《Yin-Yang Child》


 Book 1 Chapter 1: The Past

    Two million millennia ago, the greatest historical event had happened in the Martial World. One man donning a suit of red armor challenged all the sect¡¯s power, all the way down in the Southern Continent and as well as up in the Northern Continent. Not backing down from this challenge for the first time, all of the strongest cultivators from each continent gathered and teamed up, to defeat this one man.


    In a desolated land located in the Central Continent, A man was facing a force of hundreds, not Demonic Beast, but the strongest cultivators from each continent having the a cultivation standard of Peak Devil Realm and some even reaching Base Regis Realm. Nonetheless, all of them are considered as top experts of the Martial World that was given respect everywhere they go. And, suddenly, out of thin air, a man, one man, dared challenged them all, this caused great anger to surge within their hearts, for the first time, in a long time they have been disrespected. But, at the same time, they we¡¯re happy, the road of cultivation is filled with hardships, and fighting was one of those hardships.


    ¡°What are you weaklings waiting for? Are you not going to attack this old man? Or are you just scared?¡± the man in red armor shouted.


    When the hundreds of cultivators heard this, their anger grew, this man actually dare call them weak. Almost in an instant everyone released their aura and targeted it towards the man, however their hope in crushing this man with their combined aura was instantly crushed. All of the cultivators had shock expression, the man was not effected at all, standing tall and proud, without anything bothering him. The man was getting impatient, and without wasting any more time, his expression got serious and started to walk towards the hundreds of cultivators.


    Out of fear, some tried to escape, but for a reason unknown to them, they have already fallen for the trap. There was no escape, only a fight to the death, only one would survive this ordeal, it is either them of him. Realizing this, they still had hope for they have hundreds of expert¡¯s side by side, working together to face this threat. In an instant the man was already half way, until he has reached the hundred cultivators, not wanting to wait for the man, a rash Middle Devil Realm cultivator rushed towards the man with blazing red fists.


    Seeing this, the man stopped in his tracks and awaited the cultivator to arrive with the attack. As soon as the cultivator arrived in front of the man and threw his blazing fist at him, it was easy stopped by the man. The cultivators face paled, as the man¡¯s gripped tightened, and within seconds the cultivator was lifted up and slammed down hard to the ground, and now, unable to be recognized by anyone. The man turned his now cold gaze towards the rest of the cultivators and resumed walking towards near them.


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    The cultivators did not dare be rash as the last guy but, with nothing left in their hands to play and doing nothing would be just a disgrace. They all simultaneously launch themselves at the man wearing a red armor. Seeing this, brought a smile to the man behind the helm, and launch himself in return to the hundreds of cultivators, all the while laughing in glee.


    ***


    The battle place of the man and hundred cultivators was now, even more desolate than before. The man wearing the red armor, was standing in front of the last person alive other than him. The man grabbed the Base Regis Realm, Old Cultivator by the neck, and stared him at the eye with great anger and disdain. The old cultivator feeling this oppressive aura, did not know what he had done to offend such a powerful person.


    ¡°If you kill me, do you think you can get away with it? My Li Clan Ancestors will come out and definitely take revenge for me!¡± the old cultivator said with such great confidence. Even in such a dire situation the old cultivator still dared to be brave and actually aggravate the man further.


    Without even paying heed to what the old cultivator he simply crushed the throat of the old cultivator before the corpse was now laying down on the ground, lifeless. Being covered and surrounded by a sea of blood, corpses and body parts everywhere, the man removed his helmet, which revealed a handsome middle-aged man, who has a sad yet, fulfilled expression.


    Looking at his surrounding once more, a smile appeared on his face and started to walk away from the blood bath he had created.


    The Incident everybody knows about, but no one talks about. The death of hundreds of Top Martial Cultivators from all the continents. All caused by one man.


    A Legend was born, from that day. And a Legend that will not be forgotten.

 Book 1 Chapter 2: Death

    A great man hunt was still on the search for the man responsible for the massacre of the hundred experts from the four continents. However, their luck was zero, after their great experts did not return, the multiple clans and sects from the continents dispatched the elders to go to the Central Continent. As they arrived they had seen the bloodbath that was created, fear and fury ignited from within. Without wasting a single moment, they went back to their respective clans and sects to deliver the message.


