Within a single night, the main branch of one of the biggest and most influential Clans was wiped out. The only survivor was the ten-year old daughter.

She had nearly nothing: no family, no money, no home, no cultivation talent... She was what they commonly called as "trash". Left only with the legacy of her ancestor, Ruan Xiaomen, she sets out to exact justice on her enemies.

Even a harmless rabbit has claws after all...



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Earth Immortals are cultivated from a blessed land,
Heaven Immortals move to and fro from the divine mountains.
I have a stalk of plum blossom, and I shall maraud the Will of the Heavens with it!

Black Plum Guild's situation instantly became dire as they needed to take on the BOSS and 100-something players at the same time. Fortunately, other than the MT, the Warriors of Black Plum Guild reacted fast enough and began protecting their Clerics and ranged players. Although they were still under attack by ranged enemies, they were still relatively safe. This, however, did not give Black Plum Guild any advantage. In the span of 10 seconds, quite a few of the guild's ranged players were dead.

Ye Ci's gaze returned to the Golden Treasure Chest, which had been successfully opened.

In the chest there was a lvl 30 blue grade Priest gauntlet that gave additional Divine damage when donneder. It was the perfect equipment for Priests with a damage dealing playstyle. There was also a decent Ranger's belt in the chest. Ye Ci would've equipped the belt if it were not for her Venomous Scorpion set. A skill book lay at the bottom of the chest.

It was a very old skill book that was made out of goat skin, with a totally unremarkable look. But when Ye Ci read what was written in the book, she was thoroughly surprised. It was a skill book for Disguise, a skill shared by Hunters, Rogues and Rangers, that allowed a player to blend in with his or her surroundings once the skill was activated. As long the player who cast Disguise did not move, he or she would not be discovered.

It was strange. This was the skill book that Ye Ci had been looking for. She had never expected to come across it here. She literally found it by sheer luck after searching for it far and wide.

Without much thought, Ye Ci clasped her hands together and used the skill book. She then turned around and prepared to leave.

Most of the monsters in the area had already been cleared away. Even those that had respawned were killed off almost instantly when they were caught in the crossfire between the two guilds. Ye Ci calmly made her way towards the crowd. As long as she did not attack any of them, her status would appear green, and nobody would attack her, there would not be a problem.

As expected, Ye Ci was able to wade through the scene of the battle unscathed, and she then entered Stealth again. Ye Ci spared a glance backwards, noting that the Black Plum Guild was already at a disadvantage. Most of their players were dead, while the ones who were still alive had to fight against the BOSS while fending off attacks from their enemies. They were on the verge of defeat.

By that time, the main force of their enemy had started to shift their attacks onto Dorian. Despite losing quite a few of their players, they were better off than the Black Plum Guild. Dorian, that was firmly under their control, had only 3% of her HP left.

After a brief moment of consideration, Ye Ci sent a message to Fluttering Red Feather, "Add me into your party, I'll steal the last hit of the BOSS for you."

Fluttering Red Feather immediately replied, "Who the hell are you?"

"Not an enemy." Ye Ci answered truthfully.

Not questioning Ye Ci's answer, Fluttering Red Feather said, "You've hidden your name, I can't add you. You have to apply to join the party."

Without much delay, Ye Ci immediately sent a party request which was immediately accepted by Fluttering Red Feather. Due to Ye Ci's name, the only details he could see about Ye Ci was ***. Of course, it was also due to the fact that he was not of the same continent as Ye Ci. If they were from the same continent, he would be able to immediately see Ye Ci's name.

After joining the party, Ye Ci headed straight for the crowd that was locked in battle. She felt awkward herself. Even she did not know why she was helping Fluttering Red Feather out. She had thought it out before joining the fray, but was unable to come up with an answer. She simply dismissed it as her conscience trying to repay Black Plum Guild after making so much money off of them in her past life.

Ye Ci immediately summoned Ol' Four after charging into the crowd. Although, Ol' Four's Loyalty points were not high, Ye Ci's exceptional treatment had greatly improved its mood, making it much more willing to obey her commands. Despite being lvl 1, Ol' Four was still an Epic-tier monster, and its ability to wreak havoc was not something that could be looked down upon.

On Ye Ci's command, Ol' Four charged eagerly at Dorian. Stampede, Tearing Bite, Tail Whip and Tremor caused Dorian's HP to plunge further while dealing varying amounts of damage to the players who did not belong to the Black Plum Guild. Tremor, which came with a Stunning effect, was especially devastating. Although quite a few of the enemy players were immune to the Stun due to the level penalty, a significant number of them were affected by the skill.

