Infinite Paths: The Raging Phoenix

His decision to conserve the spiritual potions was driven by the uncertainty of what lay ahead. The path to clear his father's name was fraught with dangers and obstacles, both physical and emotional. Rain knew that he needed to be prepared for any eventuality, and using up all his resources early on would leave him vulnerable in the face of the unknown.

Instead, Rain adopted a strategic approach, utilizing the spiritual potions sparingly when circumstances demanded their assistance the most. He saw them as a lifeline, a valuable asset that could help him overcome particularly difficult trials or provide respite when his energy was depleted.

As Rain finished his meal, a resolute fire burned in his eyes. The time for waiting had come to an end. With each item carefully packed into his bag, he silently conveyed his determination to embark on his long-awaited journey. His family watched him in a mixture of awe, concern, and pride, sensing the weight of his purpose.

In the quiet of the night, the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. Rain's decision to leave at this hour reflected his unwavering resolve, his determination no longer able to be contained within the familiar confines of home. It was as if his patience, honed over the passing year, had burst forth like a dam releasing its pent-up energy.

As Rain shouldered his bag, he turned to face his family, his gaze filled with determination and a touch of sadness. They saw in his eyes the weight of his responsibility but also the indomitable spirit that fueled his quest. They knew that this was a journey Rain needed to undertake for his own sake and for the sake of his family's name.

Words were unnecessary at that moment. The silent exchange between Rain and his loved ones conveyed a multitude of emotions — love, pride, concern, and unspoken support. They had all been witnesses to Rain's growth, his training, and his unwavering dedication.

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Now, it was time for him to step beyond the threshold of their home and into the unknown, guided by his determination and the knowledge he had acquired.

In the middle of the night, Rain set forth on his journey. He didn't waste time and began to sprint like the wind… everyone saw Rain's daily training, but they didn't expect that he had grown that much.

Rain traversed the fields of wheat with cautious steps, his path lit only by the soft glow of the moon above. In the dim light, Rain's mind was focused on the task at hand, his thoughts a mix of determination and uncertainty. He knew that his mission was fraught with risks, but he couldn't let fear deter him.

The rumors about his father and uncles were spreading like wildfire, and he felt a growing urgency to intervene and clear their names.

The night air was cool, and Rain pulled his cloak closer around him, the fabric offering some comfort against the chill. With each step, he considered his next move carefully, aware that he couldn't be reckless. His training and skills were respected, but he couldn't underestimate the dangers that lay ahead.

"... I should stop to rest until nighttime again," Rain thought while he was watching the sunrise. "I pushed myself too hard."

As the sun began to rise, Rain felt utterly exhausted. His body felt heavy, and his mind was foggy from all the running and using his magic during the night. He tried to change up his movements to lessen the strain, but it only helped a little. Still, he managed to cover a distance that would normally take two days of travel.

At dawn, Rain spotted a tall tree and decided to rest there. He climbed up and found a spot hidden among the leaves to lie down. Despite feeling unsure about falling, he was too tired to care. Sleep soon washed over him.

In his dreams, thoughts of his family and the troubling rumors consumed him. Despite feeling uncomfortable, Rain's determination to reach his father and brothers remained strong. He was determined to clear their names and find the truth, no matter what obstacles he faced. That determination was his driving force as he braced himself for the challenges ahead.

"Wow, what the hell… was I that tired?" Rain thought when he woke up and saw the sun setting already. "I need to fill my belly a little and then move on."

After a much-needed rest, Rain felt his energy levels replenished, but his stomach grumbled with hunger. However, he knew that indulging in a hearty meal might slow him down on his journey. It was a frustrating predicament. Rain had anticipated such hardships while traveling, but it didn't make dealing with hunger any less annoying.

In the past, Rain had experienced strict diets before boxing matches, but back then, his body was fully developed. Now, as he was still growing, he understood that such hard diets could hinder his natural growth. His mind might be sharp and focused, but his young body needed proper nourishment to thrive.

"All right, almost there… hehe, I could get used to this," Rain thought while smirking.

After three arduous days of travel, Rain could finally see the capital looming in the distance. His pace had been remarkable, but the journey had taken a toll on him, leaving him utterly exhausted. Yet, despite his weariness, a sense of accomplishment washed over him like never before.

Enduring those hardships and persevering through the challenges had filled him with excitement and a profound sense of achievement.

As he gazed upon the familiar city, Rain couldn't help but notice that not much had changed in the last year. The capital seemed to remain unchanged as if the enemies were in no hurry to launch an attack. This observation puzzled him, and he wondered why their apparent hesitation could be.

"I suppose they lost a lot already and are waiting for their golden chance to come... the humans of this world are surprisingly laid back," Rain thought.