

However, since he was already a Level 2 Warrior in his human form, Hillman's training had become largely ineffective for him.

"I'll find a time to ask Father if I can stop training with Uncle Hillman."

With this thought in mind, Moke got dressed and climbed out of bed.

He hadn't dared to wear clothes while transforming earlier, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to explain why his clothes were shredded.

Stepping out, Moke went to Linley's room across the hall and knocked twice. "Bang, bang."

"Brother~"

Linley opened the door with a smile, already fully dressed.

However, he was still in the habit of waiting for his older brother, Moke, to wake him up.

"Let's go, morning training is about to start." Moke and his younger brother Linley headed out together.

The sky had only just brightened, but sounds of activity were already drifting from every household.

The adults were lighting fires to cook, preparing to start another day of work.

The children, like Moke and Linley, were running toward the open space on the east side of the village to prepare for morning training.

On the Yulan Continent, almost everyone began physical training from a young age, with the goal of becoming a great warrior to bring honor to their ancestors.

Unfortunately, in these rural towns, the number of people who had the opportunity to cultivate Battle Qi and become powerful experts was extremely small.

Most people could only join the army after reaching adulthood, fighting for a slim chance of success in brutal slaughter, or choosing to spend their lives farming at home.

"If you want to become a great warrior, you must endure arduous training!"

At the front of the open space, Hillman spoke with a sharp gaze, signaling the start of the day's morning training.

In the clearing, the children were divided into three groups.

One group consisted of those aged six to eight, another of those aged nine to twelve.

The final group was made up of the older, half-grown youths.

Although Moke and Linley were only six and a half, their physical constitutions were naturally superior to the average person due to their heritage as a Dragonblood Warrior family.

Therefore, after applying, they had long since begun training with the nine-to-twelve-year-old group.

The training content was relatively simple, consisting of a movement similar to holding a horse stance.

It was designed to train the Dantian.

"Eh?"

As the training neared its end, Hillman looked toward a figure in the middle group with surprise.

"Young Master Moke has improved again. This performance is a bit terrifying!"

Watching Moke, who was still persisting, Hillman couldn't help but be moved.

One had to realize that by this point, everyone else in the middle group had already collapsed from exhaustion!

Moke, a six-and-a-half-year-old child, was holding out longer than those older children!

"Brother, keep it up! Surpass those big kids!"

"Young Master Moke, keep going! You must surpass those big kids!"

Beside Moke, Linley cheered him on with a flushed little face.

It wasn't just Linley; the other children in the middle group were also cheering for him.

It was humiliating enough to be outperformed by someone several years younger than them!

But if Moke managed to surpass the older youths as well, then it wouldn't just be them who felt embarrassed.

"That's about enough."

Moke muttered to himself, then "lost his strength" and collapsed to the ground.

"Ah, what a pity, he was almost about to surpass those older kids!"

Many people shook their heads and sighed.

Linley handed over a towel, his expression a mix of excitement and admiration: "Brother, you almost surpassed those older kids!"

Linley had admired his brother since he was small.

Although Moke was only a few seconds older than Linley, he had shown maturity from a young age, long ago capturing the heart of his little fanboy, Linley.

The older kids from the East District all breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Moke collapse.

Good heavens, they were about to come of age.

If they were outperformed by a six-and-a-half-year-old child, it would be truly shameful.

Moke took the towel Linley handed him and said with a chuckle: "You're not bad either, Linley; you're already stronger than many people in the intermediate group."

"Hehe!"

At this, little Linley scratched his head, revealing an embarrassed smile.

"What? Moke lasted longer than everyone in the intermediate group?"

As soon as the morning training ended, Hillman immediately relayed this news to Hogg.

This caused Hogg to stand up from his lounge chair in excitement.

Hogg speculated inwardly: "It seems yesterday's test really motivated little Moke. However, for him to perform this well at his age, aside from his personal character, I suspect his Dragonblood Warrior bloodline is quite potent!"

"Even if it hasn't reached the standard, it should be higher than both mine and Linley's!"

There was no need for Moke to explain anything; Hogg had already convinced himself.

"Hillman, starting tomorrow, let little Moke train with the older kids," Hogg said, gritting his teeth.

"Train with the older kids? Lord Hogg, little Moke isn't even seven yet."

Hillman hesitated.

"One must endure the bitterness of the bitter to become a person above others!" Although his heart ached, Hogg still insisted.

"Father, Father!"

Just then, the two of them saw Moke burst in from outside.

"Moke, why are you here? Have you finished eating?" Hogg smiled.

Moke, however, said: "Father, I want to train with the older kids. The training for the intermediate group is useless to me!"

"Hmm?"

At this, both Hogg and Hillman's eyes lit up.

What a determined little boy!

They exchanged a glance, and Hogg picked Moke up from the ground: "Moke, training with the older kids is very grueling."

"Can you hold on?"

"I can!"

Moke said in his milky voice, yet with great determination.

"Good, then starting tomorrow, you will train with the older kids."

A smile appeared in Hogg's eyes. His eldest son Moke and second son Linley were truly obedient and possessed great perseverance, saving him a lot of worry.

And so, at just six and a half years old, Moke began training with the oldest group of children.

Of course, outside of his regular training, Moke would also practice the Holy Dragon Secret Canon and the Holy Dragon Meditation Method to strengthen his battle qi and spiritual energy.

Furthermore, his progress in refining magic power never ceased; he carried it out every single day.

After fusing with the Holy Dragon Essence Blood, Moke's spiritual energy had increased by a significant margin.

Thus, after refining only a small amount of magic power, he successfully became a mage.

As spring departed and autumn arrived, a year and a half passed in the blink of an eye.