Exiled Clan - 68 Fenrir

SQUEAK!

SLING!

“Ah! how does one even hold such a small knife.” Rudra cried in indignation at the knife which was too small for his hand to comfortably hold, abruptly the knife moved a bit too much knocking the incomplete ice base to fall and shatter!

BANG!

The ice shattered like glass as its fragment spread across the floor.

Rudra stood frozen on the ground staring blankly at the mess on the floor.

“AH! Again” Rudra roared as he took out another ice pillar from inside his ring as started slicing at him with his knife.

He was busy this whole week trying to make even a single one of them come outright, but he didn’t have the patience or the dexterity in the hands to carve out an ice sculptor.

CRASH!

“Fecking hell!..” Rudra raged as he took out another ice pillar…

Rudra’s mad failed ice sculpting run only continued till Iclyn arrived.

Rudra looked at the ground with eyes red with anger.

“Why are you rushing it, you cannot learn to sculpt a golem in one-day. Didn’t I tell you before, you must first practice carving simple shapes like a circle or a smaller circle.” Iclyn chided him as she held her carving knife and carved a small rabbit.

Rudra stared intently at her every stroke as it changed the ice pillar into an intricate rabbit which appeared as if a rabbit was made of crystal.

Rudra nodded his head gaining some insights from her demonstration.

“Come let’s go the new disciples are going to awaken their Immortal Spirits.”

“I have asked for you to be granted a spot even though you cultivate a wind technique.”

“Did they not question that part?”

“I told them that you have a minor affinity for ice,” Iclyn said as she waved her arms causing all the sharp ice fragments on the floor to turn into snow particles.

Rudra followed behind Iclyn as they moved around the base one mountain in the Celestial Frost Mountain, finally reaching their destination, a cavern cut into the base of the mountain.

A small queue was visible at the entrance when they arrived,

“You wait here I will go first.” Iclyn pointed at him to join the queue while she moved inside the gate leading into the cavern.

Rudra complied as he joined the queue which slowly moved, soon it was his turn as he entered into the icy cavern he was reminded of his time at Spirit River Sect.

But instead of a well, it was a high rising ceiling in the sky one had to look at, the blood was to be used at a runic space the whole cavern was covered with mysterious blue-white runes.

Rudra went up to the designated place as he stood there, he was signaled by Iclyn to drop his blood into a depression on the walls.

Rudra, slit open one of his wrists as he rubbed it all over the wall, the blood-colored the area red but as if the runes had absorbed the blood the color soon disappeared.

Rudra felt the cut heal as he passed the Yaksha Qi through it, but Rudra was staring at the dark ceiling of the cavern which looked like it went up and there was no end to its height.

“Looks like it needs more juice…” Rudra remembered how Yali had suggested using his blood, and the whale spirit that had ultimately been swallowed by the Timingila.

Rudra dripped a single drop of golden blood of the Lion Heart and one of the precious Ice phoenix blood.

The whole mountain started to shake, as the runes flickered with light and then dimmed the next.

“What did you do?” Iclyn rushed towards him the other elders who had heard the commotion also tried to enter the chamber.

“Stop the!” Rudra yelled at Iclyn who quickly acted by blocking the door of the chamber from opening.

AWOO!

A howl sounded as the shaking of the mountain intensified. the elders outside started banging the door asking what was happening inside.

A large white wolf with red hues at the end of its fur stared intently at both the people in the chamber before it jumped inside the cavern and as it fell down its size kept on decreasing until it became a normal side Wolf, then it rushed at Rudra and entered into his Dantian.

Rudra looked inside his Dantian were a new Immortal Spirit was prowling around, the Fenrir a Wind Ice Immortal Spirit.

Iclyn looked at him intently filled with question, but they were in a situation so she just stayed reserved as she undid her spells removing the blockade from the door to the chamber,

“Hoo! that nearly scared me,” Rudra said as he moved towards the door of the chamber leaving Iclyn to deal with the situation.