Ye Ci was struck speechless. Ol' Four was simply too ferocious. It was a shame that he was still at lvl 1. If only he was at the same level as her. She wouldn't have the need to lift a finger. Ol' Four alone would be enough to take care of all the players.

The members of Black Plum Guild were no newbies. They were experienced veterans… They were quick to adapt to the sudden turn of events and focused their attacks on the enemy players who were Stunned. Within seconds, they'd managed to kill a large number of them.

Ye Ci's main objective was still Dorian, and of course she needed to constantly heal Ol' Four at the same time. She was hidden in the midst of Black Plum Guild players so that the enemy could not locate Ol' Four's owner. The situation was entirely different for Ol' Four. The moment the players around it spotted such a terrifying pet, they focused their attacks on Ol' Four, and its HP dropped rapidly.

Ye Ci was forced to heal Ol' Four non stop and eventually dismiss it. Its Loyalty points were still too low. If it died then and there, it would definitely run away.

The enemy players shifted their attacks back to Dorian once Ol' Four had disappeared. Ye Ci did the same as well. There was nothing flashy about it; It was a contest of damage output.

Ye Ci boosted her attack with potions and scrolls, and immediately began to attack Dorian. Positioning was no longer an issue. With so many players dead on both sides, the only thing that mattered was to slay Dorian. It had very little HP left anyways.

Fluttering Red Feather had been taking note of Ye Ci's damage output the moment she joined the party. He was shocked by the amount of damage that she could dish out. It was way higher than what he had expected.

Ye Ci's assistance in the battle turned the tables around for Black Plum Family. They were able to stabilize the situation in both their PvE and PvP frontiers.

Dorian's HP was becoming lower and lower. By the time it had only 0.2% of its HP left, Ye Ci immediately re-summoned Ol' Four. Like hell she would miss this chance to get experience points for Ol' Four, surely it was easier than her having to kill monsters on her own, yes?

Dorian let out a sorrowful screech shortly after Ol' Four appeared, "This will not end well for you! The God of Warsong will curse you!" Then she dropped dead, turning into a huge amount of experience points in the experience gauge of the Black Plum Guild players.

The battle, however, raged on.

The enemy guild flew into a rage. They were so close to succeeding, but a sudden setback turned things around, causing them to lose Dorian's First Blood to Black Plum Guild. Their fallen members had already suffered great losses in experience points. Wasn't it a total loss for them if they gave up just like that? Black Plum Guild, of course, would not back down when their opponents had obviously chosen not to do so.

That was why the battle raged on.

It raged on despite the system announcement, "Congratulations to Black Plum Guild for achieving First Blood on the lvl 35 Elite Field BOSS Warsong Priestess Dorian. Rewards: Guild prestige points x800, Gale City Prestige points x5000, Gold coins x3000. Let us remember their names!"

"Congratulations Fluttering Red Feather for defeating Warsong Priestess Dorian, Rewards: Gale City prestige points x300, Talent Points x3."

...

"Congratulations *** for defeating Warsong Priestess Dorian, Rewards: Gale City prestige points x300, Talent Points x2."

...

Ye Ci was very pleased. She had only joined the battle at its end, but she was able to reap the rewards as well. And when a person was pleased, they would have extraordinary performance.

At this point, Ye Ci's Multi Arrow could fire 5 arrows at a time, and her Random Shot had already reached lvl 2. She had never truly test out the firepower of her abilities. But when such a good opportunity presented itself, she would not hold herself back. She raise her crossbow and attacked. Countless purplish arrows showered down from the sky, and a sea of red damage figures appeared.

Truth to be told, it was a magnificent sight.

It was not a good day for the enemy.

They could've easily won. If only Ye Ci had not decided to head out to catch a pet, if only Ye Ci did not run into Half-eyed Garrison, if only Ye Ci was killed by Garrison, if only Ye Ci did not fall down the Burning Crevice, if only Ye Ci did not climb up from the crevice, if only Ye Ci did not overhear the conversation…

The moral of the story was: The wall have ears. This was a conclusion that had been passed down through the ages.

The battle was a hard-fought one, with both sides suffering horrendous losses. There was only a few surviving members of Black Plum Guild by the time it was over. Ye Ci left the party and was about to leave when she was stopped by Fluttering Red Feather, "Wait up."

Ye Ci glanced at him, "What is it?"

Heh, it was such a familiar face. Ye Ci couldn't help but be reminded of her cooperation with the person in her last life.

Fluttering Red Feather scratched his head. He had wanted to say something, but was unsure of how to express himself. He the decided against it and said with a smile, "I don't know your name."

Ye Ci narrowed her eyes without answering. After a short pause, she sent him a friend request.

