“Tch.”
Withanannoyedclickofthetongue,“I”spriraightupward.
Inunderfiveminutes,myqiwasnearlydrained—butthesummitwaswithinreach.
Breathless,Irecimedtrol.
Thestepedhishaly.
“gratutions,YoungMaster.Youhavepletedallthreeentrytrials.
Fromthismomenton,youareofficiallythediscipleoftheDivineLord.”
Heallowedmeafulldaytorestandreplenishmyqi.
Bytheday—thoughtimewasstraheskyneverdarkened,evenwithoutasun,andtherewasnosenseofnightorday.
Thestewardsaid,
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