A few days later in the morning.

After eating a breakfast of lamb chops, fruit salad, honey bread, and sugared milk, Gray, dressed in a light gray battle uniform, walked towards the castle's open-air training grounds, followed by his personal maid.

The breakfast cooked by the castle chef was very appetizing, and although it was a little regrettable that he could not eat the dishes of his previous life, there was absolutely no such thing as being difficult to swallow.

If you think about it, you can understand that the aristocracy, as the most enjoyable group in the world, will not let their tongues be "wronged", and the chefs hired must be chefs with superb cooking skills.

"Hello Master Gray!"

Walking in the corridor leading to the open-air training ground, from time to time, there would be maids and male servants who would bend down and salute Gray respectfully, and their attitudes were extremely respectful, although they were an illegitimate child, they were the illegitimate children that Viscount Fergus "valued", and these servants were obviously not stupid enough to give Gray a look.

Gray nodded slightly like "usual", and walked all the way to the open-air training ground.

The cultivation ground is a white-stone paved training ground, about the size of half a football field, surrounded by clusters of brightly colored flower beds, and there is a pavilion with a stone table next to it, if you are tired of cultivation, you can rest here.

In the cultivation ground, there was already a person, this was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a white leather armor uniform, with a handsome face and blond hair, shining in the sun.

Seeing Gray coming, the young man's expression flashed, he stopped practicing, walked towards this side, took the towel handed by the maid, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Gray.

"Gray, why don't you rest for a few more days before starting to cultivate?"

As he spoke, the young man smiled slightly, his attitude was kind, and he seemed extremely kind, but Gray couldn't help but feel a trace of vigilance in his heart.

The young man was none other than the eldest brother of this body, Bernal, the eldest son born to Viscount Fergus and his wife. Fergus.

If it was the original owner of this body, maybe he would have been deceived by the "kind" scene of the young man just now, but as a person who had been crawling in society for several years in his previous life, he noticed the gloom of the moment the young man saw him, and although he quickly covered up the past, he was still aware of it.

"Thank you Brother Bernal for your concern, it's almost better."

Mimicking the tone of the body's original owner, Gray spoke.

"That's right, then you cultivate first."

Bernard, the blonde youth, nodded and walked towards the gazebo next to him.

After seeing the other party leave, Gray walked into the cultivation ground and recalled the cultivation method.

In this world, there is only one cultivation system, and that is the Blood Warrior, which is the cultivation system that human beings learned from the Blood Beast in the process of fighting against the Blood Beast, so the relevant cultivation method is called the "Blood Method".

The blood method practiced by Gray and even his Fergus family is called "Wind Wolf", which is a cultivation method deduced from a blood beast called Wind Wolf, which is divided into four cultivation postures: prostrate, pounce, bite, and look up to the sky.

Creeping, mimicking the actions of a wolf patiently waiting for its prey.

Pounce, imitating the action of a wolf pounce.

Biting, which mimics the action of a wolf opening its sharp teeth to bite its prey.

Looking up to the sky, imitating the action of a wolf roaring in the sky.

After going through the four postures in his mind, although he was no longer the original person, the memory of his previous cultivation was still there, and Gray began to practice from the first posture "prostrate".

I saw him squatting with his feet apart, leaning forward and bending, his hands outstretched, palms down, like a wolf waiting for his prey, and at the same time he imagined a cyan wind wolf crawling in the grass with turquoise eyes staring at the prey in the distance.

Hold this for a good ten minutes, suddenly.

He kicked his feet violently, and the whole person pounced violently, and the five fingers of his hands were spread into claws, like a wolf that turned from waiting to pounce on its prey, and the movements of the wind wolf in his mind also turned into pounce.

Hold it for another ten minutes, and then, his claws changed, his hands were together, his wrists touched, and he stretched out quickly, closing like a biting wolf's mouth, and the movements of the wind wolf in his mind became a bite.

Ten minutes later, he slowly half-squatted, his hands drooped, his head raised to the sky, and his mouth opened as hard as he could, like a wolf roaring at the sky, and the movements of the wolf in his mind also became a wind wolf roaring at the sky on a moonlit night.

After rehearsing the whole set of moves, Gray was already sweating profusely.

I don't know if it's because he has the memory of the original owner of the body, or because the body has formed a memory, Gray's set of cultivation postures, although it is not very perfect, it is barely standard, and it does not show too much abnormality.

Originally, he wanted to find another place to cultivate, but he usually cultivated in the cultivation ground, and suddenly changing to another place might make him suspicious, so he dismissed this plan and still came to the cultivation ground to cultivate like the original owner of the body.

Stopping to cultivate, his face remained unchanged, but his heart couldn't help but sink slightly.

"Sure enough, the worst result, the blood power cultivated by the original owner of this body has really disappeared."

Originally, he also hoped that through cultivation, the blood power hidden in his body would be reactivated, but now it seems that the blood power has indeed disappeared from his body.

Although it is not known whether the reason for the disappearance was due to the attack and death of the original owner of the body, or because of his crossing, in general, the disappearance of the blood power has become a fact.

Losing his blood power is a very bad result for him, and the reason why his current status as an illegitimate son is valued by Viscount Fergus is because of the cultivation talent he has shown.

If Viscount Fergus knew that his blood power had disappeared, not to mention immediately driving him out of the castle, at least he would not be valued as much as before, and if he lost the value of Viscount Fergus and faced the assassination of the mastermind behind the scenes, his end can be imagined.

"Without the power of blood, the physical fitness has degraded to the point where there is no cultivation, and just cultivating once, it is almost to the limit."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Gray thought to himself.

Under normal circumstances, the lower blood warrior was enough to cultivate the blood method twice in a row, but just now, he almost couldn't hold on to it even once.

"The only good news is probably that the blood wolf bloodline in my body has not disappeared."

In fact, in addition to the blood method, you also need to have the bloodline of the corresponding blood beast, and only by having both the blood method and the corresponding blood beast bloodline can you become a blood warrior.

It is naturally impossible for humans to possess the bloodline of blood beasts, so generally speaking, families with blood methods will implant the bloodlines of corresponding blood beasts into their children before they cultivate.

The specific method seems to be to mix the most precious blood essence in the blood of the blood beast with certain medicines, and then give it to the children.

In this regard, the memory of the original owner of the body is not too well understood, and it was valued by Viscount Fergus two months ago, and when the bloodline was implanted, the original owner of the body was obviously not valued by Viscount Fergus, and Viscount Fergus naturally did not explain too much to him.