The seal was so tough that even Frank could not make it budge easily.
Still, he concluded after probing it that it was a protective seal that did not hurt the body. The only issue
was that it prevented a person from charging their vigor—in fact, any form of vigor that showed up in
the body would activate the seal, which would in turn be dispelled.
It appeared that Kat''s journey as a martial artist had ended before it started, as the seal made it
virtually impossible for her to use her vigor.
However, it begged other questions.
For one, it would take a martial artist peaking at Ascendant rank to cast such a seal, and at a great cost
to the psyche.
In that case, what made Kat worth the trouble for an Ascendant rank going that far to cast that seal?
And if the seal proved unstable, it would consume the host in a split second, making it a severe risk.
Could Kat''s birth involve some major yers who were at least peak Ascendant rank?
Even across all of Draconia, Ascendant ranks were a rarity, and peak Ascendant rank even more so.
That was when Kat saw the weird look on Frank''s face and quickly asked. "What? Is there a problem?"
"No." Frank came to his senses.
Either way, it seemed that someone was deliberately stopping Kat from bing a martial artist.
In a way, she would be kept safe from other martial artists, but that also meant that any ordinary thug
could hurt her, and she would not be able to defend herself—just like an ordinary person. At best, the
seal could improve physical agility and regeneration.
That was when Frank remembered how quick Nash was when he leapt to action, and also what Frida
told him over the phone.
Clearly, Nash was more than what he seemed.
With that in mind, Frank wrote down a simple instruction on the Five-Peat Archaeus and passed it to
Kat. "Take this. Follow these instructions to start your training—I won''t be offering to guide you. If you
can hone your vigor, that means you stand a chance, and you can contact me again at that."
"No problem!" Kat eximed in delight, almost hopping on Frank''s bed.
Taking the paper, she happily ran back to her room.
"Interesting..." Frank watched her go, smiling faintly.
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If some martial elite was intent on stopping Kat from bing a martial artist, what Frank just did was
offering Kat a chance—should she seed in using that novice technique to hone her vigor despite the
seal, Frank had to admit that the girl was worth training.
Moreover, the seal in Kat''s body was exceedingly rare, and Frank himself only learned of it by chance
in one of the ancient texts in the Mystic Sky Sect''s archives.
The seal was usually casted by a martial elite rted to the host to protect a less talented progeny, and
at great costs to said martial elite. The seal was capable of absorbing any vigor and pure vigor around
the host, so hostile martial artists were effectively powerless around them, even no different from a
normal person.
Naturally, the seal had limits—it would not work against a martial elite whopleted Ascendant rank.
Moreover, the first burst of vigor the host would hone would be nullified even if they managed to beat
the seal.
"Did Nash cast that seal?" Frank mused, but he soon abandoned the idea.
Though Nash might appear to be a martial artist hiding his potential, he was at best an initiate and far
from reaching Ascendant rank.
"Interesting..."
The skies were just brightening when Frank received a call from Hux.
He could not resist a chuckle when he saw the number—it seemed that Hux was quite enthusiastic
about taking the shot of bing the boss of the Sunzers.
"Hello, Mr. Lawrence? Are you up yet?"
Frank sat up and asked bluntly, "Have you spoken to your boss?"
"Yes, Mr. Lawrence." Hux chuckled awkwardly. "He would like to see you—you can talk to him about
whatever you have in mind."
"Where?" Frank asked bluntly again.