Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel
Chapter 18 Ingredients Needed...

Days went by that led to months. Slowly, Chiron's body got better. This was a result of the incredibly good foundation he had set for the last two years.

During this time, he was mostly left alone. Although his father came to check on him once in a while, Aleen was always with Nora. Teaching her sword techniques day and night, helping her stabilize her Dantain, and teaching her how to merge spirit energy with sword techniques to exert incredible blows.

Through his room window, Chiron would look from time to time. He would observe attentively as Aleen taught Nora stances, sword dances etc.

These days, they had more visitors than they ever had. Clan elders would bring gifts, and many of them volunteered to teach Nora for hours. All of them had smiles on their faces, and always praised her from all corners.

The young girl had now become the most important and popular child in the clan.

Sometimes, Aleen would even see Chiron peeping through the window, but he could care less.

As time went by, Chiron started to see traces of that look other members of the clan gave him in his father's eyes. It was slow and low, but it was definitely there.

In the book, Aleen never looked at the MC in such a manner. This was proof of the significance a small change could cause.

Apparently, the seed Fatso planted in Aleen's heart had grown to a certain extent, and Nora's appearance as an S-grade further watered it.

But Chiron could care less about such things. he was comfortable knowing that Aleen was not going to make another attempt on his life. That was enough for him.

Growth was consistency. Even while he healed in his room, Chiron trained. He would practice the stances Aleen and the other elders taught Nora. Many times, he would fall on the ground because of his condition, and other times, the strain would open up his healing injuries, but this was not going to stop him.

Sit-ups until his stomach hurt enough to make him throw up. Squats until his knees gave way to the ground. Sometimes, he would even push himself to perform push-ups.

His determination to continue on his path of growth had only grown with the adversities he had faced.

Soon, he was now able to leave his room. With the bandages around his arms, he went straight to begin his experiment on Aura awakening.

While Nora was being taught by Aleen, he was experimenting with the rainbow mice.

The Aura awakening process needed essentially just a few items. All the others were just there to ease the pain of the person receiving the gift of Aura.

With what Chiron has been through, if he had to walk through a river of Lava to become strong, he would definitely do it in a heartbeat. This was the gift of always having to live life on the edge.

For the Aura creation, Chiron needed a blend of seven major ingredients. Each one is a representation of a color of Aura.

He needed:

A hundred year old Red lilly.

A hundred year old morning Orange dew.

A hundred year old Yellow Earthed grass.

A hundred year old Green sweetened mushroom.

A hundred year old blue heavy water.

A hundred year old Indigo polishing sand.

A thousand year old violet good-will flower.

And lastly, He needed Nora as a blood sacrifice to seal the deal.

Naturally speaking, a lot of these materials were impossible for a boy Chiron's age to get his hands on. But Chiron was a person that knew how to take good advantage of what he had or at least had access to.

The Chikitsa clan was blessed with a dormant volcano behind the clan that served as a rich source of medicinal plants, exotic animals, and a variety of other goodies.

Chiron at his age was not allowed to leave the borders of the clan. In truth, he would not even attempt it. It was a really crazy world out there. He was definitely not willing to serve himself up as a dish to beasts. Many of which were cored.

At his level, if the nearly-cored beast was big enough in size, it could even crush him. Not to talk of cored beasts.

But that did not mean he couldn't look around. After all, the blessings of the dormant volcano reached far.

A lot of the ingredients he needed, had to be a hundred years of age to ensure the smoothness of the ritual.

However, getting ingredients that had a hundred years of age around their belt was easier said than done. In the two years of his training, he was able to replace three. Two of which were quite common since they could help stabilize newly awaken Dantain. That settled the color Red and Yellow.

The third one he found was not easy at all. As the name implied, The hundred-year-old-morning-Orange-dew could only be found in the morning. It appeared just before the rise of the sun and the end of the night.

If one did not replace it at that time, then it was totally gone. For a long time, he searched. But all he found was one of ten years, twenty years, thirty years, and so on.

The older the Dew was, the more illusive it was to replace.

He was already considering settling for the sixty year old Dew when he found the Hundred year old. Tears of joy nearly ran down his eyes.

To get the remaining four, Chiron had to get them in the marketplace. Luckily for him, the Chikitsa clan were a clan that dabbled in medicine. He knew that the marketplace would definitely have what he was searching for.

In this world, or at least in the sword clans, the major source of currency was beast cores. The higher the grade, the more valuable the core.

Chiron was not even in any position to fight a nearly cored beast. Fighting Cored beasts was totally out of the equation. If he did not have Cores, then he would not be able to buy the remaining ingredients he needed.

A nice idea bloomed in his head...