"Huh?" Anna was dumbfounded.
"That's not important right now. You're bleeding, we need to tend to the wound first..." Her tears fell with a splash, and she was so frantic that snot was almost bubbling from her nose.
She fumbled to pull out bandages, trying to press them against the wound on Galvin's chest, but the bloody holes were the size of fists. The bandages were soaked through with blood the moment they made contact, completely useless.
Even the life potion she had poured down his throat had minimal effect.
She wiped away her tears and stubbornly kept forcing potion into Galvin. "No, you can't die. I haven't taken care of you in your old age yet..."
In her eyes, Teacher Galvin had always played the role of a father.
After joining the Border Corps, she had met many knights willing to teach her, but no one had cared for her as silently and stubbornly as Galvin did.
During the time when Teacher Lide left the Border Corps, she had fallen into confusion, even wondering if she had been abandoned by the legion.
All the familiar faces were gone—the veterans who had taught her how to grip a sword, how to survive on the battlefield—they had all left this land they had guarded their entire lives.
But time proved that Teacher Lide was right.
Everyone in the Empire was good, and every knight genuinely cared for her.
Although there were fewer familiar faces from the Storm Fortress, she had become friends with the newly joined young knights.
The old Border Corps had indeed vanished into history, but the new Border Corps had returned with hope, rising again from the ruins, tougher than before.
Even though Teacher Galvin's attitude toward her remained lukewarm—and praising her seemed to take his last breath—Anna knew very well that this man had been earnestly fulfilling his duties as a teacher.
He could have set aside these trivial matters to pursue greater power, challenging the spirits in the Shadow Mountains like Teacher Arthur, or exploring unknown lands to forge his own path like Teacher Lide.
But he didn't.
He chose to stay in the Border Corps because there was still a clumsy student here who needed his guidance.
Anna knew how unwilling he was deep down.
Those who had once marched shoulder to shoulder with him were now far ahead.
But to keep his promise, he had trapped himself in this land he had long grown familiar with.
Now, however, those pent-up frustrations were finally released in this moment.
Galvin coughed up blood, grasped her arm to stop her from feeding him more potion, and smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"No, Anna. I mean, I've comprehended it!"
He stopped Anna from trying to support him, propped himself up with his knight's sword, and stood up shakily.
Blood was still streaming from his chest, but his eyes burned with a light Anna had never seen before.
"Teacher, your wound..." Anna still couldn't let it go.
Chen Yu floated down from the air and perched on Anna's shoulder, taking a look at the man before him. "A mere fatal wound is nothing to him now."
"I can sense that the path of the slime is undergoing sublimation."
"The aura on him is undergoing a qualitative change, as if he has finally broken free from his shackles."
"If Yano is the kind of genius who needs a Fake Core to gain insight into the Great Dao, then Galvin has the potential to forge his own path and establish his own school of thought."
He had no doubt that even without the Fake Core stage, Galvin could comprehend the Great Dao on his own.
And that was exactly what was happening now.
Galvin stood still, closing his eyes.
His breathing, initially rapid, gradually calmed. The bloody holes in his chest began to actively absorb the life force from Magnus's corpse.
Under the nourishment of life, the mangled flesh on his chest began to knit together at a visible rate. Newborn granulation grew from the wound, intertwining, slowly filling the bloody holes.
Anna covered her mouth, afraid to make a sound.
Her eyes widened as she watched the wounds on Galvin's chest rapidly healing.
The gaping holes that had been gushing blood just minutes ago were now completely closed, with new skin smooth and flawless, not even a scar left behind.
The dark green light covering the surface of his body gave her the illusion that Magnus had come back to life, but in a completely different way—living inside her teacher's body.
Chen Yu could feel Galvin's aura rising, and in no time, it reached Level 11.
At this moment, his life force far surpassed that of the Berserker Demon he had just killed with his own hands.
Even the Dao resonance he had comprehended reached the level of Chen Yu's own late Foundation Establishment stage, which was the highest Level 5.
But Chen Yu felt his gains went far beyond what was apparent on the surface.
