CH 7

For no clear reason, Lu Shiqian believed the old man. This decision surprised her because she almost never trusted anyone so much; this old man is the first!

“Okay, I accept the inheritance. Senior, what is your name?” Lu Shiqian asked. After all, she can’t just keep calling the elderly old geezers forever. 

The old man did not expect Lu Shiqian to ask him that. Surprised, he said, “You… you can just call me Xing Chen.”

Xing Chen then placed his hand on top of Lu Shiqian’s head and said, “Relax and empty your mind.”

Lu Shiqian followed the instructions and a rainbow-colored array flashed through her mind. There was suddenly an extra pile of information in her mind, and a rotating double-disc resembling the galaxy appeared on her forehead. It then sunk into her skin and disappeared.  

“Today’s first lesson: feeling the wind!” Xing Chen announced.

A gust of wind blew as his words fell. At first, it was small and could barely be felt, but it gradually grew bigger and bigger. Feel the wind lift your hair and try to sense the speed of the wind… the wind is sharp like a knife, blows heavily like a gale, and roars like thunder…