There's a fine line between genius and madness, and I believe madness is a form of genius.
I'm now sitting in a large courtyard, where I've been for four hours holding an old sword, trying to gather Qi around it to form an aura. I've been sitting here for four hours, and nothing has formed yet. Meditation is truly difficult.
I was curious about something when I read my first book in the library.
"What is the color of your aura?"
She didn't speak but suddenly stood up and looked at me intensely. The force pushed me to the ground, and air rushed around her, revealing a faint blue aura.
"So, you're Distinguished."
Her level is 60, and she's Distinguished. My father was level 40 and never told me about his aura; he didn't have one in the first place. So, the first aura appears after level 50, and the person is Distinguished.
She looked at me with great pride, this girl is very arrogant, and she didn't answer my question.
Why do I feel like she's paying me back for what I did to her in the library?
But I didn't care; I've deduced something new about the levels, and that's what's important.
However, I am bored. Why isn't the Qi gathering around the sword? I did it easily with the dagger.
What's the deal with this sword?
Why do I feel like my Qi is depleted? If not for the mana inside me, I would have fainted by now.
(You couldn't make the sword glow with Qi yet, you're very weak.)
"It's not about being weak or strong; it's this sword that's strange. I did it with the dagger and was weaker than now."
She looked at me with a face devoid of any expressions or emotions.
(If you figured it out, this sword was known as the Cheater Sword.)
"The Cheater Sword? What a strange name."
(This sword takes Qi without giving anything in return.)
"Then why did you let me do this for 4 hours?"
(To see your endurance.)
You damn brat...
"And what do I do with this sword?"
(What do you do if you meet a conman trying to cheat you?)
"I kill him."
Of course, I'd kill him; no one dares to mock or play with me. Those who do face nothing but hell.
(No, no, wrong answer. This sword has been absorbing Qi from warriors for millions of years; it's a rich cheater, so take from it before you give.)
"I understand, hahaha."
One hour left, that's more than enough.
I will first try to feel the Qi inside the sword.
Then I will try to draw it out.
W... What the hell?
Why does this sword hold such a massive amount of Qi? I feel like my body is going to explode.
My body was shaking from the pain, I couldn't feel anything around me, I felt like I was going to die from the immense energy in my body.
But before that, I heard her voice.
(Don't just take, you fool. Give as well, control the Qi before it tears your body apart.)
Don't just take.
I've always taken everything; I never tried to give anything to anyone.
So when I died the first time, I asked myself, even though I knew the answer.
Did anyone cry for me?
I tried to control the Qi, and after half an hour of continuous pain, I started giving to the weapon and taking from it.
Until a strong aura appeared on the sword.
"Your level has increased."