Fluttering Red Feather was shocked when he saw her name, "You are…"

Ye Ci held up a hand, and Fluttering Red Feather was able to understand what she meant. He chuckled, "I should've known. Not many could obtain Random Shot at this stage of the game."

"See ya." Ye Ci summoned her little red horse and smiled at him, bidding him farewell.

"Are you going to Gale City? Our guild encampment is in the city." Fluttering Red Feather summoned a horse as well, after giving orders to his guild members to revive in the city, intending to ride back to the city along with Ye Ci. He could've used a city recalling stone like he ordered his surviving guild members to do, but he chose not to.

At this point, Ye Ci knew that there was something that he wanted to discuss with her. Fluttering Red Feather was a person who would never give up before he could get the answers to the questions he needed answers too, and Ye Ci knew that. She did not want to receive mail from this person in the future asking about all sorts of things. Might as well get things sorted out right now.

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Finally, after a few minutes, the slime freed Alex's face and transformed back into the ball shape with two beady black eyes that were as dark as the abyss. 
"Plum~! Plum~!"
"I guess, I'm also happy and delighted to meet you too." As if Alex understood the language of the organism in front of him, he answered back. 
Spirit beasts are highly intelligent beings just like humans the moment they are born into this world but rarely there is a spirit beast with intelligence comparable to a child.
"Plum~!"
"Yeah, I'm fine now. Thanks to you." Alex reached out his hand to pat it on the head. It was like patting a water balloon or jello with a highly fluid and creamy texture.
"Plum~! Plu~! Plum~!" 
"Haha! Fine, I will pat you like this whenever you want me too." Alex played some more with the Slime Spirit and while doing that he also examined its body very closely. 
"It's very rare to find Spirit beast that is not arrogant. You got lucky this time." The heavenly Spirit appeared behind Alex as he was in the middle of remolding the slime into different shapes.
"I was waiting for you to come out. Why hadn't you told me before that something like this was gonna happen? You know how dangerous that was. I was this close to raping those two sisters, not to mention I might have lost my life. And care to explain, what exactly happened to me, I still don't understand." Alex was quite mad at her for not revealing something so important that it could have costed his life.
"... Do you remember that time when you felt something come out of the Heavenly book and slam into you, well you were not hallucinating on that day. The thing that your body absorbed on that day was a special inheritance given by the Book to its contractor. It's the Bloodline of a sacred species that is unique to this universe. What happened yesterday is because of that bloodline awakening. Without a strong soul, a normal human would not have been able to withstand that process."
"One of the advantages of binding your soul with a Spirit Beast's is that it not only nourishes your soul but also strengthens it quite a lot, just like a soul stone. Thas why I told you to find one as quickly as possible. I thought it would have taken another year or possibly more than that for your bloodline to awaken so you had enough time to find one but I guess I was wrong. Fortunately, you were near enough to this little spirit beast for me sense its existence or you really might have died by exploding."
Alex: "..."
"Look, I know I made a terrible mistake but there is more than one bloodline in you other than the Human, and the one you awakened yesterday. It was something I didn't take into account so I can only apologize to you."
"Wait for a second, you said there are more than one foreign bloodlines in me." Alex was pretty shocked with the near-death experience in which he had zero control but knowing that his body housed two different bloodlines was really hard to take in.
"Yes, but that's not something I'm allowed to answer. Its too soon for you to know. When the times comes someone else will explain it to you about it, so have patience. And just so you know, the third bloodline is still lying dormant but its awakening won't be as harsh as the one you had yesterday. But it would be better for you to get stronger as soon as possible." The moment she said that her figure vanished before Alex could ask her more questions.
"Dammit, someday I'm really going to... wait a minute, did she just say the word yesterday. Fuck me!" Alex exclaimed as he turned to look at the slimy spirit beast for an answer.
"Plum~!" Yes, came the answer.
"Fuck, a whole day has gone by. I need to get back to Ciera and her little sister." Alex immediately exited his soul space and opened his eyes to the view of the chamber and the statues again. He will have to think about punishing the heavenly spirit some other day, for now, he needs to get back to the lake and get them out of that place.
The Slime Spirit constantly sent sounds into Alex's soul space to request him to let it out when he exited his soul space. It took him a few seconds but Alex was able to let the spirit beast also exit his soul space.
Being able to step outside for the first time, the Slime Spirit clearly looked very excited. It jiggled and jumped like a jumping bean from one place to another.
"Plum~!"
The feeling of freedom that the spirit beast was experiencing was transferred directly to Alex's soul, enabling him to know exactly what it feeling.
The connection between the two of them was different than the one Alex had with the puppets. It was more direct because the book didn't come in between.
For a moment Alex thought he was the spirit beast himself extending tentacles out from his body and swinging around the statues like the Slime was doing right now but just as he had that thought, something really weird happened. 
Alex felt an odd sensation of something growing out from behind his back. Alex had full control of it just like his arm and when Alex turned his face behind to check whether he was hallucinating or not, he was left mouth agape and eyes wide open.
...
Outside the massive gates of the Ruins.
Alex stood at its entrance. On his shoulder, sat a glob of orange and black colored spirit beast that anyone would find cute the first time they see it. 
"Shall we head out, Plum?" Alex asked.
"Plum~!"
"Haha~, hold tight then. Its gonna get a little bumpy."
"Plu~ Plum~!"
"Yeah, Yeah, there nothing in this world that can escape your grip so falling down from my shoulder is impossible. Let's go, we got two chicks to save." Alex teased the spirit beast that he named after the sound it makes while speaking, Plum.
"Plum~!"
*Zip~~!*
Only dust was left blowing in the place where Alex stood after he vanished into thin air.
The four Demon Beasts at the Peak stage of Rank 1 were nowhere in sight when Alex came out of the chamber and made his way back to the entrance. Maybe, they had already dispersed yesterday after fighting with each other, not that Alex cared.
As Alex was going back, he came across many Demon Beast that made up the Demon Beast Horde yesterday. Since those four Demon Beast had stopped fighting, it was natural that the weaker ones would come back to live in their natural habitat and territories.
It as already past noon when Alex reached back to the lake.
"Plum, do you mind taking a dip inside the water with me," Alex said as he removed his shirt before placing it into his inventory.
Alex's spiritual sense has been running all this time. So he already knew the girls were safe and sound inside the pocket cave. 