    When they did, every remaining powerhouse leader of either clan or sect, had one thing on mind. Revenge! They all issued a worldwide man hunt for this man wearing pure red armor. However, it was foolish decision, if those of the Peak Devil Realm and Base Regis Realm, cannot even harm the man, then what can they do? But, revenge overruled their train of thoughts.


    Though, after so long, no result had emerged they did not give up and search was still on, no matter what. After this incident, in every continent, clan, and sect vowed to keep under control all of their Martial Cultivators, especially those who we¡¯re gifted by the heavens we¡¯re especially kept watched and cared for. And those few rare people, who cannot cultivate? They we¡¯re simply thrown out into the wild to be devoured by Demonic Beast.


    ***


    A scrawny little child, no less than seven-years-old, was being grabbed by the hand, by a boy about fifteen-years-old that had an angry and sad look on his face. Weirdly enough, the child had lifeless eyes, like giving up on living, did not scream or retaliate against this young boy. After a while they have arrived in front an eerily forest, that spelled danger. The teenage boy, carefully let go of the child¡¯s hand, and went on his knee to see the child face to face.


    Seeing the child¡¯s lifeless eyes brought tears to this teenage boy, resulting in a warm and lovingly hug. However, the child, showed no emotion and remained motionless, not rejecting or accepting this hug. Slowly the boy stood up and ran away from the child and the forest, while gritting his teeth in anger and tears flowing down his face. The child, looked at the back of the young boy, then turned his attention to the forest behind him.


    Knowing his faith of dying, he slowly walked towards the forest cherishing his last moments in life as he was sentenced to death because he was weak, a rare non-cultivator, and for a world full of cultivators, him, being not one is very detrimental to the clan or sect. So, a choice was made, he would have to die, the way of death, was no doubt being feed to the demonic beast. As a world saying goes ¡°Once the beast is feed, Cultivators get stronger¡± it only translates into one thing, as he gets feed to a demonic beast, it would naturally get stronger and overtime, a cultivator will come and kill, getting its core, and then absorbing the Qi Realm of the beast, in turn making the cultivator stronger.


    After, twenty minutes of non-stop walking the child stopped in his tracks as he had heard the howl of a beast he knows all-too-well. In front him; a four legged, dark beast, with a tail made from brown spikes appeared. This demonic beast, was actually a Porciwolf, and judging from the scars on its head and body, it was old enough to determine who to fight with, and who not to fight with. The child with its lifeless eyes and the Porciwolf with its dark hungry eyes, locked on to each other, knowing that only one would live to see another day.


    ***


    A handsome young boy, with short black hair and eyes, wearing red robes was running through a heavily populated street with much hast and ease. This young boy is also the same one, who had dropped off the child in front of the forest to be devoured by the demonic beast. The boy had a happy expression plastered on his face but, on the inside he was filled with anger and sadness. He personally knew the child, hell! He practically helped raised the child ever since his uncle found an infant in the woods. Now the child he helped raised, he helped get killed.


    After a while, the young boy arrived in front of a beautiful, large red mansion, with beautiful and intricate designs. Without stopping in his tracks, he quickly opened the door, which surprised an outgoing servant, and directly headed to the back of the house. Once he had arrived there was, a man, woman, and a young girl about six-years-old, who was in a meditative trance.


    ¡°This one greets father and mother¡± as he arrived in front of them, and respectfully bowing down and cupping his hands together.


    ¡°Good, you have just arrived on time¡± said the man, who looks like the older version of the boy. This man who had serious expression as he looked at the young girl, this man was Zhang Lui. He was the current head of the Zhang Family and an elder of the Spiral Sect, ran by of course the Zhang Family. But, he was not in-charge of the Spiral Sect, it is ran by a mysterious character even he, does not want to offend.


