Won was currently cross legged on his bed. He had actually been saving Yuna's primordial Yin he collected when they both had their first time. He wanted to use it at an appropriate time. He was saving it for the reward for taming the beast on Sky Cleaved Mountain. Demon world. Yet keeping the Primordial Yin for such a long time was difficult, it was very quick to dissapear. Like sand in the wind. That was one of the reasons why Won couldn't allow any time to rest even though she was exhausted.
Thus without much option considered Yuna hadn't practiced Cultivation prior consider her bad latent talent in it, thus couldn't contain the Primordial Yang he used it to hurriedly increase her Cultivation.
Of course doing this was quite wasteful.
Yet there was nothing to be done, even Won with his Cultivation base had to take days off simply to contain the seemingly fast to dissapear Primordial Yin.
Thus Won's True Qi splashed out and coiled around the Primordial Yin. It looked as if a ball of mist containing a globe of water.
Won sighed as he finally finished, "It's unlucky that I only have the Pheonix Sutra and not the Dragon Sutra. With the Dragon Sutra I could have turned the Primordial Yin into Origin Yin like I managed to do with Yuna's Primordial Yang."
The Pheonix Sutra and Dragon Sutra were couple of rather powerful and well known Cultivation technique, yet it was rather rare aswell.
It was a Technique that taught one how to use and improve the Primordial Yang or Yin or their partner.
It was supposedly created by a extremely powerful couple who went by the name Dragon King and Pheonix Queen. They were rather open with their sexuality openly flirting in front of their enemies, earning the ire of the Buddhist sects even the Dharma Calling Sect one of the Nine Great Spirit sects, along with the Undeniable Righteous sect, a Confucius sect.
Supposedly they were chased down for their horrible ways that corrupted mortals and eventually dying.
Yet some say that they've seen the Pheonix Queen, yet she is significantly different. She no longer dresses scantily and preaches the Tao of sex. No she bears a great elegance unseen in normal women, her eyes shine like diamonds. Of course these are mere legends. The explanations they gave were truly too far fetched. The arrogant Dragon and Pheonix race descended from the Heavens and reprimanded the pair for their misuse of the name Dragon and Pheonix, yet seeing their honest hearts and true love they decided to teach them the true manner to be.
Won honestly didn't have much difficulty believing the first part. Dragons and Pheonixes were uncountably arrogant, such that they didn't recognize those with low level bloodlines or mixed blood. In fact they have been known to go on expeditions solely to kill any children of their race who have not only their blood but another races as well. They are definitely the type to go to the mortal realm to punish others for using their name.
Yet the latter seemed impossible. They were so arrogant and unbridled they wouldn't even count their feelings as a persons feelings, but a wild beasts. They'd definitely kill without much thought.
Although Won hadn't met many dragons and Pheonixes, with only Raiden and his master being dragons and Pheonixes yet rather casual. Yet you can't count them fully as dragons either.
Furthermore the True Dragon he fought, although prideful and venerable it wasn't arrogant.
Most likely the Dragon races and Pheonix races arrogance stems from their insecurities, most dragons and Pheonixes aren't even pure blooded anymore over time their bloodline deteriorated such that they can't even hold a candle to their ancestors.
That innate difficulty in understanding their distinction in ability and power must have sullied their souls.
Of course none of that mattered to Won, neither the couple's life or death, or the Dragons and Pheonixes.
Most important was the power of the Dragon and Pheonix sutras.
The Dragon Sutra could cause one to form an Innate Yin root in their head. This Yin vein will make your body fast and light like a ghost and immune to certain things like the cold and poison. Furthermore a incredibly strong technique called "Autumn calling spring" can then be used. Yet that was the side benefits the most important part was the effect it hand on the soul and one's mind.
With the soul as Yin and the Body as Yang, a total synchronization of the body and soul will happen. Although the degree of it isn't great and it isn't at all comparable to the legendary supreme body Innate perfect Yin Yang body it is still mighty.
Won closed his eyes in disappointment. He had unexpectedly found the Pheonix Sutra in the Grim Reapers Graveyard a long time ago, but had never come across the Dragon Sutra. Thus all he could do was help Yuna produce a Yang root in her heart, as well as transform slowly the Primordial Yang to Origin Yang.
Suddenly Won's eyes opened slowly. His slight smile that naturally sat on his face turned into a emotionless expression as he stood up and walked out. As soon as he opened the door several shadows descended.
In front of him were twenty men kowtowing. Their skin was in a multitudes of colors, from purple to red. With small horns growing from their heads, with some even having bone spurs propping out from various parts.
They said in unison while trembling, "We greet his Majesty."
A purple light flashed in Won's eyes and the men kowtowing began to shiver and shake.
Out of all these twenty men seven were especially important. Won had met them only a few days ago, they were the sect leaders of one of the Seven Great Immortal sects and four great demonic sects.
Won had learnt from Ozaris that demons had invaded human society, but to such a degree even shocked him.
Won asked his voice cold, "Is this all of you?"
The strongest one among them said, "Apart from us about thirty more are in the East, North and South all together. Yet it seems something is wrong with this world your majesty and we are unable to connect and reach our Home. At first although a bit difficult we could come and go and every ten years another demon would come. Yet about three hundred years ago the number lessened significantly and we would be able to see a new demon only every hundred years. Something is wrong with the connection with this world and others. It has reached the point even by sacrificing some of our ancestral blood we are unable to reach the divine Will in the Blood pool. We think some being is forcibly sealing up the world, yet that dosen't make sense considering how minor this world is."