Intelligence without Ambition is a bird without wings.

Alex, who was from a military family background reincarnated to a medieval cultivation world due to the carelessness of an [Electrician] and was [killed] by an electric shock or did he?

How would he survive there?

Let's find out with him in his Adventures.

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Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu had been the focus of people's attention for a long time, and it was even more so that day, as many of them had heard of the news that Jing Jiu was to challenge Tong Yan in the chess tournament.
The gazes that were fixated on Jing Jiu consisted of various emotions; some were filled with mockery, perhaps thinking that he had overestimated his own ability, some were sympathetic, and others were worried.
If people's gazes could actually emit light, Jing Jiu would have been brightened by all their looks.
Zhao Layue recalled what Jing Jiu had said before—the sun was mentioned in that statement.
The four of them walked towards the deep end of the Chess Board Mountain under the countless gazes.
Se Se chitchatted with Zhao Layue while holding her hand. Zhao Layue wasn't the talkative type, so she responded only once in a while; but Se Se still liked talking to her, nonstop.
Big Sister Cui of the Hanging-Bell Sect explained to Jing Jiu apologetically, "The young lady doesn't have many people to talk to in the sect."
Jing Jiu nodded and said, "These two are perhaps congenial friends."
Big Sister Cui gave a thankful smile, and then asked out of concern, "Which pavilion are you going to choose?"
"I don't understand what you mean," Jing Jiu said.
Big Sister Cui was somewhat surprised, thinking that you hadn't even prepared yourself in advance, even though you were to challenge Tong Yan at the Plum Meeting, but at least you should have learned the rules of the chess tournament.
The rules of the chess tournament at the Plum Meeting were quite simple. The pavilions in the mountain were the arenas of the chess games. The Cultivation practitioners registered in the chess tournament could pick a pavilion at will and sit in them, waiting for others to come in and challenge them, or they could go to others' pavilions to challenge them instead.
As there could be only one winner of the chess tournament, it wasn't important how many opponents you could defeat, or who your opponents were.
Having heard their conversation, Zhao Layue asked, "What if nobody goes to the pavilion to challenge that person sitting in it?"
"The host of the Plum Meeting will close the pavilions before and after each round of chess games, to ensure that every participant has an opponent."
Se Se said with a sly grin, "Then you should just choose the worst players to play with and play as slowly as possible till the final games. I think doing so can save a lot of energy."
One could indeed play fewer games by doing so, and this method wasn't against the rules either; but it was kind of embarrassing for anyone to play this way.
Big Sister Cui said with a smile, "Playing chess is an elegant thing, and many masters and legends of the old generation are watching. Who can afford such a disgrace?"
"If you don't take the advantage that is there for you to grab, you are not a gentleman but an idiot," said Se Se while curling her lips.
…
…
Choosing a pavilion was a delicate matter for those participants in the chess tournament at the Plum Meeting.
For instance, the Cultivation practitioners who believed that they had an unyielding Dao Heart would prefer a pavilion close to the waterfalls. They wouldn't be affected by the noise of the waterfalls, but their opponent might not have had the same steadfast Dao Heart as they did.
No matter how Se Se thought about it, the majority of the Cultivation practitioners and mortals considered playing chess to be an elegant thing, even more so than calligraphy, painting and zither. When the Cultivation practitioners in the chess tournament chose their pavilions, they were more likely to take the environment of the pavilion into consideration, like whether or not a pavilion had the certain elegant elements they sought, such as the shadows of bamboo or the sounds of pine trees rustling.
The Chess Board Mountain was protected by the formations, so it was shielded from rain and snow, and ice and frost. Regardless of how strong the wind was before it entered the mountains, it would turn into a gentle breeze after entering. The spectators could walk anywhere they fancied in the midst of the gentle breeze and the chirping sounds of the birds, and they could watch any chess game at will. Except for the rule that they couldn't speak to disturb the chess games, there was no limitation on their freedom. They could even drink alcohol if they wished to. Roaming in the mountains and among the pavilions felt like water flowing in a stream, free and delightful.
Which pavilion would Jing Jiu choose?
Both Se Se and Big Sister Cui were curious about this, as well as the Cultivation practitioners watching Jing Jiu in the distance.
Zhao Layue thought to herself that he would probably choose a pavilion full of sunlight.
Jing Jiu led the other three through the bamboo and pine forests, passed waterfalls, and kept going to the inside of the mountain. They encountered some people on their way.
