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A stream of soothing energy seemed to he revolving within his body through his veins and blood as Mural indulged in comfort for a moment, trying to ease the tension of his own consciousness after bearing the brunt of the Dao of Fire.

With his soul imprinted by the source of water, Mural now felt in constant connection with the water vapours present in the air, but the only way he could ever hope to converge the vapours and wield them is through a dull-blue toothpick hovering in front of his face.

Dao is the way of Nature;

Blade is the way of Man.

Mural had achieved both of those conditions and had already set foot on the road of cultivation.

Opening his eyes, Nik looked at the toothpick, with nothing but a mere thought, the vapours around the toothpick condensed quickly to cover the toothpick in a micro-typhoon as the movements of the toothpick grew even more swift, leaving a shrill sound as if cutting through the air.

"Hmm... it will take some time to complete the preparations to comprehend the Natural Dao of Water... but being a Master Archer, a few core ingredients needed to refine the arrow is possible to find out."

Mural narrowed his eyes as he revelled in the smooth control of his 'arrow', though, the Dao of Fire provided him with explosive burst of energy, there was a significant improvement in the 'smoothness' of his control even if he had already comprehended one of the nature's dao to the realm of master.

"All we need to find is a comprehending tool to quicken the pace..."

Focusing and trying to recall even the distant news he may have heard in his previous life, Mural soon felt interested in one of the particular news aside from the main event due within a few years.

"In one month... a Hydro-Gater's corpse is discovered in the ruins?"

Slowly constructing his plans to exploit the maximum benefits of the future events, Mural stayed up all night while he kept controlling his toothpick of an arrow to slowly gain mastery over the dao of water. In fact, he could simply walk the path of devil variation, just like he comprehended the variations of his Fire Dao.

Comprehending the nature through slaughter, committing deeds perceived as 'evil' or 'devilish' by the society.

His most recent variation, the one that consolidated his realm of master with the Dao of Fire— The Blood Blaze— was a prominent example of the Devil Path.

But the way things are now, it won't turn out well if his Dao of Water is also connected to the Devil Path aka the unorthodox path.

In fact, his control over the toothpick was a bit lacking, due to the fact that he had not crafted the wooden toothpick out of his own hands, but such a slight was quite easy to recover when one had already achieved the status of master in one of the Blade Arts of mankind— Archery.

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"It's too exhausting."

The Third Prince— Kamil Khan— groaned in frustration. Gazing at the burning long sword grasped within his hands, he could not help but still marvel at the fact that he was the least bit affected by the cruel blaze.

Hearing his complaints, his master smiled and explained kindly.

"Prince, the way of Dao is not of impatience. A man can control the nature and affect the reality by wielding his dao and the duration of this activity is directly linked to the strength of one's soul.

Only by patiently training and grinding can one polish their souls to an extremely high calibre."

Hearing this, the blaze around his long sword slowly disappeared before the sword itself vanished in a bright blaze.

"I understand master." Kamil nodded with a serious look before he gazed at the old man with a sly smile.

"Master, why don't you enlighten your student and demonstrate your own dao? I think that you must have some seriously amazing variations, right?"

Shaking his head, the old man sighed. The gentleness in his eyes still remained even when Kamil's question may have offended the majority of the cultivators.

"Prince, you must remember one thing. A variation, or the set of one's variation is the cumulative result of the cultivator's experience and hard work.

As basic respect, one cultivator must never ask the other one to demonstrate his secrets that are cultivated using their entire life experiences.

But I am willing to tell you one thing."

The old man smiled and ruffled the boy's dark hair when he looked at Kamil's downcast expression.

"I cultivate the Dao of Earth and Wood. Of course, I am more proficient in the Dao of Earth.

To signify my existence in front of the myriad dao present in nature, I cultivate the path of saber."

Locking his brows, Kamil hesitated before asking.

"This means, your 'blade' is a saber?"

Nodding, the old man took rubbed his chin.

"Yes. But just like the Dao of Nature, a man can cultivate more than one blade. Although, such a situation credits to their fortuitous encounter rather than their talent and comprehension ability."

Thinking for a moment, Kamil asked one last question with gritted teeth.

"Then what about... The Dao of Lust that the second brother cultivates?"

The relationship between the first three princes was quite sensible. The trio, though, birthed from different mothers, took care of each other, so much so, that they easily let the eldest take the seat of Crown Prince, they were still competitive when it came to Cultivation.

And when it comes to the uniqueness of their Dao, only the second brother gained insight on a Dao that... allowed him to comprehend the way of nature through sexual sessions.

Hearing Kamil mention his elder brother, the old man smiled ruefully.

"Every single aspect of the nature is Dao, Prince.

While I do believe that it is quite an easy task to connect with the Dao of Nature... certain daos that reflect sentience are extremely hard to gain insight on.

And believe me... they are still not the most elusive and exotic of Daos present in nature. In fact, the Dao of Lust is quite a primitive one."

Kamil nodded as he entered into a meditative stance as his teacher instructed. But still, his thoughts grew towards his elder brother's most recent conquest.

'How does elder brother even convince so many girls to join in with him? There are no affect on his monetary balance... so, that rules out the fact that he is paying them.

Which only means that his speech is... more eloquent than the eldest.'

He shook his head to rid himself of any distracting thoughts while he continued his first ever cultivation session as he remained inside the special training chamber filled with myriad Dao marks to quicken his comprehension.