As for this point, not just anyone can awaken a seed. Among ordinary people, only a very small number have the aptitude and the possibility to awaken a seed. However, due to the extremely low success rate, some who have already become strong came up with a method to increase the number of people who can awaken seeds: those whose life energy is already extremely strong actively condense a bit of their energy to form a seed and transfer it into someone else’s body.

In this way, the originally slim chance of successful awakening is greatly increased. The process that once required life-and-death trials to awaken now allows one to receive seed enhancement right from the start.

Of course, even so, not everyone can become strong. Although the success rate has improved, still only about two-thirds out of a hundred people can succeed, while the remaining third still cannot accept the seed. Their bodies simply cannot retain life energy—no matter how much is infused, it just leaks out uselessly.

Unfortunately, Andrew's body belongs to this category. He also cannot accept the infusion of a seed. This is the fundamental reason why, since childhood, he could only indulge in eating, drinking, and pleasure, knowing only how to enjoy himself. Otherwise, given the baron's strength, Andrew would never have ended up like this—even if he wanted to, the powerful baron would never allow his own son to be completely defenseless.

Arnold seemed to recall something, and a trace of helplessness appeared in his gaze toward Andrew. He more or less guessed why Andrew couldn’t even manage basic training—the reason was simply that he had given up on himself.

“Since that’s the case, everyone continue with your morning practice. Young master Andrew, please come with me.” He clapped his hands again and spoke loudly.

The training ground returned to its previous state. Some practiced swordsmanship, others archery. Only Edward Scott followed behind Arnold, heading toward a corner.

“Although you can’t become a knight-level powerhouse, regular exercise can still improve your physical fitness. I hope you’ll stick with it,” Arnold said as he walked.

“I know what to do, thank you, Arnold.” Edward Scott nodded and smiled. “The rumor that Baron Kyle’s second son lacks the talent to become strong was quite well-known in the past, wasn’t it?”

“I suppose so,” Arnold said no more.

“So, all the children doing morning exercises now have the aptitude?”

“Yes, they have all received the seed inheritance from the baron and Otis. Each is training according to the unique methods of the two lords,” Arnold replied.

Edward Scott understood that receiving the seed inheritance and being trained from a young age meant that these children’s life energy seeds would grow and strengthen with their bodies, constantly enhancing their physique. By the time they grew up, their physical fitness would far surpass that of ordinary people.

That was how the baron and Otis had come up as well.

“So that’s how Father and Knight Otis became so strong,” Edward Scott realized. But soon, a trace of helplessness rose in his heart. Of all the people to transmigrate into, why did it have to be a body with no talent?

If it weren’t for the hope provided by the biochip, Edward Scott would probably have resigned himself to fate.

Arnold led Edward Scott to an open area to the side.

To their side was a row of wooden sword racks, sparsely holding a few remaining wooden swords.

Arnold took one and tossed it directly to Edward Scott.

Edward Scott hurried to catch it, feeling a weight in his hand.

This wooden practice sword was actually rather heavy. He estimated it to be about five or six jin.

It was about a meter long, with the guard and blade forming a standard cross shape—the most common style of longsword.

Edward Scott gave the wooden sword in his hand a slight swing. The white wood, tinged with a bit of yellow, made a faint whooshing sound as it cut through the air.

Arnold also picked up a wooden sword and gave it a casual swing, instantly drawing a white line in front of him.

“The most basic training method is very simple, but not everyone can easily complete it.” As he spoke, he gripped the sword with both hands and chopped forward.

Whoosh!!

Edward Scott felt a breeze from Arnold’s sword sweep past him, the hair on his cheeks fluttering slightly backward.

In his mind, the biochip automatically began scanning data.

A row of pale blue data quickly appeared before Edward Scott’s eyes.

“Arnold, strength greater than 1, agility greater than 2, constitution greater than 2.”

“This is a straight chop. Make sure all your force is applied just below the tip of the sword. That’s where the greatest destructive power is. If you put all the force on the very tip, the blade will wear out too quickly and easily become nicked.”

Arnold began demonstrating each move.

Straight chop, upward slash, horizontal cut, thrust, downward stab—the five basic moves were all demonstrated for Edward Scott.

Each move brought a rush of wind.

Edward Scott watched Arnold’s demonstration with full concentration. At the same time, the biochip began recording and storing the data before his eyes.

Once the chip finished recording, Arnold lowered the wooden sword in his hand.