The disciples of the sects that were on good terms with the Green Mountain Sect approached them hurriedly to greet in courtesy, and the disciples of the smaller sects in the south greeted them with even more reverence.
The disciples of the sects friendly with the West Ocean Sword Sect and the Kunglung Sect cupped their hands in a careless manner and had sneering expressions.
Those who were friends of the Center Sect were calm on the surface, but their eyes were not so pleasant when they looked at Jing Jiu and his cohorts, as the hints of mockery and ridicule in their expressions were too obvious to miss.
…
…
"I'm not happy."
It was nonchalant on Zhao Layue's face, but her eye's expression was a bit chilly.
"Why?"
Jing Jiu didn't understand why she became upset simply because of others' mockery and negligence.
He believed that Zhao Layue was the same as he was.
So he failed to understand why she was unhappy.
"I know you can win, but I'm the only one who knows you will win, so I don't like it," said Zhao Layue.
Jing Jiu pressed, "Could you describe that more precisely?"
Zhao Layue thought about it before saying, "It's not 'walking in the dark night with an embroidered cloth on', and not another saying either. Anyway I can't find the right words to describe it."
Se Se commented wryly, "It looks like your emotions are quite complicated."
Listening to the conversation by the side, Big Sister Cui thought that the Cultivation friends of the Green Mountain Sect were really naïve about the regular affairs as they were focused on practicing the Cultivation.
It wasn't as easy to win first place in the chess tournament of the Plum Meeting as he thought.
Jing Jiu had to win at least five or six games, based on the probability, to eventually encounter that young master Tong Yan, to say nothing of defeating him.
The problem was, could he win?
Though Jing Jiu had won first place in the chess tournament at the Four-Seas Banquet, how could the Four-Seas Banquet compare to the Plum Meeting? In the eyes of many Cultivation practitioners, the Four-Seas Banquet was merely an inferior copy of the Plum Meeting by those newly renowned individuals of the Western Ocean. The Cultivation sects with the true profoundness had seldom sent their disciples to the Four-Seas Banquet, and as for the outcomes…
The previous chess tournament winners at the Four-Seas Banquet had often failed to get in the top thirty at the Plum Meeting.
Big Sister Cui was worried that Jing Jiu didn't know about these facts, so she wanted to remind him that besides Tong Yan, there would be many others at the Plum Meeting hard for him to defeat.
At the moment, they had passed by a patch of wild flowers and come to a clearing amid the cliffs, where a few pavilions were sparsely situated. For some unknown reason, fewer people were present here, giving out a desolate feeling.
Big Sister Cui introduced someone to Jing Jiu, "She is Queniang, a disciple of the third generation of the Mirror Sect, and she has inherited the chess method of the Grand Scholar He of the previous imperial court."
A round-faced young woman stood in front of the pavilion, with a peaceful bearing. The sparse freckles on her face accentuated an aura of cleverness as well as loveliness.
She greeted Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue in courtesy with a gentle grin, "Greetings, two senior masters."
The relationship between the Mirror Sect and the Green Mountain Sect was quite friendly, so Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue nodded to return the greeting.
The four of them walked on. A scholar stood in front of a pavilion ahead.
The scholar wore an old robe that appeared white after too many times of washing, and he held a book in his hand, reading it silently while bobbing his head. The book could be either a collection of the chess playing records or a script.
Big Sister Cui said in a hushed voice, "He is a disciple of the One-Cottage House, named Shang Jiulou. He has a very high level of chess playing. He lost only three squares to Tong Yan at the last Plum Meeting."
Hearing footsteps, the scholar lifted his head and said, "I have chosen this pavilion already. You people should go somewhere else."
His words were harsh and cold. The group would get even more enraged if they didn't see his rather numb expression.
Se Se barked, "Why would you say that? As a matter of fact, we can challenge you if we want."
The scholar responded after glancing at Jing Jiu once, "If you would like to lose and go back to the Green Mountain early, then go ahead."
"That's right."
A frivolous voice burst out not far away.
The voice came from a pavilion in front, and there was a large tree right in front of the pavilion blocking the sunlight; so the pavilion appeared shadowy and tranquil.
A young man with a tender face stood in front of the pavilion, and he said to Jing Jiu with a tone of mockery, "We've heard that you are to challenge Tong Yan, so we found and read your playing records. They are really terrible to look at. If you want to be alive a bit longer today, you'd better not stay around here. The further away from us, the better. Otherwise, your defeat will be even more terrible than the way you play Go."


