CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

It has been three days already,yet no sign of Weng Xing waking up or moving his fingers.

After the incident, the tarven keeper kept yelling " The Darkness is coming" until he was given a poison to drink and commit suicide which he did happily instead of being burnt to death by the cruel flames of the Fire clan.

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Awu clan

"I have tried all I could do but it seems it is Impossible" Hia said to his Father who stared at the unconscious Weng Xing that laid on the bed. Weng Xing had been taken to the Awu clan for further treatment and check-up a day after the incident but it seems that it was worsening in every second.

His hand were pure white and pale, looking like a stabbed ghost, his face was red like a chilli pepper and his neck were becoming sloppy and loose making them to look more worried than expected. "The white alchemist cultivators are here" Force who had been around all these while chipped in as he entered with a few white Cultivators. They were older than Xhou with their white robes embroidered with green showing that they were medical White cultivators, they all held green flutes which symbolizes the Nature and vegetations and their hair pins were made from crystal emerald which can only be found in their sect. They all had this green light mark between their eyebrows and their faces where sharp with a touch of softness.

They were called " white alchemists" , most powerful doctors and physicians among the cultivator's world and they rarely spoke or mingled with people. They all lived under the spring of life which implies why they haven't been seen around like normal white cultivators.

" Elder Nei" one of them who had hazelnut eyes saluted,he looks like their leader and was actually too young for it. His hair laid long and the green mark between his forehead sparkled with delight " Qu Dong, it has been long" was all the chief could say knowing the white alchemists were less talkers.

The man only nodded before heading towards where Weng Xing laid, he scrutinized the drifting body with his spiritual eyes then a light from glued on his face ," He already has internal injuries" he said to them who stayed behind to watch them.

" What do you mean brother?" Force stammered, sealing his paper fan to listen more in disbelief " He has deep internal injuries and his meridians are broken" he let out a sigh knowing his next words might be like a double edged sword. " It can't be restored fully as he still carries the dead body of his past life, they were broken since birth".

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" What is this place?" Mo Bai asked Xhan as they paved their way into a deserted village at the outskirts of the Land and far away from Dijin " Pink village also known as the Ghoul town" Xhan replied calmly as he kicked the gates of the village. He didn't know what made him to tag these kids along with him and Liu Qu in the search for the " Demonic master and his clues", he knew definitely that those loyal dogs were working for that demonic cultivator and he won't let it slide.

The young cultivators were so delighted and happy when Xhan had called them out of the class for " Hunting" even when Liu Qu had protested. " Did you bring your zither?" Liu Qu suddenly asked glaring at a fixed direction and Xhan nodded.

It was also a task assigned to them by Xhou and he left to take care of his Soulmate at Awu clan, leaving Xhan to solve the mystery " This village reeks of irritating odour" Mo Bai cried as a gruesome smell hit their noses. Liu Qu kicked down another gate and a sharp like substance attacked him which he was clever enough to dodge " Black frost of the Arc" Mo Bai exclaimed as soon as he recognized the hanging black cloud in the village " someone used the forbidden technique : Sequels of the dragon to create this" Liu Qu snorted covering nose and directing others to do so.

" But it is still day time, Why does it look like I am walking on foot at the middle of the night?" Mo Bai cursed as they advanced deeper into the village. Yes! that was Mo Bai for you... not only was he godly pretty but a wild talkative while his best friend Shan chei was totally a different man all together.

" Some activities are going on here, that's why this black frost was created" Xhan explained as they dared deeper into the eerie village.

" Watch out!" Liu Qu yelled at Xhan as a black creature dashed at him out of nowhere " Prids? Half monster half ghost" Xhan exclaimed as he use his palms as a blade on the creature's neck. He stopped at his tracks to study the unconscious creature " Prids? what are they doing here? they should be in Hades!!!" Mo Bai yelled hitting his foot on the ground.... this guy was really something else. Acting tough infront of others but a child to those he was close to " Hmph!" Shan chei finally said with eyes scolding at the former.

" Eh? Don't you feel scared?"

