"HAHA! I got it!" Han Yu exclaimed. "I actually got it!"
He clenched his fists, joy surging through him.
"And in one try," he added, disbelief mixing with exhilaration. "I didn't even need a second attempt!"
One hundred thousand merit points saved.
No wasted years.
No desperate gamble repeated over and over.
He had done it.
Or so he thought.
Because as his excitement slowly settled, Han Yu became aware of something else.
The Freezing Abyss Glacial Art was not alone.
It was merely the first door.
Deep within his soul, something vast and heavy rested in silence. A presence that did not intrude, did not announce itself, but existed nonetheless. When he brushed against it with his spirit sense, he felt resistance, layers upon layers of seals and restrictions.
A structure.
An inheritance construct.
Han Yu's smile slowly widened.
"…There's more," he whispered.
Far more.