I am the sword.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!
I am the sword, the sword is me,
On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.

Once he was out of the gardens, there was one person who stood idly by. It was someone Shen Lian knew, it was Shen Ruoxi.
Even though Shen Lian did not return to the Shen residence often, his power and influence grew with his every return. Even Shen Qingshi and Shen Qingsan treats him courteously without them knowing.
It was not that Shen Lian was harsh, but when a person's position and influence increases, the way other people see him would be different.
Shen Ruoxi, who was prejudiced towards Shen Lian in the beginning and later understood the things about Shen Lian personally and even developed an understanding of Jianghu, had a kind of unexplainable and complicated admiration for him instead.
She still did not know that it was Shen Lian who rescued her from that dreamscape. So much time had passed after all, even if there were some recollections of it, it was later all a blur.
Even more, she did not know the beginning, nor the end.
"Ruoxi, were you waiting for me?" Shen Lian proactively greeted her. Shen Ruoxi was already 16 years old. She was at her best age, she stood gracefully, erect like a bouquet of lotus flower.
"I was about to enter when grandpa dismissed his attendee, so I just waited for you out here." Shen Ruoxi bit her lower lips lightly, the young female's fragrance wafted amongst the peaceful silence of the two people.
In Shen Lian eyes, even when Shen Ruoxi's skin was very tender, he still could see the flaws on it. She was not as perfect as Xin Shisiniang but she felt more real.
Furthermore, Shen Lian did not have a younger sister in his previous life since his generation was during the single-child policy. He craved for a sibling.
Ultimately, there was an unbreakable blood bond in this world and Shen Lian had eventually thought of her as his younger sister, which was a complete opposite when he first came back to the Shen family.
"Is there anything?" Shen Lian did not beat around the bushes, he was about to embark on the path of cultivation to attain immortality and there was a chance that he would not be able to return to this life. If Shen Ruoxi had any requests, he would do all he could to help her.
"I thought of holding a plum flower appreciation and poetry gathering." Shen Ruoxi lifted herself on her heels. As she ages, she becomes more ladylike and gentle.
"Just do it, plus, second uncle will not forbid you from holding a poetry gathering." Shen Lian smiled.
"You know I am not as well versed as you even back then, can you help me with a poem?" Shen Ruoxi tugged on Shen Lian's sleeve.
"I'm afraid I am not good enough and would embarrass you," Shen Lian shook his head.
"There's no such thing. If you were serious, it would definitely have an edge over the others." Shen Ruoxi almost wanted to hug Shen Lian's arm and shake it.
Lately, she had sneakily read many chivalric stories and she was able to simply use phrases such as having an edge over others.
"I definitely cannot come up with poetry by myself but I can help you copy a poem from someone else. I can guarantee that no one would find out," Shen Lian casually said.
"Really?" Shen Ruoxi's face showed her suspicion, as though saying that he should not cheat her just because she did not read much.
"Nope. You can choose to believe it or not." Shen Lian lifted his foot and was about to leave.
"Alright, I believe you. Don't think I don't know you have a photographic memory. It should be enough to deceive them with a less notable poem." Shen Ruoxi experienced Shen Lian's superb memory by accident one time. Last year, while she was studying on the mat at home, her tutor gave her a question and she could not answer so she had to look through the books for it and copy it 100 times. Coincidentally, Shen Lian came back on that day.
Shen Lian used a martial arts skill that allowed him to teleport his voice to her, telling her that it was in which book, which page and which row.
It was impossible for Shen Lian to have known first hand because the tutor gave her the question spontaneously.
This showed that just how superbly good Shen Lian memory was.
The Shen family was not a scholarly prominent family, but there was no collection of books in the State Capital of Qing that was as vast as the Shen family's.
