Chapter 265: Significant Effect

Chapter 265: Chapter 265: Significant Effect

But soon, Seraphina Sinclair realized she was wrong.

This place trained one’s movement Speed!

The Wind Blades seemed to have minds of their own, each one shooting toward the spot where Seraphina Sinclair stood, forcing her to move.

Seraphina Sinclair’s feet never stopped. The moment she landed, a new Wind Blade was already upon her.

She had to leap away again, her figure weaving between the jagged rocks and the sharp Wind Blades. At first, her movements were stiff, and the corners of her clothes were sliced open several times, leaving clean cuts. But gradually, her actions became more and more fluid.

It wasn’t that the Wind Blades had slowed down; it was that her body was adapting to this high-intensity forced movement!

Her muscles memorized the angle of every dodge. Her reflexes, honed by the pressure of being on the brink of life and death, grew sharper.

She could clearly feel the Strength transmitted from her legs each time she pushed off the ground.

Naturally, this kind of training also consumed a tremendous amount of stamina.

After just ten minutes, her breathing had become ragged. Fine beads of sweat dotted her temples, and her limbs began to feel sore and weak.

Although the outermost Wind Blades weren’t very strong, this endless, high-frequency dodging was a huge test of both endurance and explosive power.

For safety’s sake, Seraphina Sinclair had no choice but to retreat for now.

The moment her feet touched the stone floor of the mobile cabin, she unceremoniously fell backward. She collapsed onto the cool Stone Tablet, her chest heaving as she gasped for air.

Sweat instantly soaked the ground beneath her, forming a small, dark puddle.

Her limbs felt as heavy as lead. They were also sore and trembling slightly from overexertion. Even lifting a single finger felt like a monumental effort.

Her lungs burned, each breath bringing a searing heat.

She lay on her back, staring at the familiar ceiling of the mobile cabin. The piercing shriek of the Wind Blades still seemed to echo in her ears.

She lay like that for a good five or six minutes before her ragged breathing finally calmed down. But a wave of exhaustion washed over her, making her want to do nothing more than close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

But Seraphina Sinclair’s mind was unusually clear.

She replayed the feeling of weaving through the Wind Blades, the way her body had reacted instinctively when pushed to its limits, and the thrill and success of her later attempts to predict their paths.

’The effect... is truly remarkable.’

Seraphina Sinclair grinned silently. Though her whole body ached, her eyes were astonishingly bright.

This training method—dancing on a knife’s edge—was dangerous, but the improvement to her Speed, reflexes, and movement was real. She could feel that in just those ten minutes, her control over her body, especially the fine-tuning of her high-speed movements, had made a sliver of imperceptible progress.

After resting for about a quarter of an hour and feeling some of her stamina return, Seraphina Sinclair struggled to sit up.

She looked down to check herself over. She wasn’t injured, but the Wind Blades had struck her clothes many times. What she was wearing now could only be described as tattered rags.

In short, another set of clothes was ruined.

Seraphina Sinclair sighed. She felt that the ache in her heart was worse than the ache in her body. ℴℴ𝘮

She stood up and stretched a little. Her muscles still felt sore, but her basic mobility had returned.

She looked down again at her ragged clothes, her brow furrowed in thought. ’I’m definitely going to be training here long-term. I can’t just ruin a set of clothes every time I come, can I? This won’t work. I need to find a way to get some sturdier, more durable clothing...’

With that in mind, Seraphina Sinclair opened the trading channel.

The idea of having to buy clothes in a godforsaken place like this struck Seraphina Sinclair as somewhat absurd. She glanced at the canyon where the wind howled and then at the black mist shrouding her surroundings.

In this environment... if she were to run around naked, it seemed like...

No one would see.

The moment the thought popped into her head, Seraphina Sinclair herself was startled. She quickly shook her head to dispel it.

’No, no. I have to maintain my standards. No matter how harsh the environment, I still have to wear clothes.’

She refocused her attention on the trading channel, her fingertips quickly swiping across the glowing screen to filter the results.

"Durable... preferably self-repairing clothes..."

After she entered her keywords, the list refreshed, but only a few items appeared.

The first item was a stylish gray-black jacket, which looked far better than the clothes Seraphina Sinclair was currently wearing.

She clicked to view the item’s details:

[Multi-Function Exploration Jacket (E-level)]

[Description: A sharply tailored gray-black jacket. Its primary material is a blend of high-strength composite fibers and a small amount of unknown metallic thread, giving it a tough texture. Key areas like the elbows and shoulders are covered with an extra abrasion-resistant layer! The inner lining is designed with multiple storage pockets! The jacket itself possesses excellent durability and tear resistance as a trait. It also seems to employ a special weaving technique that allows scratches to slowly "heal" over time when left undisturbed. Given enough time, it might even repair itself after being cut in half.]

It can heal itself?!

Seraphina Sinclair’s eyes lit up instantly. This was the perfect choice for dealing with the Wind Blades!

This function was too practical! Although she didn’t know how "slowly" it healed, it at least meant the jacket’s durability was far beyond ordinary. She wouldn’t have to worry about ruining it completely in a single training session.

Seraphina Sinclair immediately clicked on the seller’s profile picture and entered a private chat with them.

[Blacktiger Ford]: What’s the price for the jacket?

The reply was swift and to the point: "Master Blacktiger? Is that you? For anyone else, I’d only take weapons. But for you, I’ll accept runes and weapons. But you can’t fob me off with some weird runes, alright? I want Purifying Flame Runes! How about it?"

Purifying Flame Runes were no problem, of course.

[Blacktiger Ford]: How many?

"Two!"

Seraphina Sinclair fell silent for a moment looking at his reply. He was pushing his luck a little; she had to haggle.

[Blacktiger Ford]: This jacket is rare, but it’s still just an E-level item. Asking for two runes seems a bit steep, don’t you think?

Seraphina Sinclair was actually willing to trade two Purifying Flame Runes for the jacket.

But there were two rules in business. First, you don’t just pay whatever the other party asks. Second, when dealing with a new customer, you have to consider the prices your old customers paid.

What if she agreed so easily and he went to the regional channel, shouting about how he traded a single jacket for two of Master Blacktiger’s Purifying Flame Runes?

If that happened, not only would her previous customers feel slighted, but the value of Seraphina Sinclair’s Purifying Flame Runes would also plummet.

The seller seemed surprised that such a unique piece of clothing couldn’t even fetch two Purifying Flame Runes. After privately comparing the value of the two, he conceded to Blacktiger Ford’s point.

"Alright, then one Purifying Flame Rune should be fine, right? Also, Master, seeing as this thing is so rare, could you throw in a few F-level Fire Drawing Runes? I heard from others that Fire Drawing Runes are also very useful."

It was just that there were no more F-level monsters around anymore.

Both of them were well aware of this fact, but neither mentioned it.