Won's eyes flickered. His thoughts went to the time when he tried to shamanism back then. He remembered how the Heavens had sent down lightning to attack him. His brows furrowed. A something strange began to make him sweat a bit.
The demons they hesitated as if they didn't know whether to speak it or not.
Eventually one said, "Your majesty there is one more thing that is strange. Although in this minor worlds short time it hasn't produced any spectacular talents, there have been quite a few ascension's to Immortality. Yet ever since a man named The Fool appeared from the south sea, no man or woman has been able to ascend."
Won looked over and asked, "The Fool? Who is that?"
The demon said, "He was first seen rising from a bloodied sea that had suddenly sprung up. His skin was tattered like old leather and his hair grey like paper. He appeared to have good fortune and so many Cultivators present at the time tried to steal it. Yet he simply raised a finger and they all died. He went on to devastate the East and ever since then he hasn't shown up again and no Cultivator has reached beyond half Immortal."
Won's eyes flickered.
He asked, "Are you able to give any evidence the two are connected."
The demon replied, "Well at first we didn't notice anything because the level of Cultivators here wasn't anything worthy to talk about, but was in a 130 years ago... A person even we have to admit could cause waves in the demon world appeared. His martial arts were amazing and his Tao firm. Yet he couldn't survive the tribulation and died. Then were certain that something was wrong."
Won thought about it for a moment and discarded it. Although he had apprehension he couldn't really form a answer so he left it for later.
He looked over them, his look causing them to tremble unconsciously. It was not that Won was applying any pressure to them, this was just their natural reaction. To them Royals were comparable to Gods, they held supreme power.
Won waved his hand, "Hm. Very well. Contact Ozaris before you leave and make sure to control your sects."
They all knocked their heads on the ground and dissapeared.
Won touched his hair in consideration.
It seemed too frightening, as if he was wrapped up in the strings of someone from above.
With a sigh he left it alone. Regardless of other difficulties others had he doubted he would have such difficulties.
His hair was picked by the wind. Even though this seemed to not matter too much he felt as if somehow this was why he was given a chance. His master said he was given the system to protect this Universe from it's eventual fate.
Closing his eyes, they opened soon after with a blinding scalding ferocity.
"I don't care who is making moves in the background, but anyone dares mess with my people I shall make them suffer!"
Bellows of heat spat out.
From Won's nose two twin dragons of steam coiled out.
He dissapeared appearing before Yuna who was currently reading a book.
Won kissed her on the forehead and said, "I'll go do something. I'll be back."
Yuna nodded, "Come home quick."
Won nodded and dissapeared again.
Yuna silently stared out. Her hand slowly moved to her stomach where she gently touched it, a smile on her face.
...
A mountain stood in front of a winding river that stretched high into the sky with rolling clouds of mist. The mountain lacked a peak and instead was cleaved at the top, as if by a sword.
The moonlight fell sharply onto the mountain, and in the cloudless sky stars littered about like diamonds shining faintly, blinking, disappearing with each breath and reappearing. Gigantic trees lined around mountain like outstretched arms hugging the base. Some bore green leaves, some red, yet they all twisted and stretched like plum blossom trees. A thick floral scent assaulted the senses, and distorted one's body.
Even at night this mountain was not calm, occasionally a beast or two would pop out either walking along as if in search of prey or speeding along in fear.
Most notable were the wide variety of beasts. From animals like Owls and Tigers, to Elephants and even alligators. Such a great distinction in races could truly boggle the mind, although some animals thrived in such environments many also suffered a disadvantage as this wasn't their natural habitat.
Even more frightening and chilling was that even without a single dark cloud above, a loud echo spread out occasionally as if like Thunder. At first one would we shocked, but as they listened closely they would realize it was the snoring of some kind of beast.
A young man appeared not far away. His eye stared up. A sense of repetition passed along his eyes. Occasionally a sigh would escape and then a laugh as his expression became lost in thought.
The young man was obviously Won, he said aloud with a sigh, "Humans are naturally people who get lost in time. It's easy to understand, time is cold and without impression but Humans are warm and breathe. We are opposites who can't help attract. We look upon the opposing shore, smiling at the past and disdaining the future, We lost sight of the present. Even if my heart shattered and broke, reborn as a demon. I still long for time long since passed, I muse about the passing of winds and the changes of season. I wonder will in a thousand year, maybe a ten thousand year life will I continue to remember, or will I be so lost I shall splinter and tear."
Won remembered a poem his master had told him.
Everything is gone.
Whether it is sweet or bitter, there is no lasting.
Memories disappear in longevity, and the rest are regrets, but even those will disappear.
Plants that sprout in spring, animals that die in autumn.
Everything disappeared and was swallowed by the earth, but the air breathes life again.
The rain disperses the old things, but the new things are born out of its nourishment.
The raging fire left dark palm prints and even it disappeared.
Everything is gone.
Won closed his eyes lost in thought. It seemed often he would do that. Perhaps he was growing old.
A voice echoed soundlessly, "Forgetful little child."