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Chapter 104, Page 103: Celia: I want to break free from their clutches.

Filled with emotion, Gu Yuan left the Chamber of Commerce and quickly returned to his residence, ready to test his limits.

He knew that with his current strength, he was not yet able to fully control the sword.

Thirty thousand tons means that if there isn't enough strength to control the sword at the moment the wrist is swung out, it may slip out of the hand.

This would undoubtedly be fatal in a life-or-death battle.

"With my current strength, I can only unleash one percent of this sword's power at most."

"Although you can take shortcuts by switching weights instantly, it's not a long-term solution."

"In that case, let's start with adaptive training."

By gradually increasing the load to toughen the body, one can make faster progress.

Gu Yuan returned to his room and carefully placed the sword flat on the floor.

He didn't rush to carry it on his back, but instead gripped the handle with one hand and slowly adjusted the weight.

"Let's set it to twenty tons first and get a feel for it."

A heavy pressure instantly came from the hilt of the sword, as if I were holding a small mountain.

He immediately circulated his battle qi, his arm muscles bulging, and quickly lifted the sword.

The moment the sword tip left the ground, the surrounding air seemed to become thick and heavy.

Gu Yuan brandished his sword.

The wind pressure generated by the boom was so strong that it made the paintings on the wall in the distance tremble slightly.

"Truly extraordinary."

Excitement flashed in Gu Yuan's eyes, but he then shook his head: "But this weight is still not enough."

The body's maximum capacity is far greater than what can be lifted with one hand.

After careful consideration, he increased the weight to thirty tons and carried it on his back.

An invisible lock, like armor, instantly bound his entire body. Gu Yuan struggled to move his limbs. "Not bad, that's more like it."

"Use this weight to get used to daily training first."

A deep squat, a push-up, and a step-by-step movement.

The results were surprisingly good.

Under continuous heavy pressure, the speed of the battle qi circulation increased significantly, and the load on the muscles far exceeded that of normal times.

About half an hour later, Gu Yuan finally felt a bit weak and took the sword off and put it aside.

He walked to the table, quenching his thirst while thinking, "High-intensity weight training not only depletes my physical strength, but also puts my mental will to the test."

"Even with the goddess's magic to alleviate physical fatigue, mental exhaustion cannot be erased."

Sure enough, as noon approached, Gu Yuan felt a strong sense of drowsiness, a sign of mental exhaustion.

He didn't even have time to get to the bedside; he just lay down on the floor.

Half-asleep, Celia walked in and stood steadily beside him.

"You idiot, don't you even bother to clean up after you've finished training?"

He could faintly hear Celia's complaints, but Gu Yuan was too weak to respond. His heavy eyelids slowly closed, and he fell into a deep meditation.

"—Meditate? You're putting in way too much effort, aren't you?"

Celia crossed her arms and was speechless. Then she noticed the sword next to Gu Yuan.

I had heard Millie Aldey say that this was a divine sword.

Curious, I looked at it and wanted to pick it up to examine it, but I found that the sword was extremely heavy and I couldn't budge it even a little bit no matter how hard I tried.

"Huh?" She raised an eyebrow in surprise, then tried again with both hands, but it still wouldn't budge. "That heavy? Are you kidding me? How are you going to use it in combat?"

She didn't understand the sword, because she was a mage. However, she did understand warriors.

Since Gu Yuan can use it, then his physical strength—

Staring at Gu Yuan's bare upper body, Celia noticed his strong muscle lines and the still-emanating aura of battle qi, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

Then he turned his gaze away and muttered:

I underestimated you.

I hesitated for a moment.

With a barely perceptible twitch of her fingers, a thin blanket placed on the back of the chair seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand and gently covered Gu Yuan without touching him at all.

"...Consider it a way of repaying those meals."

She muttered to herself, her tone still calm, but for some reason, she spoke a little faster than usual, as if she wanted to get the matter out of her mind as soon as possible.

After saying that, she immediately turned and left the room.

As the clock struck midnight, Gu Yuan awoke from his deep meditation.

He opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, feeling refreshed and his senses sharpened.

I sat up from the floor. The moonlight, like water, came into view, quietly streaming into the room through the window.

"My memories from before meditation are gradually becoming clearer. At this moment, Gu Yuan suddenly realized that he was covered with a soft, thin blanket."

"?"

It became clear very quickly.

But that's not important. What's on his mind right now is something else.

"Crack!" He bent his arm, his biceps bulging slightly.

Under the compression and perception of battle qi, he could clearly feel the changes in muscle density, a significant increase in muscle strength, and even an increase in bone hardness.

Based on previous calculations, this represents approximately twenty times the progress of an average person, a satisfactory improvement.

"Not bad, as expected of a divine sword."

Gu Yuan let out a breath and stretched his limbs. Just as he was immersed in his progress, he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from outside the door.

"Who?"

Pulled back to reality, Gu Yuan noticed the slightly ajar bedroom door.

He got up and walked over.

Pushing the door open, he saw Celia sitting at the table, intently studying his sword, muttering to herself:

"Gravity magic? How is that possible?"

"If we could explain this level of weight change based on this principle—"

If a creature can so easily change its own gravity, wouldn't it be able to resist the earth's constraints if this principle were applied to itself?

"What are you doing?" Gu Yuan leaned against the door frame, squinting his eyes.

Seria was startled and hurriedly turned around. The magical aura in her hand instantly dissipated. "N-nothing."

She instinctively tried to hide the sword behind her back, but because she wasn't tall enough, the dark red tip of the sword was still sticking out.

Gu Yuan found her attempt to cover up her true intentions quite amusing, so he stepped forward without hesitation and easily raised his longsword.

"It's getting late, go and get some rest."

With a slight twist of his wrist, he unleashed a graceful sword flourish.

Celia's attention was completely drawn to the effortless movement until Gu Yuan reached out and gently flicked her forehead, bringing her back to her senses.

"Stop looking at it. This is a warrior's weapon. The weight change is due to a special ore, not some kind of gravity magic."

He explained, "Even if we want to study it, we'll wait until tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Gu Yuan picked up his sword, turned around, and walked towards the specially made sword rack on the other side of the room.

It wasn't until he turned away that Celia belatedly covered her forehead.

"Damn it, I'm not a child anymore," she protested softly, but her gaze became even more determined. "Just you wait, I'm going to find out whether there's gravity magic on this."

"If there is—"

She thought of her future of flying, of escaping Gu Yuan's clutches and leaving the capital, yet Gu Yuan was unable to hold onto her.

Fighting spirit is ignited.

They have even greater drive.