Chapter 375: Ki Training (2)
Chapter 375
At the top of Mount Resha stood two figures.
The mountain loomed tall and imposing, its jagged silhouette piercing into the early morning sky. Rising to a height of 3,200 meters (10,500 feet), it was a formidable natural giant known to the locals as Mount Resha. Though some whispered its older name—
The Stone Pulse—a name born from the way its slopes seemed to throb with a silent, living energy.
The base of the mountain stretched wide, covering a vast 6-kilometer (3.7-mile) diameter, its lower reaches wrapped in a thick forest of towering evergreens and mist-drenched ravines.
The climb was brutal—steep paths carved through crumbling rock and narrow ledges that clung to the mountainside like veins.
At the summit, the terrain leveled out into a roughly 200-meter-wide (656 feet) plateau, a bare expanse of wind-swept stone. The surface was coarse, cracked in places, and bore old scorch marks—scars left behind by previous warriors who had trained here.
A few boulders jutted out of the earth like ancient sentinels, perfect for meditation or resting between grueling exercises.
From the edge of the summit, one could see the entire valley sprawled below—lush forests, rivers winding like silver threads, and distant towns mere specks in the distance.
The wind howled constantly up here, sharp and biting, carrying with it a whisper of the mountain’s raw, untamed essence.
The mountain was isolated—sacred almost—far from the bustle of civilization. It was a place where the world seemed to pause; a perfect spot for awakening one’s Ki.