" The black Frost is darkening and sucking our qi" Liu Qu retorted before pulling the teens with him with Xhan trailing behind them.

" Another one" Shan chei yelled drawing out his sword and slashing against the head of another Prid , he somersaulted on the air as he dived straight into another ugly creature, dividing it's body from it's head. He flung his sword furiously at the creatures howling like mad dogs hungry for meals, the sword like a lightning pierced through their chests at a go before diving back at it's master and resting inside it's sheath.

" What a sword" Xhan complimented looking at the green slender sword sitted by the waist of it's master " Just like Third master's shândián , like a lightning bolt" Liu Qu nodded before pulling all of them to a nearby store.

The store was calm and chilly with no form of any distraction only chairs and broken tables filled the place " Your sword" Liu Qu gestured at Shan chei who obediently handed the sword over to him. It was indeed engraved by a perfect blacksmith and had a powerful spell that surrounded it " It is lonely" Mo Bai rapped making Shan chei to hissed at him.

Xhan and Liu Qu looked at each other bewildered, what sort of name is this? " Because the sword stands out on it's own" Mo Bai replied their curious gaze but Shan chei couldn't take it anymore and he chipped in casually " I call it Furious not Lonely, where the fuck did you leave your brain?" His eyes were sharp and scolding but Mo Bai didn't give a damn.

" This sword" Xhan hummed staring the sword " Was created by my master, it was one of the favorite swords he created and it gave him so much happiness" he weakly smiled before looking at them. Yes! he had always seen his master make weapons and tools and get them carved with his V sign before he will sell it off to weapons vendors and make money; this happened before they were brought to Dijin and after that. Not Many people knew the swords they literally used were made by weng xing himself, they all thought it was a random hidden blacksmith who fancied pretty things because the swords were indeed one of a kind.

" No wonder the sword's energy was brutal" Xhan smiled again before handing the sword back to Shan chei who was still dazed, Xhan could recognize his master's sword even in Hades and Netherland. He extracted a white pouch very small in size and opened it ,creating another flying sword with his name on it widening their eyes, it was a black whip sword engraved with ancient writings and powerful spells " Isn't that the Duo?" Liu Qu asked almost fainting.

"The Duo" literally known as the demon wiping sword was an ancient sword made by an anonymous being, it devoured and swallowed tons of demons and Head demons in outer places and around Thanos. Noone knew who created the sword as they were prone to only seeing a dressed black cloak guy ,using the sword to wipe out demonic interfaces like a god of war and you want to know who owns the sword?. " Xuan" Xhan replied with a high sigh of relief, it was hard to believe such but he had to " and Weng Xing didn't know what the sword meant when his father had given the sword to him, yes! he cherished it and adored the sword. It has been kept hidden inside this pouch because someone wanted it badly after his death" he paused and his face fell immediately.

He stared at the long used sword before closing the pouch and hiding it inside his robes, he smiled sweetly at the confused humans in front of him knowing the next question asked. " Don't tell me he gifted the sword to you?" Liu Qu snapped out of his thoughts and Xhan nodded with a smile ....as he had expected " I concealed the sword with a spell to avoid suspicion and to protect the sword as my master wanted whenever I used the sword" he literally paused again before breaking into a grin " I will definitely keep it in the Treasury when we return".

" Weng Xing is your master?" Mo Bai asked still confused, how was a white cultivator a disciple of a black cultivator? he was really running haywire.

Long story boy... long story my dear.. hehehe.

Their curiosity was halted by an occultic cry and incantations inhaling from the outside, howls summoned the cries then drums were trailed behind. It was totally irritating the hell out of them as they all bent their heads to observe through the window and palms against their ears.

" Isn't that Yang, creator of demonic cultivation?" Xhan whispered with gasps running out of his mouth, they could also see swarms of Prids and few human beings which were familiar but you couldn't get the view of their faces. How absurb!

" This idiot still has disciples all these while, I think Jing Su wasn't the only behind the scenes" Liu Qu huffed as he clenched his fists glaring at a particular familiar figure " Li Yao, what is he doing here?" he inwardly cursed.