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    ¡°Honey, you have something on your face¡± said the slightly chubby woman who had a warm and lovely expression as she kneeled down and started to wipe some of the tears from under her step-son¡¯s face. This woman was Zhao Rin or now Zhang Rin, also known as the second wife of Zhang Lui and step-mother to the siblings Zhang Ki and daughter Zhang Ni. Zhang Rin, hugged her step-son before she stood up to look at her daughter but, not after saying the words ¡°Don¡¯t you dare, expose me unless you want your sister to be married to the most despicable of men¡±


    Hearing that, Zhang Ki¡¯s face immediately turned ugly, ever since his father had re-married and this woman came into their lives, everything turned hell for him. He would have to do ¡°odd jobs¡± for this woman either threatening him with his father or even worse his sister. And she was also the main culprit as to why he had to bring the young child to the forest to die. It was all because of this devilish woman!


    However, knowing for now, he could not do anything, he forced his expression to change that of happiness and looked at his sister, who had a pale expression and was sweating profusely. As he looked at her sister he knows the hurdle she has to overcome, we¡¯ll any child including him had to go through the same process named ¡°awakening¡±. It was not awakening of the body, dantian or meridian, it was the awakening of the Qi Beast inside the person, to full signify them as cultivators.


    Everyone has exactly three weeks to awaken their Qi Beast, once they have successfully constructed their dantian and opened the appropriate amount of meridians, and then establishing their 1st Human Realm Pillar can they only be called cultivators. In those three weeks, that is the best time to connect with one-self and reached out to their Qi Beast, however, should they fail to connect in those three weeks, they would be branded as half-cultivators, for they do not have the inner partner that would rise and fall during their journeys together.


    After a while, Zhang Ni¡¯s expression turned lighter as a white orb touched the ground and turned into a beautiful small blood red spider that was pure-red with six dark-black eyes. The spider, awoke from its sleep and climbed its way to the chest of Zhang Ni, entering her dantian. She stood up, and as she did, she was quickly congratulated by Zhang Lui and Zhang Rin, continuously. Zhang Ki wanted himself to congratulate his sister¡¯s success, but other things pre-occupied his mind and as his attention switched from the direction of the forest to his step-mother, killing intent shined in his eyes and even his Qi Beast, a deadly black snake, hissed in delight in thought of killing the woman. But, as a snake, he would wait for the perfect opportunity to strike, he knows that opportunity will come, all he has to do is wait, wait and wait.


    ***


    A young child stares at the demonic beast, Porciwolf, with no fear, seemly accepting the fate that was bestowed upon him. The child closed his eyes, as he did the Porciwolf, took the opportunity to pounce on the child, bring him to the ground. The child did nor scream or cry as the Porciwolf, bits and chews pieces of flesh from his body. Inside the child¡¯s mind we¡¯re a myriad of memories, replaying within his mind.


    One memory was he was with his original family having fun, eating together in the dinner table, and him seeing his siblings practice martial arts. Then, one day, everything turned into hell, a mysterious school attack their home, the attackers all wore grey robes and had swords at hand. Everyone, in his family was killed, and he was only safe through the efforts of his siblings to knock him hard enough and cover him in blood.


    When he came too, he was in the hands of an old man wearing red robes, who brought him into his family. At first he was he was distant, that was until a young boy approached him and started to educate and help him learn new things. And things got more excited as the young boy¡¯s little sister joined in and started to play with them. However, things changed when the sibling''s mother died and re-married, this, at first glance nice, but really a despicable woman.


    And that¡¯s how, the young boy, he considered as a brother brought him into this forest thus into this predicament. In actuality he did not blame the young boy, he was actually thankful. And he did the not hold a grudge against this new ¡°mother¡± of the siblings either. But, he blames himself for being too weak, at the age of seven he could not practice any meditation technique, much less connect to his Qi Beast, he was simply a cripple, and for that he was sentenced to death.


    As the child was loss in his thoughts, his consciousness was gradually getting weaker and weaker by the second, as the Porciwolf slowly takes a chunk of flesh before devouring it. Then, all of a sudden, the sounds of chewing stopped, he felt himself get lifted off the ground, he did not know what was happening, the only thing he does know, is that everything is about to turn black.

 Book 1 Chapter 3: I am Called....