A few seconds later, Galvin slowly exhaled a mouthful of murky breath and opened his eyes.
He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists, then relaxed them, feeling the new power surging through his veins.
Chen Yu asked expectantly, "How are the gains?"
"Beyond imagination." Galvin's reply was brief, but the joy in it was undeniable.
"I don't know how to describe it, but I think Arthur would understand my experience. In the moment I defeated Magnus, I felt him become a part of me—his strength, his physique, his resistance to poison... all of it became mine."
He lowered his head and squeezed his arm. The muscle lines were more defined than before, and a tough texture faintly shone through his skin.
"Even just pure attribute stacking has made my muscles as hard as steel and boosted my resistance to most poisons and negative effects."
He walked to the fortress ruins and studied his own fist.
"Incredible... just like this."
He took a deep breath and tried throwing a punch forward.
Boom!
The force of the punch left his hand, condensing into a visible blast of wind pressure.
When the wind pressure slammed into the remnants of the fortress wall, it was like an invisible giant beast crashing into it.
The wall shattered, rubble flying inward. From deep within the fortress came a loud rumbling, accompanied by a few demon screams, and then utter silence.
Anna's mouth hung open, and for a long time, she couldn't close it.
She had seen many extraordinary knights throw punches and had witnessed her teacher's full-power sword strikes. But never had she felt such a pure, terrifying force.
It really was exaggerated.
Because this was not the power that a Level 11 knight should possess.
The force of Galvin's punch just now was almost equivalent to the sum of his own and Magnus's strength attributes combined.
Chen Yu quickly figured it out.
Galvin's Dao originated from challenging powerful enemies and ended with plundering.
The loser dies, and the victor gains everything—including all of the loser's attributes: strength, physique, resistance, protections, and blessings.
If at Level 11 he could already stack the power of two lives to this degree, then when his understanding of the Dao deepened, this stacking effect would expand to what terrifying extent.
No wonder the cultivators of Xu Xuan Heaven considered the demonic path extreme.
It truly was extreme. In his memory, even the most vicious Demonic Cultivators weren't qualified to walk this path.
This was basically no different from gambling with one's life.
Chen Yu muttered inwardly. He, an always cautious slime, would weigh his opponent's combat power before every fight, only making a move when he was sure he could bully them.
This kind of life-or-death duel where you challenged your limits—he wasn't interested at all.
He'd rather find a way to poison the opponent before the duel, or let Silver Sparrow blast them with the castle array a few times, then go in for the kill when the opponent was on their last legs.
Well, that's why he couldn't comprehend the demonic path.
What made the demonic path even more extreme was that it had no upper limit.
If Galvin could kill a god, he could even plunder a god.
If he were a true cultivator of Xu Xuan Heaven, and one day he treated the Great Dao as his opponent, he might even plunder the Great Dao.
No wonder the demonic path was suppressed by all righteous sects in Xu Xuan Heaven. It made sense.
But here in Zeyarila, under the rule of the Slime Empire, this was actually a good thing.
Chen Yu couldn't help but sigh. It was great. The Empire was racing forward on the path of cheats.
With him as the big cheat leading a few little cheats, life was getting better.
His tiny eyes rolled around, and he started brewing some ideas in his mind.
As everyone knew, Giant Dragons were widely recognized as the ceiling of all races on the continent in terms of both attributes and resistances.
The physical damage reduction of Dragon Scales, the magic resistance of Dragon Blood, and their unparalleled attributes—all of it was power that any Extraordinary professional dreamed of.
If he could get Galvin to personally kill a black dragon, just how terrifying would the stacked attributes be? He didn't even dare to imagine.
No flashy skills at all—just pure numerical crushing.
As long as the numbers were high enough, the realm no longer mattered.
This fit his impression of the Dao Masters of Xu Xuan Heaven. Those true cultivators who specialized in the Great Dao could easily chase down and beat up ordinary Golden Core cultivators without ever cultivating a Golden Core themselves.