Shen Ruoxi knew that sometimes, Shen Lian would go to the places where the books were kept and stay there, it was not a surprise for him to see a less notable poem and remember it.
Of course, it was impossible for Shen Ruoxi to know that Shen Lian did not spend too much time to remember every kept book, he also knew much strange news and weird occurrences that others did not know.
"Listen carefully, I am only going to say it once." Shen Lian patted Shen Ruoxi on the head.
"Don't make it too long, or else I cannot remember it."
"It's very short."
"Then quickly tell me."
Shen Lian was very well read. It was just that the even if the source of the poetry from this world was really remote, there was bound to be someone who knew about it.
The poetry he was about to give to Shen Ruoxi was from planet Earth.
The cultural background of the two worlds was quite similar and so the form of it was also the same.
There was one poem about plum blossoms that he had read flashed through, Shen Lian chose that and recited:
"The plum blossoms thrive in the wintery forest,
Not mingling with the plums and peaches to be reduced to secular;
Suddenly, the refreshing fragrance permeates through the night,
It scattered became the new spring of the world."
Shen Lian's inner Qi was sufficient. Even though he was humming, there was an air of artistic talent around him.
The words used in this poem was not really elegant, the origination of it was high and the concept was brilliant. It was actually fitting to Shen Lian's qualities and it also coincided with him.
Ending on a breath, Shen Lian felt the meeting of his mind and senses, the long-stagnant checkpoint was actually loosening slightly.
"This poem won't do." Shen Ruoxi uttered.
"Why?"
"This poem is so good that other people probably knew about it long ago. If you ask me to present it, then I would just be embarrassing myself." Shen Ruoxi was shocked and troubled. It would be great that this poem by Shen Ruoxi was above average but the thing was, this poem was easily understood, the rhyme was skillful, it was definitely well known. Which meant it would easy for people to see through it.
"If you believe me, then use it. If you do not believe me, then think of something yourself."
"Fine, I'll just say you were the one who wrote this. If it gets exposed, the ugly one would be you," Shen Ruoxi humphed.
"I actually wished someone could expose it," Shen Lian thought to himself. Shen Ruoxi reminded him that the poem with five characters by Wang Chongyang used by Ling Chongxiao during his storytelling was probably not from this world.
He wondered what secrets and wonders were in it.
Time flew by really quickly and it was the fifteenth already. The weather, however, was not good. The skies were clear for two days before a wave of cold air came by.
There was no star or no moon, only the lights on the ground were illuminating.
The lights of the Qielan temple was of course very bright like the day.
The second time Shen Lian encountered Xin Shisiniang was inside the yard of the Qielan temple of the Qielan Mountain.
The lights were dense and it flowed from the door like flowing water. Blending with the icy snow, it was translucent like water.
A sparse and horizontal plum blossom flower, a beautiful captivating young lady.
The light yellow flower, the dark red dress.
"With you here, I do not know whether to look at the flower or look at the person." Shen Lian had a smile on his face. He was relaxed being in this temple in the deep mountains on this starless, moonless night.
"Firstly, I am not human. Secondly, the flowers are not as beautiful as I am. Young Master Shen is really clumsy with his words," Xin Shisiniang laughed brazenly.
"The plum blossom is proud, the snow is beautiful, both are deserving of being admired, revered and loved. It is also meant to be put in sight, for me, there is no comparison."
"I've met Ye Liuyun before and felt that he was not as good as you, but now I feel like you're not as good as him." Xin Shisiniang bent her finger and flicked the plum blossom flowers. The branches swayed and the shadows against each other.
"Oh, why is that so?" Shen Lian asked at the right time.
"He is not blind after all."
Shen Lian gave a good chuckle and said, "You are the only lady that is most interesting amongst all that I've met in my life."
"But you're not so interesting, you're like an old man. Where is the present you promised me?" Xin Shisiniang extended both her hands, her demeanor showed that either he gave her what she wanted or he could not cross over.