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    Within a certain forest a handsome middle-aged man, with long wavy black hair and hazel eyes, wearing a complete red armor, except the helmet, was roaming about. This was the man, who massacred hundreds of experts all coming from the four continents, and why the great man hunt was initiated. Judging from the serious look on his face, he is definitely not in a good mood, and something or someone would die by his hands once more.


    After a while, the man reached the top of a hill that was overlooking a part of the forest. As he was looking down below, he saw a strange scene, a boy on the ground was being eaten a Porciwolf, but the weird thing is the boy was still alive, though barely breathing, he was still alive and yet, a question entered the man¡¯s mind, why is the child not screaming for help or even crying. For a long time, an inquisitive and surprise look appeared on the man¡¯s face.


    Then, with a quick decision to save the boy¡¯s life, with a single leap, the man disappeared from the top of the hill and appeared beside Porciwolf, then using his leg, he swiftly squashed the Porciwolf¡¯s head, killing it instantly. When the minor disturbance was out of the way, he turned his attention to the boy, who had his eyes closed. Multiple flesh was torn off from his left hand and body, as well as that his ribcage was fully exposed, another surprise look appeared on his face, as he could still feel the boy alive, though his pulse was getting weaker and weaker. The man, picked up the child in his arms and with once last examine of the child¡¯s body, he smiled happily before disappearing once more, only leaving a large crater in his position.


    Inside a cave, the man was overlooking his quickly made hole that was about four meters deep and four meters wide. The hole was filled up to the brim with a strange red liquid, and floating in this strange liquid was the young child that he found, and weirdly enough, the wounds caused by the Porciwolf are slowly starting to close, and the liquid started to decrease a bit. Once the man saw the child¡¯s wounds we¡¯re already closed, the man quickly picked up the child once more, and made seven holes on the child¡¯s body, specifically the head, center of the chest, abdomen, one on each arm and leg.


    After that, the man quickly crushed the bones of the child one by one, starting from the arms, then the legs, after that he destroyed the organs and rib cage, and finally the head. The man holds the unidentifiable body of the child, which he gently lays in the center of the red liquid, only to fall at the bottom, and slowly the liquid was once again decreasing and the broken bones, slowly started to repair themselves, bit by bit. Seeing this the man, leaned on the wall of the cave, keeping his full attention on the hole, no more specifically the child, who was submerged in the strange red liquid.


    ***


    A few days later, within the empty hole, a naked youth with long black hair and white eyes, was sitting upright, looking at his surroundings. The child was surprised that he was still alive, and he was sure that he would die but, against his thoughts, he was here, inside this unknown place, within a hole, alive. He got up and examined his body, he noticed that his hair grew long enough to touch the ground, and his senses have improved by a large margin from his past self.


    The youth was surprised by this changed, he tried to climb and jump out of this hole, but it was all futile attempts. Seeing as, his attempt to escape was not working, he sat down once more to gather his thoughts. And as he did, he felt a strange presence sneak up behind him, he tried to look back or even run away, but he felt as his whole body, froze, not reacting the way he wants it too.


    ¡°Do not move¡± a cold voice resonated throughout the whole cave. The child, not wanting to disregard or disobey this voice, froze in place. Seeing this, the owner of the voice, the man wearing the red armor laughed softly. The man put¡¯s his hand on the child¡¯s back, and started to examine the child¡¯s body, starting from the outside, then slowly looking at the insides. And he specifically, examined the places where he had placed holes on the child. After a while, the heavy atmosphere was gone and the child fell to the ground on all fours, while the man laughed again once more but, louder this time and sat in place.


    After a while, the child regained his composure, sat down and looked at the man in front of him. All the child knew is that this man, must be the one who saved him, but when he started to look at the man¡¯s armor, it reminded him of a certain story. A story about one man wearing a complete suite of red armor that killed hundreds of Top Martial Experts. No one knew where this mysterious man came from or why he challenged these experts, one thing is for sure, no one is his match.


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    ¡°M¡­Massa¡­MASSACRE REGIS!¡± the child shouted in surprise and fear as he pointed at the man wearing red armor in front of him.