Of course, once you had the Dao, cultivating a Golden Core was just a side note.
But he'd have to plan the dragon-slaying operation carefully.
After all, the trigger condition for Galvin's demonic path was quite harsh. The opponent had to be strong for the plundering to take effect.
If the opponent was too weak, he wouldn't have any insights.
If the opponent was too strong, he would really die.
He planned to use the time during the Astral Realm exploration to thoroughly temper Galvin's physique and, while he was at it, stuff him with a set of life talents.
At the very least, he had to make Galvin tough enough to take a beating, so he wouldn't get killed when challenging a powerful enemy.
Galvin had no idea that His Majesty was already scheming to send him off to slay a dragon.
He was still standing there, looking down at his own body.
Sometimes clenching his fists to feel the muscle density, sometimes closing his eyes to sense the faint rhythm connecting him to the Great Dao.
After a long while, he withdrew his gaze, turned around, and solemnly performed a Knight's Salute to Chen Yu.
"Your Majesty, thank you for giving me a new life."
Chen Yu shook his gel body, his tone flat. "No, this is your own strength. I just helped you dig it out."
"Since you're about to fully comprehend this Dao, have you thought of a name for it?"
"Name?" Galvin frowned slightly. "Am I qualified for that?"
"Of course you are. Galvin, the path of a Dao won't stop with you. Future generations will follow the road you have blazed, comprehending the power you once felt."
"This name is for the knights of the future. They will use this name to call this path and carry on your will."
"Are you ready to have your name and this Dao carved into history?"
Galvin didn't answer himself. Instead, he turned his gaze to Anna.
"You've been to school for a few years and are more educated than I am. Help me come up with a name."
"Huh? Me?" Anna was a bit bewildered, pointing to the tip of her nose, her face full of surprise.
But since her teacher had said so, he must have been serious.
She knew Galvin's personality. Refusing at a time like this would only make things worse.
She frowned, thinking hard.
Something in the elven style?
Too elegant. It didn't fit a knight's path.
Something in the dwarven style?
Too rough. Her teacher probably wouldn't like it.
She thought for a long time, and then suddenly, a spark of inspiration hit her. She carefully opened her mouth. "Then... how about 'The Path of the Conqueror's Triumph'?"
"The Path of the Conqueror's Triumph." Galvin savored the name.
Anna nodded and quickly explained its origin. "This name comes from the epic of the second monarch of the White Horse Kingdom."
"At the beginning of the kingdom's founding, there were over a dozen lords, big and small, ruling their own territories. None of them accepted the new king's rule."
"The second monarch didn't choose to conquer them one by one. Instead, he issued a single decree: he announced that any lord could openly challenge him, but they had to fight him personally in a duel."
"If he lost, he would offer his crown and territory. If he won, everything the challenger had—lands, army, wealth, and subjects—would be incorporated into the kingdom's territory."
"It's said that seven lords successively challenged him, and he personally defeated all of them."
"After each duel, their lands were peacefully integrated into the kingdom, and it was during that time that the Northern Territory became part of the White Horse Kingdom. That decree was later called the 'Law of Triumph' by the kingdom's scholars, and the second monarch was hailed as the Conqueror King."
"Teacher, your path of challenging powerful enemies is very similar to what the Conqueror King did back then..."
Galvin listened and nodded.
"Your history is well-learned."
Upon hearing this, Anna finally relaxed, sheepishly scratching the back of her head. A blush rose to her cheeks from being praised.
She was rarely praised by her teacher, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.
Galvin looked at Chen Yu, his eyes seeking approval. "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Chen Yu shook his gel body. "It's a good name."
"Galvin the Conqueror. Your name will spread far and wide."
If it were another monarch, hearing a subject name something after a former dynasty's ruler might immediately sentence Anna for treason.
But the Slime King was broad-minded and couldn't care less about such things.
Moreover, the White Horse Kingdom was now a vassal state of the Empire. Legally speaking, the history of the White Horse Kingdom had already become part of the Empire's history.
Using an allusion from their own history to name it was perfectly fine.
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