The devil's deal.

and verdant training grounds. Here, amid the whispers of cultivational energy and the distant chime of meditation bells, Prince Kai Lin s

precedented clarity, and his understanding of complex cultivation techniques was intuitive and breathtaking. Where other young cultivators struggle

lder with silver-streaked hair and piercing eyes, nodded with quiet pride. His mother, elegant and

observing Kai's flawless technique. "In a hund

d marriages in the clan, theirs was a connection of mutual respect and emerging fondness. She was herself a talente

sible waves, he approached his parents and Mei Ling. His movements were graceful, his white cult

g respectfully. "The morning's cult

ft meridian's energy flow was marginally uneven during the

i accepted the observation without defensiveness, a trait that distinguishe

g with Kai's-a promising sign of potential magical compatibility. "Yo

al, but the future leadership of their prestigious magical lineage. Every elder saw in him the

s of clan politics and hidden ambitions were already stirring-currents

rolls of magical records were carefully arranged, training grounds were meticulously

complex destiny that awaited him. His current life was a canvas of potential, unmarred by the

nning, soft as morning mist, but carrying the