    ¡°Massacre Regis?¡± the man blinked his eyes and asked the question to himself and the child. Seeing that child is still in front of him, acting strong, but the noticeable shivering isn¡¯t helping. He thought deeply as to why this child, would call him a ¡°Massacre Regis¡± or ¡°Massacre King¡±, after a while, he connected some thoughts in his head and laughed loudly.


    ¡°AHAHAHAH¡­ is that you people call me these days? Tell me, are they still looking for me?¡± asking with a wide grin, reaching ear to ear, but his eyes tell a different story.


    ¡°Yes, they are. All the continents issued a worldwide search for you.¡± The boy said with confidence, yet with nervousness at the same time.


    ¡°HUH?! A worldwide search?! I doubt those old geezers even know the strength of the world! Nonetheless, I find it really amusing¡± said the man with now a smug grin, like looking down on this four continents.


    ¡°Elder¡­are you truly the one that massacred all those experts?¡± the boy asked with stars in his eyes.


    ¡°Yes, I did. And it was not a massacre! It was deserved killing, they started it, and I ended it.¡± The voice of the man contained large resentment and anger, to those he had killed, but also sadness. The child was confuse about this, but didn¡¯t dare ask any more questions about it.


    ¡°You know, you¡¯re a pretty weird child. Being eaten by a Porciwolf and just accepting it. Tell me, why are bent to die so early?¡± said the man with a curious face


    ¡°I¡­I am a failure. I am a non-cultivator just sent to die here, rather than living and become a bother, I would rather die!¡± for the first time the child expressed what he felt, every single word he said was true to his heart. First, he had lost his original family, then again because of some circumstance he was thrown out of his new family¡¯s house and left to die. This caused a great pain in heart that would never heal.


    ¡°I see. Then, would you like to have a martial path?¡± The man said in a very serious tone of voice.


    ¡°YES!¡± the child answered while looking at the man in the eyes, filled with determination.


    ¡°Very well, do you dare take this ¡°Massacre Regis¡± as your master?¡± the man said as he stood up and extended a hand to the child.


    The child without taking the moment to hesitate, wiped his tears and grabbed the man¡¯s hand, excepting the proposal.


    ¡°Master, can I know your name?¡± the child asked with great honor


    ¡°Name? I haven¡¯t used a name in a very long time. But, my birth name is Wei Jun.¡± The man said with great pride, as he looked at his disciple.


    ¡°Ju Long greets Master Jun!¡± the child said, as he cupped his hands together and bowed.


    After they we¡¯re done with their greetings, Wei Jun went behind his disciple and puts one of his hands on Ju Long¡¯s shoulder and with that they disappeared again and then, appeared outside the cave, where an amazing sight entered the child¡¯s eyes.

 Book 1 Chapter 4: The Red Liquid and Masters Past

    I sincerely apologize for not posting anything for a very long time. This is due to the reason of exams at my school and studying for entrance exams, which i am completely done. since my last entrance exam was just finished this last Sunday or yesterday. But, no worries, even though i did not post, i made a lot of chapters, so possible every month or two weeks there will be a new chapter, for both my stories.


    ¡°Master, what is this place?¡± as the child asked, while his eyes we¡¯re sparkling looking at the view before him.


    ¡°This is my clan¡¯s most precious, priceless treasure that we left here, before they went to the Central Continent¡± said Wei Jun, as he looked at the scenery before him, with a bit teary eyed.


    The scenery they we¡¯re looking at was a small circular area, with pure bliss of nature with the sun hitting everything, and the weirdest thing about this was the pond that occupied seventy percent of the area had a strange red liquid, instead of the ordinary water. This intrigued the child very much and why would his master¡¯s clan abandon this kind of treasure.


    ¡°I know what you are thinking. Before, we start our training, I thinks it¡¯s good for you, if I we¡¯re to explain my past and what that liquid really is¡± said Wei Jun as he looked at his disciple.


    They both went to the nearest tree, sat down, and his master began telling his story, but of the more private things we¡¯re omitted by Wei Jun.


