CHAPTER 203: FIRST INSTRUCTOR

Three days after the celebration, Grim stood in the main courtyard of his sect, watching the morning light cross the pagoda towers.

The sound of approaching footsteps made him turn toward the main entrance. A lone figure walked through the gates.

The man appeared in his forties, dressed in flowing robes of pale blue and white. The outer robe was a soft pearl-white with subtle cloud patterns embroidered in silver thread.

His long black hair was pulled back in an elegant topknot secured with what appeared to be a simple jade ornament, though something about its craftsmanship suggested it was far more valuable than it appeared.

At his side hung a sword wrapped in blue and white silk, the scabbard decorated with intricate metalwork showing water frozen in place.

Despite his scholarly demeanor, there was something in his bearing that spoke of martial discipline—the way he moved with perfect balance, the grace of someone who feared nothing.

"Lord Ambrose," the newcomer said with a respectful bow as he approached. "I am Shen Lao. I believe you were expecting me."

"Indeed I was," Grim replied, returning the bow appropriately. "Welcome to the Celestial Sect, Master Shen."

Chen Xing emerged from the main building, having coordinated the arrival of various supplies and furnishings needed to make the sect fully operational.

"Master Shen," Chen Xing said with polite curiosity as he joined them. "I don’t believe we’ve been introduced. How do you know Lord Ambrose?"

"We met during my recent travels," Grim replied before Shen Lao could respond. "Master Shen comes highly recommended as an educator with expertise in areas that most conventional academies don’t cover."

"I see," Chen Xing said. "And your background, Master Shen? Your previous positions?"

Shen Lao smiled with the patient expression of someone accustomed to such questions. "I’ve spent many years in private study and research, working with individuals and small groups rather than large institutions."

"Fascinating," Chen Xing replied, though his eyes remained watchful. "And you’re prepared to relocate here permanently?"

"For as long as Lord Ambrose needs my services," Shen Lao confirmed.

Chen Xing nodded, apparently satisfied for the moment, though Grim could see the advisor filing away details for later consideration.

"I’ll have accommodations prepared for you in the instructor quarters. Lord Ambrose, the student applications have begun arriving—several dozen already, with more expected over the next few weeks."

"Excellent. Master Shen and I will need to review them together to determine which candidates show the most promise." Grim gestured toward the main building. "Shall we discuss the curriculum in more detail?"

As Chen Xing departed to attend to his various responsibilities, Grim led Shen Lao into the sect building and toward one of the private conference rooms. Once they were alone with the door closed, the atmosphere between them shifted subtly.

"The journey from the dragon realm went smoothly?" Grim asked in a lower voice.

"Quite smoothly," Shen Lao replied. "Though I must say, the transition to this form takes some adjustment. It’s been many years since I maintained a human appearance for extended periods."

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When the doors shut, Grim remembered how he got Shen Lao to come to the human realm.

In Ao Guang’s Realm, when Grim was in his chambers before he left the Sea realms. Grim heard a voice call to him.

"Your service to our realms has been exemplary," the Dragon Emperor said. "Before you return to your world, is there anything you would request as acknowledgment of what you’ve accomplished?"*

Grim considered the offer carefully. Material wealth held little appeal, and political favors seemed insignificant compared to what he had already gained. But there was one thing that would prove invaluable for his future plans.

"I would request a teacher," he said finally. "Someone capable of instructing students in abilities that go beyond conventional magical education. My sect will need an instructor who can teach a Sword Dao’s to humans I deem worthy."

"You have someone specific in mind?"

"I do. Someone not afraid to do what it takes to accomplish what he wants."

"Ah, you speak of Shen Lao," the Dragon Emperor replied after a moment’s consideration. "He has served as an educator in our realm for centuries. He was also ruthless on the battlefield."

"Yes I believe that he would be the best fit. Would he be willing to do this?"

"I think he will find the prospect intriguing. Shen Lao has always been curious about human potential, and the opportunity to test his theories with human students appeals to his scholarly nature."

"Then I would be honored to have his assistance."

"Consider it arranged. He will arrive at your sect after its completion."

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Back in the present, Grim studied Shen Lao’s human appearance. "Any concerns about working with human students?"

"None whatsoever," Shen Lao replied with genuine enthusiasm. "In fact, I’m quite curious to see how human minds approach problems that young dragons solve through instinct. The intellectual challenge should prove fascinating."

"I must warn you, Malaxis is here. Do you know him?"

"Malaxis is... ancient. Old enough to remember when the barriers between realms were thinner."

"The Dragon Emperor said he was responsible for attacks across the Empire for generations."

"That’s accurate, though it understates the scope of his influence." Shen Lao turned back to face Grim. "I heard that he appeared at your celebration but made no aggressive moves?"

"He spoke with me privately, made various threats and cryptic warnings, then vanished. Since then, there’s been no sign of him."

"I see." Shen Lao’s tone carried a note of concern that hadn’t been present before. "You said he’s not fighting a war here, but I would respectfully disagree with that assessment."

"What do you mean?"

"Malaxis is always fighting a war," Shen Lao explained, his scholarly demeanor taking on an edge of gravity. "It’s simply not always a physical conflict. Some of his most devastating victories have been achieved without drawing a single blade."

"Psychological warfare?"

"Among other methods. Manipulation, corruption, the systematic undermining of trust and confidence—these are weapons just as effective as any sword. Perhaps more so, because their victims often don’t realize they’re under attack until it’s too late."

Grim felt a chill run down his spine as he recalled his conversation with Empress Alexia about the dangers of losing trust in allies. "You think that’s what he’s doing here?"

"I think it’s what he’s always doing," Shen Lao replied. "The question is what specific goals he hopes to achieve in this case. His appearance at your celebration wasn’t random—it was calculated to maximum impact at a moment when you should have felt triumphant and secure."

"To undermine my confidence?"

"Possibly. Or to plant seeds of doubt about your allies, your abilities, or your understanding of what’s goingg on." Shen Lao moved closer, his expression intent. "Tell me, since his appearance, have you found yourself questioning things you previously took for granted?"

Grim considered the question honestly. Since the celebration, he had indeed found himself analyzing conversations and relationships with new skepticism.

Chen Xing’s marriage arrangements seemed more manipulative than helpful. Princess Liona’s interest felt suspiciously convenient. Even the Empress’s support carried undertones that made him wonder about her true motivations.

"Yes," he admitted. "I have."

"Then his campaign is already working," Shen Lao said grimly. "This is how Malaxis operates—not through direct assault, but through the slow erosion of certainty and trust. He turns strength into weakness by making his victims doubt their own judgment."

"So what do we do?"

"We remain vigilant without becoming paralyzed by suspicion," Shen Lao replied. "We build this sect into something genuinely valuable while being aware that our enemies will try to corrupt or co-opt our efforts."

"Can you teach resistance to psychological attack?"

"Among other things. Mental discipline, emotional control, the ability to distinguish between genuine and doubt—these are skills that can be developed through proper training."