Their journey eastward was a tapestry woven with the sights and sounds of a world awakening to spring. Rolling hills, painted with hues of emerald and gold, stretched as far as the eye could see. Rivers, like silver ribbons, snaked through the landscape, their banks lined with vibrant flora Ackah had never encountered in his previous life. The air was alive with the melodies of unseen birds, their songs often punctuated by the buzz of giant insects and the occasional distant roar of some unseen beast.
Ackah and Mei walked at a steady pace, their silence comfortable and companionable. Mei, no longer clad in rags, now wore simple but clean clothes that Ackah had managed to acquire from a traveling merchant in exchange for a small, intricately carved piece of wood he had fashioned with a thought. The merchant, a portly man with shrewd eyes, had been more than happy with the trade, recognizing the unusual quality of the wood.
Ackah kept a watchful eye on their surroundings, his senses constantly scanning for any signs of danger. He had quickly learned that this world, while beautiful, was also filled with creatures far more formidable than the red-eyed beast he had encountered upon his arrival. He had seen deer with antlers that branched like lightning, boars with tusks as long as swords, and flying creatures with scales that shimmered like a thousand jewels. He had even sensed the presence of beings radiating far more potent spiritual energy, cultivators who moved with an almost ethereal grace through the wilderness.
He made sure Mei was always close, often holding her hand as they navigated the varied terrain. He taught her the names of the plants and animals they encountered, sharing his observations in a calm and patient manner. Mei, in turn, was a quick learner, her innocent curiosity leading to a constant stream of questions about everything around them. Her initial shyness had begun to fade, replaced by a growing trust and affection for the quiet giant who had taken her in.
As they traveled, Ackah subtly observed Mei. He noticed her remarkable resilience. Despite their long walks and the occasional rough terrain, she rarely complained of fatigue. He also saw flashes of unusual strength. Once, when a heavy branch had fallen across their path, Mei, without any apparent effort, had managed to push it aside just enough for them to pass. These small instances hinted at the extraordinary nature of her physique, a power that was slowly beginning to manifest.
One evening, as they camped by a clear stream, Ackah decided to teach Mei a simple breathing exercise, a rudimentary form of Qi gathering from the ancient scroll. He kept it incredibly basic, focusing only on sensing the energy in the air and drawing it into her body. To his surprise, Mei grasped the concept almost instantly. He could see a faint shimmer of energy surrounding her small form as she focused, a natural affinity that was far beyond what he would have expected from someone who had never cultivated before. He made a mental note to nurture this talent as she grew.
They encountered other travelers on the road, mostly merchants with their heavily laden carts and the occasional group of cultivators, easily identifiable by their more refined attire and the subtle aura of power that surrounded them. Ackah kept their interactions brief and avoided drawing attention to himself. He sensed that his own level of cultivation was far beyond anything he had encountered so far, and revealing even a fraction of his power could attract unwanted attention.
As they journeyed further east, the landscape began to show more signs of civilization. The forests became less dense, replaced by larger stretches of farmland and more frequent villages. They even passed through a few small towns, where Ackah carefully observed the local customs and the level of cultivation practiced. It seemed the Azure Dynasty was indeed a land where cultivation was prevalent, though the average level appeared to be quite low, mostly within the initial Foundation Building Realm.
One afternoon, they came across a group of cultivators engaged in a sparring match in a clearing by the roadside. They moved with a speed and agility that was impressive by mortal standards, their bodies radiating a tangible energy as they unleashed various techniques. Ackah watched them with a detached curiosity, recognizing the basic principles they were employing, principles he had long since transcended. Mei watched with wide-eyed fascination, clearly captivated by the display of power.
As they continued their journey, they began to hear more specific mentions of the Azure Dynasty. Travelers spoke of its powerful Emperor, a figure said to have reached the Soul Transformation Stage, and the numerous influential sects that flourished within its borders. They heard tales of legendary artifacts and ancient cultivation grounds hidden throughout the kingdom.
One evening, as they shared a simple meal of roasted roots and dried meat, Mei asked Ackah, "Mister… why are we going to this Azure Dynasty?"
Ackah looked at her, his gaze gentle. "There are things I need to learn, Mei. Things about this world, about the future. And perhaps, in a place where cultivation is strong, we can find a safe place for you to grow." He didn't mention the looming threat or his destiny to conquer the world. That was a burden he would carry himself for now.
A few days later, they reached the outskirts of a large city, its walls towering high and stretching far into the distance. Banners bearing the symbol of the Azure Dynasty – a majestic azure dragon coiled around a radiant sun – fluttered in the breeze. This was undoubtedly a major center of power.
As they approached the city gates, they joined a long line of travelers, merchants, and cultivators waiting to enter. Guards, clad in gleaming armor and radiating a faint aura of cultivation, stood watch, their eyes scrutinizing everyone who passed.
As Ackah and Mei reached the front of the line, one of the guards, a stern-faced man with a sword at his hip, stopped them. "State your names and your purpose for entering the city." His voice was authoritative, accustomed to being obeyed.
Ackah met his gaze calmly. "My name is Ackah. This is Mei. We are travelers seeking… knowledge and perhaps shelter." He kept his answer vague, revealing nothing of his true power or his ultimate intentions.
The guard studied him for a moment, his eyes lingering on Ackah's imposing figure and then softening slightly as he looked at the small girl holding his hand. After a brief pause, he nodded. "Pass through. But be warned, the laws of the Azure Dynasty are strict. Do not cause any trouble."
Ackah nodded his understanding and, with Mei by his side, stepped through the massive gates and into the bustling heart of a kingdom that would one day tremble before him. Their journey had just entered a new, more complex phase. The whispers of the world were growing louder, and the path to his destiny, though still shrouded in mist, was slowly beginning to reveal itself.