    ¡°My Wei Clan used to rule this Eastern Continent with an Iron Fist. We we¡¯re at the top of prime, produced geniuses of geniuses, no one could stop us. But, we know that getting greedy means death, so we never thought of conquering other continents. And do you know why my clan had this kind of thinking? It was because, of the red liquid, better yet, it should be called by its proper name, Ashura¡¯s Blood! This pond contains our ancestor¡¯s blood that contains strengthening and healing properties of an unimaginable kind. As well as, my Wei Clan¡¯s most kept secret skill, a Martial Body Skill that will slowly make you into an unstoppable force, but only those chosen could have kind of chance to attain.


    However, everything changed when the other Clans and Sect from the four continents started to barrage us with continuous waves of attacks and everyone one of those damn cultivators we¡¯re at least Heaven Realm. In reality, even with our martial body skill, it was not enough we we¡¯re simply too few and overpowered. My Wei Clan made a hard decision and decided they would seal this treasure and take everybody with them to the Central Continent. However, I was left alone in the rubble, to die, imagine that your family left you to die because, like you my dear disciple, I was weak, the weakest actually. But, gladly enough I had enough strength to push myself out of the rubble and retreated for safety. I haven¡¯t seen my family since, but that¡¯s later in the story.


    After a while of journeying alone, which was a fun and exciting experience on its own way. I entered a small sect near here, it¡¯s called the Calm Sect, instead of raising its reputation and enjoying battle, it prides itself by gaining knowledge, even the simplest ones are sacred. At first I was apprehensive, but as soon as I got into it, I felt like I found my purpose in life. And though I said, it¡¯s more on knowledge, the elders protecting it are stronger than my own ancestor. I was surprised by this and knowing that I stayed in that sect. My days in the sect we¡¯re very simple, reading, meditating, practicing, and talking to all the elders and fellow brother and sisters was all I could ask for. But, I know in my heart, that even though my family abandoned me, I cannot abandon them.


    When I had reached 10th or Peak Heaven Realm by my late nineties, I went talk to all of the elders of the Calm Sect and gave me approval of this journey. After all, I have to tell my family what I was going to do right? Right! First I traveled to the Center Continent, and I have to tell you, traveling that far by foot and being old is not a good combination. But, as soon as I got there, all I saw we¡¯re destroyed buildings and all of my Wei Clan member¡¯s bodies. I carefully lifted their skeletal body and buried them side by side. There and then, I was truly at a loss on what to do, but I knew that just mopping around and doing nothing won¡¯t bring any changes, so I started exploring the Central Continent.


    That was when I had saw the most surprising thing in my life that almost gave me a heart attack. A 1st Devil Realm Golden Ape, using one of the Heavenly Temple Clan¡¯s Martial Skill, Heavenly Palm. I truly did not believe on what I was seeing, I knew that demonic beast could cultivate like us but, I never heard on demonic beast using martial skills. Then, my inner scholar got the best of me, I got to curious and started to investigate it deeper. I once recalled a book I read in the Calm Sect, it was about the history of the Martial Skills. In simpler terms, by the book¡¯s decree, martial skills are derived from nature and living things, all made by our so called ¡°ancestors¡± of the past.


    I believed on what the book said and never doubted it that was until I saw the Golden Ape using a martial skill. That was when, I started to question everything, what if, we weren¡¯t the ones to create the martial skills, and those depicted in the martial book or scrolls are only copies of what they have seen from demonic beast, every movement, action, nature, everything comes from them. I thought, I was going crazy, but reality speaks for itself. Of course, I never disclosed this information to anyone, until now that is.


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    To test my theory out, I stayed in the Central Continent for almost five decades. And it bore fruit, I studied the multiple demonic beast and copied their martial skill, and broke it down, so I could use it for myself. And in those fifty years, I learned some important things, that we¡¯re the absolute truth. First, martial skills are derived from nature and living things, but mostly on Demonic Beast. Second, only those demonic beast, who have broken through the Heaven Realm, could fully utilize their martial skills. Lastly, our martial skill prowess could not be compared to the demonic beasts. In short, let¡¯s say my Heavenly Palm could destroy at least ? of a city, but a Demonic Beast¡¯s Heavenly Palm, could easily decimate that city, and its surroundings.


