It was a wonderful morning.
The sun rose slowly from the East as warm sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, onto the ground.
Xuanyuan's forehead was swollen from his attempts at "ambushing" Yin Zhenluo and failing every single time. Yin Zhenluo hit him on the same spot on his forehead every time, leaving his forehead with a swollen red lump.
It made Yin Zhenluo happy to see Xuanyuan grinding his teeth in pain. Her hands were behind her back, showing her round shoulders and exquisite collarbones. She looked like the most piece of art to ever be seen. She paced around slowly with her white dress draping across the ground behind her. She was like a fairy from paintings and her every movement mesmerised Xuanyaun.
The wolf sat on the side with the sun shining on its silvery fur which reflected as a rainbow of colour. Guxing yawned which revealed its powerful and deadly teeth. It rolled its eyes towards Xuanyuan, it seemed to be blaming him for its lack of sleep during the night.
"Before we start, I'd like to ask you one thing. How do you interpret 'fighting'?" She smiled and asked. She could see Xuanyuan's lingering stare and knew that he was still obsessed with thoughts of ambushing her.
Xuanyuan gathered his thoughts and quickly answered,
"Fighting, to fight against people, to fight against the world, to fight against the heavens. To fight for whatever you believe is true happiness."
Yin Zhenluo's excitement could be seen within her sparkling eyes. She was not expecting such a great answer, it surprised and delighted her. This was the first time she trained a disciple and he had the potential to be a genius on the martial path. The boy had a strong determination and will, this would certainly benefit his training.
"Well said. ‘Fighting, to fight against people, to fight against the world, to fight against the heavens. To fight for whatever you believe is true happiness.’ You are destined to walk the martial path. It would be a waste of your talent if you lived an ordinary life - rising and resting with the sun, working just to make ends meet. There would only be a few tears shed when you die. You would never be able to escape the wheel of suffering. What a pity it is to live a life like that."
"If I lived a life like that, I'd probably die alone and be eaten by the beasts in the forest, there would be no one to cry for me."
"So, you must work your hardest. Do not disappoint me." Yin Zhenluo hid an unknown emotion in her eyes. Her dark hair was blowing in the wind, increasing her beauty. Her hands pushed out and suddenly there was a burst of wind. Xuanyuan jumped into the air when he heard the thunderous sound.
"Ordinary people's strength can only compare to one bull at most. Even that is rare amongst ordinary people. When people start start their journey on the martial path, they will start to understand the first realm of fighters. Their strength will continue to increase until it is comparable to nine bulls of strength."
Yin Zhenluo began explaining the cultivation methods for fighters. Xuanyuan stopped acting foolish and immediately concentrated and he asked,
"What happens after you surpass the strength of nine bulls?"
"Then you will be classed as a warrior, but don't reach for what you can't grasp yet. Ordinary people rarely have the capability to become fighters. Those who never practised fighting arts or techniques before have spiritual pores that are clogged and are unable to absorb the spiritual Qi of the universe. When they grow older, their bodies will lose strength and they will lose their vitality. But once you reach the state of a fighter, you can delay aging, you will maintain a strong body and live for much longer. In the first stage, fighters cleanse their spiritual pores and begin to absorb spiritual Qi."
Yin Zhenluo knew Xuanyuan was unfamiliar with the practices of fighters, so she slowly explained it as thoroughly as possible.
Xuanyuan had great comprehension abilities and he quickly understood the theory. So Yin Zhenluo continued,
"You can only become a warrior when you have opened all your spiritual pores. When you are able to absorb the natural Qi, you can then condense it into 'fighter' Qi which is stored inside fighters bodies. In order to practice, you must first have a technique. I will give you my family's instrument, ' The Heavenly Dragon with Burning Scales'. Read the engraving carefully and see how much you can understand."
Yin Zhenluo took out a hard, golden dragon scale. The dragon scale had a technique engraved onto it in small words.
Xuanyuan took the scale, read through the writing and started to recite it to himself. After less than an hour, he felt the spiritual Qi from the earth starting to penetrate his skin and enter his body. It left him with a tingling sensation.