Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3196 Andrew left the Medicine God's Covenant and headed for the Martial Tower. The brief, pleasurable interlude with Brielle left him with an unreal feeling. Indeed, this woman had a distinct appeal of her own. The face beneath the veil was also stunning. The main point was that Brielle was no ordinary woman. She hailed from a reputable sect, had formidable martial arts skills, and possessed exceptional capabilities. Now that she was managing the Medicine God's Covenant, she was a coveted prize many wolves in Chetvine's upper echelons desperately wanted a taste of.

However, she had always kept to herself and deeply disliked the flattery of many. Therefore, there had never been any rumors of this mature woman being involved with anyone. Yet just moments ago, Andrew had almost experienced the full package. If others knew, they would probably be green with envy. But actually, he felt quite calm. Brielle was indeed a fine woman, but as she herself had said, their situations were not suitable. A moment of impulsive desire and underlying admiration could ---- not bridge everything. In the end, they still had to return to their previous relationship.

The Martial Tower remained as majestic as ever, towering over the main plaza in the heart of Chetvine. Countless martial artists from Holtrien came here as if on pilgrimage. Here, they could learn many martial arts techniques for free. Andrew's arrival did not attract anyone's attention. After finding out where Eric and Jerome were, he went to the 12th floor. In the training room, the two were sparring. "Eric, youre still too impulsive and restless. How many times have | told you? When training, your mind must be calm." Jerome's voice was stern.

Eric had cut his hair short, and his once feminine features had become masculine. Hearing this, he said flatly, "Dad, | have anger in my heart. It's hard to stay calm! But | think sometimes being calm isn't entirely good either. A heart full of passion, blazing anger, and killing intent can make me explode with power beyond my usual limits." Jerome seemed somewhat angry, snorting coldly. "What you're saying makes sense, but only to a certain extent. When facing an enemy, when your blood surges, you can rely on anger and ---- passion to unleash more power.

"But right now, you're sparring with me. | told you, only with a calm mind can you experience the mysterious realm of martial arts improvement!" Eric said, "Dad, let's practice again. | still prefer this fierce, aggressive state!" Jerome frowned. He was about to scold Eric when the training room door slowly opened. A voice, full of amusement, said, "Mr. Thornton, why not let him do it his way? Many things can't be taught through persuasion alone.

Only when the person experiences it themselves, feels it personally, can they learn to control it freely." The voice continued, "Just as there are thousands of truths in this world that people already know, yet many still can't live by them. Why? Because they lack firsthand experience. Only progress forged in actual combat, through surviving desperate situations, is true progress." Jerome was slightly startled. This person had entered silently, which meant he was no ordinary expert. Even more impressive was that his words carried subtle insight and wisdom.

This level of understanding was something not even Eric or even ---- Jerome himself, after a lifetime in the martial world, could claim to have fully grasped. "Who's there?" Eric shouted coldly, turning to glare at the doorway. Then, he froze on the spot. Jerome followed Eric's gaze and also stood rooted in place. The next moment, overjoyed, he stepped forward and clasped his fists in the highest martial salute. "andy, you've finally returned! Greetings!"