Suryaputra Karna: 10 Million Dharma Critical hits-Chapter 36 - 34: The Call of a Distant Path

The winds over Hastinapura had begun to change.

Not violently.

Not suddenly.

But slowly...

Like a quiet whisper of destiny.

For Karna, that whisper had already begun to take form.

Days passed after the mention of Gurukuls.

But nothing immediate happened.

No sudden decision.

No rushed action.

Only observation.

Karna continued his routine.

Morning Sadhana.

Body training.

Silent reflection.

Yet...

Something inside him had shifted.

The idea of a Guru...

Had taken root.

One morning—

He stood once again in the courtyard.

The wooden staff moved in his hands.

Step.

Turn.

Strike.

Smooth.

Precise.

Controlled.

But when he stopped—

His eyes reflected the same truth as before.

This was the limit.

System Notification

Current Stage: Yodha Initiation Stage

Progress: 23%

Growth Rate: Minimal

Further advancement requires structured knowledge.

Dharma Critical Hit Multiplier active.

10,000,000×

Karna exhaled slowly.

This time...

There was no confusion.

Only clarity.

Later that day—

He walked through the streets of the city.

Not toward the training ground.

But in a different direction.

Toward knowledge.

The roads of Hastinapura were filled with life.

Merchants.

Travelers.

Workers.

Voices overlapped.

Stories passed between strangers.

And among those voices—

A word repeated itself.

"Gurukul..."

Karna listened silently.

Different names.

Different teachers.

Different paths.

Each one...

A possibility.

He stopped near a shaded area where a few elders were speaking.

"There is a Gurukul near the western forest..."

"I heard their Acharya is strict..."

"They only accept worthy students..."

Worthy.

The word lingered in Karna’s mind.

What defines worth?

Birth?

Skill?

Dharma?

He did not interrupt.

He did not ask.

He only listened.

Because he had learned—

Answers often reveal themselves without questions.

That evening—

Back at home—

Karna sat quietly.

Radha noticed immediately.

"You went somewhere different today..."

Karna nodded.

"Where?"

"Toward the Gurukuls."

Radha’s hands paused.

A faint worry appeared in her eyes.

"You are still young..."

Her voice was gentle.

Not refusing.

Not stopping.

Just concerned.

Karna looked at her.

"I know."

His answer was calm.

Not impulsive.

Nearby, Adhiratha listened silently.

After a moment, he spoke.

"What did you see?"

Karna replied,

"Paths."

Adhiratha’s gaze deepened.

"And?"

Karna paused.

Then answered,

"Not mine yet."

Silence filled the room.

But this silence was different.

It was not empty.

It was understanding.

That night—

Karna sat beneath the open sky once again.

The stars shimmered softly.

Endless.

Unreachable.

Yet present.

His eyes remained fixed on them.

Not with longing.

But with thought.

If the path is not mine yet...

Then when will it be?

Inside his mind—

The system responded.

System Notification

Timing factor critical.

Recommendation:

Continue preparation.

Await optimal moment.

Dharma Critical Hit Multiplier active.

10,000,000×

Karna closed his eyes.

Breathing steady.

Calm.

He did not rush.

Because now...

He understood something deeply.

A path taken too early...

Leads nowhere.

Days passed again.

But this time—

They did not feel stagnant.

They felt like preparation.

His Sadhana continued.

His control deepened.

His awareness sharpened.

Even without progress in stage...

He was changing.

One afternoon—

While walking through the streets—

Karna saw a group of slightly older boys.

They carried simple training tools.

Their movements were rough.

Unrefined.

But they walked with purpose.

Toward a Gurukul.

Karna stopped.

Watching them.

They were not extraordinary.

Not talented.

Not special.

But they had something he did not.

Direction.

His grip tightened slightly.

Not in jealousy.

But in realization.

The time was approaching.

He turned back slowly.

Walking toward home.

But his steps felt different now.

Heavier.

Yet more certain.

Behind him—

The distant sounds of students entering a Gurukul echoed softly.

Ahead—

The quiet home of a charioteer awaited.

Between those two worlds—

Karna walked.

Not belonging fully to either.

Yet destined for something beyond both.

The wind moved gently once more.

Carrying with it the scent of change.

The waiting was nearing its end.

And soon...

The next step would no longer be delayed.

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