The Growth of a Titan-Chapter 45- Answer
45 Chapter 45- Answer
However, Song-Oh suddenly sneered.
"Bah! You can't fool anyone, you're not that much of a genius!"
"It's fine if you don't believe me."
Sol shrugged his shoulders.
"Brother Sol, if your words are true despite how impossible it sounds, then I don't think you're any less talented than the Top Disciples in the Martial Alliance Academy."
Sol rubbed his nose when he heard that.
He had wanted to add that he did it within a month, but he didn't want to shock them too much.
However, this got him to think.
When Sol was creating his Aether Absorption Technique, his Master would curse at him that it only took him an hour, so him taking one month was a disgrace.
'That old fart, he must have been lying.'
Sol put his grievances at the back of his mind before he laugh and said.
"I plan on entering the Academy next year, so we'll see if your words are true."
Son's heart couldn't help but move when he heard that.
'He's already this strong, just how much stronger would he be in another year? No, I should be asking how much stronger he would be after he enters the Martial Alliance Academy. Did I stumble upon a person comparable to those Monsters at the top of the Academy?'
After thinking this, Son corrected himself.
'No, those aren't the people he would be competing against, it's the ones who will be entering the Academy this year and the next.'
Son then recalls the rumors going around about the outstanding individuals who will be taking part in the Martial Alliance Academy entrance ceremony.
Son's heart was filled with emotions when he looked at Sol. He felt anticipation raising in his chest for the upcoming years for Jianghu.
If he had to describe it in two words, those two words would be fierce competition.
The group of four youths talked among themselves until the sun on the horizon was beginning to set.
Sol had long lost his passive-aggressive attitude towards these three and had even felt a slight friendship forming between them.
Looking at the setting sun, Son turned to Sol and said.
"Brother Sol, I enjoyed meeting you today despite how we first met. But I think we need to leave, we came to the Demonic Forest with a few more people from our Sect so they must be worried about our absence."
Sol felt a bit sad at that, but he jumped up and said.
"Then I'll lead the way."
"That would be good since we have no idea where we are."
"Then let's go. Ah, Little Zeel you can head home without me."
Sol's figure then vanished, and not long after Son and the others vanish as well as they followed behind him.
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Sol had his now braided hair whipped about in the wind as he lead Son and the others towards the barrier leading to the Eastern Continent.
Sol felt it was strange not feeling his hair caught on something as he ran through the forest, he had to turn and thank Seon for braiding his hair.
He was planning on cutting it, but maybe he would keep it at this length.
Although he still worried about what to do when he had to pull it out, he would have to ask someone else to braid it.
'I'll think of that later.'
Sol thought as he landed outside of the Demonic Forest.
His gaze landed on a clearing in front of him that stretched for several kilometers.
At the end of this clearing, he could see mountains in the distance that had their peaks in the clouds.
It wasn't his first time seeing this scene, but every time he did, Sol would imagine what was beyond those Mountains.
It was the Eastern Region obviously, however, no matter how much he read in books or heard from others, he truly couldn't picture what the world of Jianghu was like.
"Brother Sol, we see our party members."
Son said as he waved at a group of people in the distance that waved back at them.
After turning to Sol, Son said.
"Brother Sol, if you have the time in the future come to our Huashan Branch Sect."
"Hm, when I reach the Eastern Continent I'll be sure to visit Brother Son."
"Haha, even though I say this, I think you might have a different status than now. So you won't like being seen talking with us from Branch Sects."
"Wah! How can that be? Brother Son and everyone are now my friends, I wouldn't ignore my friends."
Son felt something raise in his heart when he heard that.
He could tell Sol wasn't like those from the Martial Alliance Academy. He didn't seem to have even one dishonest bone in him.
'He's surprisingly good nature, perhaps if he had a normal life that would be good, but in Jianghu he will become a target.'
However, after Son thought this he remembered Sol's strength.
'Haha! Then I pity the poor fool who decides to provoke this hidden monster.'
"Brother Sol, before we go, could you tell us if you've met anyone from the Ibbian Tribes? What are they like?"
Seon asked, and Sol paused.
"What is your purpose for knowing that?"
Not realizing the tone of Sol's voice had changed, Seon cheerily responded.
"How can I not be fascinated by them? They're essentially a new Race of people that have remained hidden from our world, their lives are completely different from ours. Even their language is different. It's just so interesting that I can't help but be excited to meet them!" 𝘣𝑒𝑑𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘦𝘭.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Sol hearing this breath heavily then said.
"Brother Son, Brother Song-Oh, and sister Seon, I consider you my friends, but that might change upon your answer to my next question...
"How do you see the Ibbian Tribes?"
All three youths were taken aback by Sol's words.
"Brother Sol, what do you mean?"
Son asked this with furrowed brows and a confused look on his face.
"Brother Son, I have indeed met the people from the Ibbian Tribes and they are good people. However, when the barrier fell, people from both the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent invaded the Ibbian Mountain Range. I have witnessed things being carried out on the Ibbian Tribes that they did not deserved. Especially the Church, they-"
"Cheh!"
Son suddenly interrupted Sol as he spat to the side.
His expression turned malevolent and a dark look appeared in his eyes.
Song-Oh had on the same expression as well and even the once kind-looking Seon look like she wanted to bite someone to death.
