The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 1019

Felix noticed that the oppressive darkness around him seemed to thin ever so slightly. It was such a subtle change that an ordinary person would not have sensed it, but with his heightened awareness, he picked up on it immediately. "Finally, some progress. Let's keep going," he muttered to himself, determination flaring in his eyes.

...

Time passed, and three months slipped by in the outside world. The frenzy surrounding Harmony Clinic's bounty on the Maximus family began to die down. Despite the massive search effort, no one could find any trace of them. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.

Rumors circulated that the Maximus family might have fled to the capital. After all, how else could they avoid being discovered by so many skilled trackers? Regardless of the speculation, Deborah's health rapidly deteriorated.

The loss of her beloved apprentice, coupled with her inability to avenge him, had broken her spirit. Bern personally diagnosed her condition and could only sigh in frustration.

"It's an emotional wound," he explained. "No medicine can cure this. If she doesn't overcome it herself, she might not last a year."

With Deborah bedridden, Harmony Clinic fell into disarray. The production of advanced pills slowed drastically, and no one had found a way to reverse the decline.

One day, under the scorching sun, Felix opened his eyes inside Echo Cavern. The final traces of darkness had completely disappeared, and he could see his surroundings clearly for the first time.

floor. The scattered stones reminded him of a massive public square, almost as large as one in

within him had ceased

can finally get

exits. He approached one of the cavern walls and struck it with his fist. There was no

seconds

widened, and chunks of rock crumbled away, revealing a glowing entrance filled

en

it this far. Nothing to be

opening and found himself in a smaller chamber roughly the size of a large

platform from

brilliant white light emanated

he

the platform. The blade was only about the size of a child's hand, and the short handle