I Have Seven Dragon Souls In a cultivation world

As a prince of the kingdom, Edwin had never been humiliated before, and he knew he could never simply take anything he considered humiliating.

In his rage, Edwin seemed to forget that Dante was not just any regular old citizen that he could control.

Dante was a Dragon Son!

Arguably a position equal to, if not even greater than, the average prince of the kingdom.

If the prince took a step back and spent some time to think, maybe he would change his actions.

but under the tension and stress of the mountain of will, Edwin just let the blood get to his head!

Full of rage, Edwin prepared to attack Dante from behind.

Stimulating his Storm Giant Martial Spirit, Edwin felt the overwhelming power of lightning and thunder flow through his veins

Concentrating this power into his hands, a flash of lightning shone all over his palms

Edwin didn't even think, as he sent out a terrifying palm straight towards Dante's back!

But before Edwin's fist could even touch Dante, Edwin suddenly froze.

Just as Edwin was about to touch Dante, Dante himself turned around to look at Edwin straight in the eyes.

As soon as Edwin met Dante's serpentine eyes, he instantly lost the courage to move again.

Despite being an utter fool, as a prince of the Vaenam Kingdom, Edwin had still been taught some vital skills. And one such skill Edwin was taught was the ability to recognise life-threatening situations.

As he met Dante's cold eyes, Edwin instantly recognised the look.

It was that of a man staring at an annoying ant!

If Edwin dared to make a move, he was certain that Dante would not even think twice to crush him where he stood, Prince or not!"

And, for once, Edwin was completely correct, as Dante's inner thoughts were already raging.

Dante was already in an extremely prideful state, yet Edwin still had the foolish idea to attack him.

'How dare a mere human attack me, a pure-blooded True dragon!'

Dante slowly reached out his hand, eventually clutching at Edwin's throat.

But just as Dante put pressure on Edwin's neck, he suddenly pulled back.

'Mere human? True Dragon?' 

'What the hell is wrong with me?!" 

Holding his head, Dante walked away from Edwin as he struggled to deal with his internal conflict.

Edwin, on the other hand, had just escaped death! 

His body was still shaking from pure fear!

Edwin could not care less what anyone thought and collapsed straight onto the steps, ignoring his embarrassing look.

Only a man that had truly tasted death could experience Edwin's fear.

As soon as Dante grabbed his neck, he was completely sure he was going to die.

Never had he been closer to death in his life.

Luckily for Edwin, for some strange reason, Dante had changed his mind last minute and spared his life.

Dante didn't even look back at the mumbling mess that was now Edwin and continued progressing up the stairs ....

Despite still dealing with the strange voices and thoughts in his head, Dante didn't slow down in the slightest.

His body moved gracefully as he ascended tens of steps with each simple move.

With Dante's impressive aura and ridiculous speed, it was impossible for him to not draw at least some attention as he climbed the mountain.

The situation on the Mountain of will was such that even the best people had only managed to make up about 60% of the way up the mountain.

The reason for this seemingly mediocre result was that the design of the mountain of will made it extremely difficult to scale.

Each next step would be at least 100x more difficult than the next step.

And based on this fact alone, those that made it up 60% up the mountain were already inhuman.

The power of will needed to climb this far was already outstanding.

But to the horror of the two or three people stuck at this level, Dante didn't slow down at all and swiftly walked past them.

one such person who was left stunned by this was Klent

Watching Dante so easily stroll past him, Klent just couldn't accept it.

It wasn't out of jealousy or anything like that.

It was just because Dante's willpower was clearly so weak before. For him to just casually pass Klent only a few minutes later just didn't make any sense! 

You see, willpower itself was a strange thing.

It was completely different to things like cultivation or comprehension in the sense that there were no shortcuts.

Willpower was something that had to be slowly ground and tested in order to increase its strength. 

Back in the days when Klent's cultivation refused to progress anymore, Klent spent countless days of gruelling effort and sweat to develop his outstanding willpower and comprehension of the sword. 

So you can just imagine how despairing it was for him to see a man not only develop up to his level but also surpass him in such a short time!

Sword master Rho seemed to sense Klent's unrest and spoke

'Boy, Don't be discouraged.

That kid, what he's using to climb the mountain, it isn't his willpower at all.'

'What?!' 

Hearing this, Klent was completely confused.

It was called 'The Mountain of Will' if will power wasn't used to scale the mountain, then what could?

Sensing Klent's confusion, Sword master Rho carried on speaking.

'That boy. His arrogance,his pride! It's reached such a ridiculous level that his pride alone refuses to allow him to fail to climb this mountain!'

Klent could barely make sense of what he was hearing.

Never in his life had he heard of something similar before

As Klent was still stunned, Sword master Rho continued speaking,

'That boy's pride has reached a ridiculously high level.

It's so high that the only people I have ever seen that can even compare to him are the rulers of the Central continent.

And these aren't like the pathetic rulers found in this place.