Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Lot Clan
Yet to this day, no one has ever been able to achieve this great feat.
The twin chasms of despair—physical exhaustion and mental collapse—have stood in the way of every genius throughout history.
The closest anyone ever came to this great feat in history was a genius from Beifeng Province.
That person possessed an incredibly strong Physique Talent, with a Physical Attribute Lock capped as high as eighteen points.
To minimize the risk, that genius specifically chose the Gael Marching Breathing Technique, which has the lowest stamina consumption, for this monumental challenge.
But no one could have predicted that on the twenty-third day of the arduous challenge, the genius had a complete breakdown.
The mental pressure, accumulating day after day, became overwhelmingly heavy. Their brain was constantly fighting the body’s instinct to survive, which ultimately led to extremely world-weary and negative emotions.
Sometime after this failure, the much-watched genius committed suicide one night, bringing immense sorrow to all who knew of him.
Ever since, a consensus has formed among the Adventurers who know of this legend: only a true madman would attempt to challenge this impossible task.
Besides the supreme glory of achieving this great feat, another huge benefit of making a Breathing Technique permanent manifests after one advances to the Professional Level.
Every Adventurer, upon completing their advancement ceremony, receives one precious opportunity to obtain a Solidified Skill.
It is equivalent to a divine blessing and will greatly optimize the Skill you choose.
Almost all Close Combat Professionals will, without hesitation, choose Status Skills to try and achieve a permanent effect.
And since Breathing Combat Techniques offer the largest Attribute bonuses for Close Combat Professions, they naturally become the top choice.
If one has already achieved a permanent Breathing Technique through sheer physical force before advancing...
...it means that during advancement, they have a free slot to solidify another powerful Status Skill instead.
In a battle between equals, you would essentially have an extra permanent buff that your opponent lacks.
But Valeria shook her head forcefully, casting the crazy thought from her mind.
’On second thought,’ she mused, ’he’s probably just integrating the Breathing Technique into his daily movements to practice his Skill Proficiency.’
Many geniuses maintain a low-intensity Breathing Combat Technique practice for a few hours each day to speed up the accumulation of their Ethereal Energy Pool.
After all, in this world, aside from the legendary Lot Clan—which was famous for producing daredevil madmen who chased after that great feat—no normal person would actively seek death.
But even if it was just simple daily practice, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe for the Adventurer before her because of his willpower.
Meanwhile, Lance had no idea that his daily practice of the Breathing Technique had so deeply shocked the woman behind him.
His attention was currently focused entirely on the counter.
The clerk pushed a coarse money pouch toward him.
It felt satisfyingly heavy in his hand.
This was arguably the largest fortune he had earned since officially registering as an Adventurer.
The illicit money from robbing the Ghoul Dogs members naturally didn’t count as legitimate earnings.
No wonder everyone said being an Adventurer was a high-risk, high-reward profession.
From just this one afternoon of hard work, they had earned a total of 38 Silver Coins and 40 Copper Coins.
In addition to the hard cash, he had also received twenty Guild Merit points to his name.
Because Cecilia was currently just an unregistered academy intern...
...all the precious Merit points had logically fallen into Lance’s pockets alone during the settlement.
A simple calculation made it clear.
Normally, this subjugation request for the Goblin Camp would require the full cooperation of a five-person squad to barely complete.
Not to mention there was a tough, thick-skinned Big Goblin hiding in the camp.
The costs of combat losses, weapon maintenance, and various Alchemy Potions, split five ways, meant that the net profit for each ordinary squad member wouldn’t have been much.
However, Lance possessed a monstrous stamina recovery rate.
He, along with a single support Mage, had managed to complete the arduous work of an entire five-person squad.
Without the severe reduction from splitting the reward multiple ways, the single-day earnings seemed absolutely astonishing.
Lance silently sorted the money in the pouch, tucked it securely inside his clothes, and turned around, satisfied.
The moment he turned, he met Valeria’s eyes, which were filled with admiration.
Her gaze was so intense that it left Lance completely bewildered.
"Hello, my name is Raven."
Lance broke the silence first, out of politeness.
He then patted the Half-Elf Maiden standing silently beside him.
"I’m her intern supervisor."
"Hello. I’m Valeria, Yuna’s intern supervisor."
The tall Female Swordsman strode forward and extended her right hand.
"I’m also a Great Swordsman of the Steel Blade Squad. We’ve just finished clearing an Underground City and are on a rare break, so I took a Guild commission to help Yuna complete her internship."
The tall Female Swordsman politely extended her calloused right hand and gave Lance a firm handshake.
The moment their palms touched, Lance immediately felt the thick layer of calluses.
The sense of power coming from her grip told him that this woman’s strength was formidable.
"Raven, I’m curious. What adventurer team are you with?"
Valeria’s words were tinged with an unconcealed and strong intent to recruit him.
However, she was only halfway through her sentence when a crisp voice abruptly cut her off.
"He is currently serving as my exclusive intern supervisor."
"And during this period, he will absolutely not consider joining any other adventurer teams."
Cecilia, who was usually soft-spoken, suddenly took half a step forward, placing herself right at Lance’s side.
’Such a strong sense of possessiveness.’
Valeria looked down in surprise at the girl who was bundled up so tightly.
The aura emanating from this petite girl was not the least bit weaker than her own, a full-fledged Professional.
The girl had almost instantly discerned her true intention of recruiting Raven.
The Half-Elf Maiden had immediately jumped out to declare her claim, like a little lioness protecting her food.
However, this statement also indirectly revealed a key piece of information to Valeria.
This inscrutable Raven before her did not currently belong to any Guild faction.
He was a free and independent Adventurer.
’If he’s an unaffiliated Lone Wolf, then that makes things even easier.’
’There’s still plenty of time.’
’Since he hasn’t officially advanced yet, when the time comes for him to truly walk the path of advancement and venture into the Underground City, he’ll definitely need a well-rounded team to back him up.’
’In that case, I can just wait until then to extend an olive branch.’
’For now, there’s no need to fight with a little girl over this brief period of time together.’
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