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To Mo Wen, Old Lu was like a master, though they never formally acknowledged their relationship, and it felt more like friendship. Over the years, Old Lu was the only living person Mo Wen had encountered; he had saved him and guided him in his cultivation, which fostered a sense of dependence in Mo Wen.
One night, Mo Wen sat motionless on a tree stump. Old Lu did not disturb him, and even Xiao Hei lay quietly on its own stump, respecting Mo Wen's solitude. That night, Mo Wen pondered many things—his origins, who he truly was, and why he found himself in this place. Perhaps Old Lu knew something, but why wouldn’t he share it? Was it because Mo Wen was too weak? Or was there some deeper secret behind it all? Recalling his dream and the events within it, he felt uneasy. Although Old Lu had dismissed it as merely a dream—one that many Ghoulwood could induce to lead people astray—Mo Wen still found it peculiar. Could it be a memory from before his amnesia? He felt powerless now, just as in the dream when he helplessly watched his mother perish at the hands of a monster. Ultimately, he realized that his weakness was to blame. The strong must empower themselves; he needed to grow stronger quickly. If he wanted to do so, he had to train himself. As Old Lu had said, combat was essential for growth. Since Old Lu had allowed him to venture out with Xiao Hei alone, it meant that if he remained cautious, escaping the Cloud Mist Forest should be manageable. If it were a certain death trap, Old Lu would have already taken him out long ago.
Having sorted through these thoughts, Mo Wen felt a surge of clarity and determination.
“Old Lu, I’ve made up my mind. You were right; even fledglings must learn to fly solo. If I want to become stronger, I need to experience challenges rather than rely on your protection. Your shelter has made me complacent and dependent on you, which is detrimental to my growth. I will follow your guidance and will live to walk out of this forest,” Mo Wen declared, his previous lethargy replaced by a resolute gaze.
“Seeing you figure this out after just one night brings me great joy,” Old Lu replied.
“Before I leave, there are still matters I need your guidance on,” Mo Wen said with a respectful bow.
“Speak up; let me see what you need,” Old Lu responded.
“It’s about the next Realm and some basic knowledge…” Mo Wen began to inquire about what he wished to understand. Old Lu answered each question thoroughly and even more comprehensively than before. This time, Mo Wen wisely refrained from mentioning anything about higher Realms.
The next Realm was the Qi Binding Realm. In the Refining Qi Realm Warrior stage, the absorbed Qi could be stored in the acupoints or in the lower Dan Tian. Before reaching the Qi Binding Realm, whether for martial artists or cultivators, the Qi in their Dan Tian resembled a chaotic mist—merely gathered together without form. The Qi Binding Realm transformed this Qi into a denser state, solidifying it from gas into solid form. Within the Dan Tian, a core would form known as the Dan Core. Although cultivators at the Qi Binding Realm could not yet condense their spiritual energy into pills within their Dan Tian, the originally gaseous state would be compressed significantly. This resulted in several times more Qi within cultivators at this stage compared to before while also expanding their Dan Tian further. The gap between cultivators would widen even more at the Qi Binding Realm; while previous Realms merely showcased who could endure more punishment, this Realm revealed who possessed greater explosive power and endurance.
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