    When I found out about this I got jealous. I envy the power these demonic beast have, and I wanted it for myself, but at that time, my life was already set. During those years in the Central Continent I fought a Peak Devil Realm Demonic Beast, a Poison Cloud Centipede. I was only able to escape because, it was fighting another Peak Devil Realm demonic Beast, an Obsidian Night Crawler, but before I could escape, it bit one of my leg and injected its poison onto me. My life was at the end of the road, I was never able to take revenge for my family. However, I decided that if I was going to die, I¡¯m going to die where it all started, to where the last remaining treasure lays, I will die there.


    I used the last ounces of my strength to reach this Ashura Cave, and thankfully I did. I remember my conscious fading, and only my body falling onto the dry land of the Clan¡¯s cave. But, surprisingly, once I woke up, I was filled with energy like my youth was back, and it did. From my old wrinkly face of a hundred and plus year old man, turned into that, when I was in middle-aged man, the face you¡¯re looking right now, and since then, I haven¡¯t grown old. I suspected it was because of Ashura¡¯s Blood, but I was never even near that pool of blood, and even now I don¡¯t know why I became like this. Though, I really didn¡¯t mind much or even deeply investigated to what had happened to me, nor did I care. Because, of what happened, I developed a technique that will make reign over everything! And revenge within the palm of my hands! Sorry, I was getting ahead of myself.


    Using this opportunity, I decided to go back to the Central Continent, to test out a new theory, can I use the bones of those demonic beast to increase my own cultivation and understanding of martial skills. I succeeded, but I do not know how much time has passed since then, all I know is I killed every single demonic beast in the Central Continent. But, this technique that I have created, came at a cost, I lost a very close and dear friend, I was blinded by my obsession to power. I lost my Qi Beast, I did not sever our connection, but it was eaten by the demonic beast that I consumed.


    Though, one thing you should now is that my theory came from the people of the Central Continent, however the difference is my way can let you gain the knowledge and understanding of the demonic beast, yet for them, they bathe in their blood and bones, eating their flesh, truth to be told, I tried it and it increased my strength and cultivation by leaps and bounds, however power wise there¡¯s nothing even to compare.


    Now going back, after I got the power that I needed for my revenge, one by one I visited every continent, every clan, and every sect. Looking for clues, to who might be the masterminds to my Wei Clan¡¯s downfall. And soon enough did I find my answer, all of them we¡¯re pretty powerful, but against my Wei Clan they we¡¯re nothing but ants, if they fought by themselves. I won¡¯t say all of them because they are too many but, there are four main masterminds, who started this war against my Wei Clan, they we¡¯re The Spiral Sect of the East, The Weapons Clan of the West, The Snow Lake Clan of the South, and The Demon Way of the North.


    After I listed down ever clan and sect, that we¡¯re involved, I sent out letters of challenges, and they have no choice to accept. Why? Because I blackmailed them, and some information would just cause a Continent War, even I was shock to what these sect¡¯s we¡¯re hiding. And you should know the rest of the story. Then, I went into a deep slumber, I was powerful, too powerful for that matter, and I can¡¯t die by normal means, so I slept, that is until, you disrupted my sleep.


    Ju Long was absolutely speechless as he continued to silently listen to his master¡¯s story. He never expected, that like him, he would start off as a weakling and through hardships and strong will, he rose to the top. A lot of questions ran through his mind, but others just occupied his mind more and that was when his master said he was in deep slumber and he awoke because of me, what he did, he truly mean, did I do something to wake him up?


    ¡°I awoke because I felt a faint presence of a powerful being near here, it was the first time, in a long time, that I felt threatened, and that pissed me off¡± Wei Jun said with a large grin, but his face says otherwise. Seeing his master¡¯s scary face, Ju Long back away until his back hits the tree trunk of the farthest tree, when they we¡¯re under the shade. Wei Jun, laughed at his displays action, but then his face turned serious and stood up. Slowly, he slowly made his way in front of shivering disciple, put his hand on top of Ju Long¡¯s head, and applied enough force, to make him unconscious, but before Ju Long fell to the ground, he caught him and once again, gently submerged him in the red liquid, known as Ashura¡¯s Blood.