I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

I started my day earlier than other young heroes, at four in the morning.

Without bothering to make my bed, I took the lotus position and focused my mind on the mystic bead.

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I could feel a familiar warmth from it.

It was a good temperature that didn’t make me feel tired, but the power held within was extraordinary.

Just from receiving the warmth slowly emanating from it into my inner core, I felt significant progress happen within me.

However, just like the Lord of Blood and Iron himself when I was gifted this mystic bead, I couldn’t be satisfied with just this alone.

I gripped the mystic bead firmly in my hand, enough to create a mark on it.

Simultaneously, I ignited the fire ki accumulated within my body and faced the mystic bead head-on.