What is a Daoist Master? One that is imageless in ten directions and vanishes in the six paths; unrestrained by the three realms and the five elements.                                                                                                                                           
After a day at the clinic, Dr. Li Feng met with an accident on his way home. When he regained consciousness, Li Feng found himself in the body of a weak teenage boy who was born out of wedlock, Shen Lian. Who was the father? The mother would not tell. A scripture he found among his mother’s remnants was the only thing he knew about his father.                                                                                                    
The mother came from a wealthy and well known family. When Shen Lian was recalled back to the Shen family, he was entitled for part of the grandfather’s inheritance and businesses. Despite the grand value, Shen Lian did not take a cent with him when he decided to leave the family. Why would he leave this comfortable life behind?                                      
His journey with this new identity brought him into this new world as he travelled between realms in search of knowledge to improve his Daoist skills. As he conquered trial after trial, would he become the chosen one? Will he succeed in becoming the Daoist Master? Only time will tell.

Fan Sizhe then said arrogantly, "This is only a meager amount of money. After that last batch, you should write another 70 or 80 books, except this time you must plan carefully and make a limited edition. Afterwards, you could auction it off to the highest bidder at your own pace. Whoever wants to see the ending, to see whether or not Miss Duo got married to Second Master Bao, they must obediently offer up their silver."
Fan Xian twisted Fan Sizhe’s ear hard and scolded him. "Like hell Miss Duo and Second Master Bao are getting married! You’ve never even read a book, and now you’re talking about selling them?"
Fan Sizhe complained. "The one you sold yesterday in the streets—I asked Ruoruo for it after we got back. It’s just that… after reading a few words, the book wasn’t very exciting, so I fell asleep." This little Master Fan, who only cared for money, really couldn’t figure out why all the women in the capital were captivated by something as boring as that book.
"Fine, I won’t argue over this anymore." Fan Xian said helplessly. "These kinds of things are complicated. You’re still a little kid. You still have to get in a school and get an education. You don’t have time for this. Better wait a few years."
"A few years? What about striking while the iron’s hot?" Fan Sizhe yelled out in surprise.
"What are you going to do about it? You’re still a son of the Fan household. If you really want to cast away your background to start a business, could you hide it from Lady Liu and father? They would skin you alive, so you’d better watch out."
Fan Sizhe expressed his pain. "I know; which is why I’ve decided to borrow a shopkeeper from Qingyu Hall to man the front while I hide behind the scenes."
Fan Xian was very surprised. Other than being unruly and arrogant, this young boy standing before him had such talent in doing business. He just thought up the role of a manager, and with the surge in mood, casually dropped the name of Qingyu Hall.
Seeing the child’s determination, Fan Xian sighed. He took out his savings from the past few years, along with the money his younger sister had offered out of respect, and handed it over to Fan Sizhe. Fan Xian instructed Fan Sizhe to go slow and discuss with those freeloaders first; after all, their continuing to leech off the Fan household was simply improper.
Fan Sizhe burst out grinning as he counted the money and discovered his brother had quite a lot. Adding to the amount he had saved up, the initial funding should be more or less covered.
Fan Xian didn’t say anything else, but he told Fan Sizhe to take caution. "Building a relationship with the higher-ups while pressing down on the commoners at the bottom will only work if you flaunt your dad’s name, so you’ll be better off being more generous to others."
"Where did that come from?" Fan Sizhe then said maliciously, "Bribes come naturally. If you ever get a high-ranking position, they’ll eventually pay it all back."
Fan Xian almost split his sides in laughter, so he hurriedly opened the door and left. He always thought silver coins had a distinct aroma, and today he learned how pungent the stench of copper coins could be.
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At full noon, the sun burned intensely; the trees on both sides of the road hung their limp branches, unable to provide soothing shelter for the poor travelers.
Fan Xian was on the roadside with a bowl of plum juice, taking small sips. He knew drinking too fast would not quench his thirst; not to mention that it would give him an upset stomach. The chirping of the cicadas greatly annoyed him. "What month is this? Spring hasn’t passed yet, and summer is trying to squeeze in"
The Temple of Qing in the distance appeared extra dignified under the sunlight, which seemed to have dried off some of the temple’s original elegance. With its round tiles glistening, the temple painted a very holy scene.
The Temple of Qing was receiving more people than it was the day before. From time to time, people would go in to offer their prayers. Fan Xian was curious: why was the place so desolate when he went yesterday? Of course, there was no way he would know that when the valued guest was on a half-day break, both sides of the road were made off-limits. And the reason Fan Xian could still walk up to the gate and have a bout with that skilled opponent was all because of someone’s secret plan. 
Wu Zhu truly indulged him, letting him drink and do whatever he wanted. Even a minor thing like visiting the temple resulted in Wu Zhu knocking out so many guards.
Fan Xian had no idea what a mess he had caused on the previous day as he sat on a bench sipping plum juice. He crossed his legs and waited for that girl.
There was a room close to the temple. Sunlight couldn’t get in, making the inside slightly cooler. Gong Dian sat on a chair while adjusting his breathing, enabling him to enter an optimal state.
He was on guard duty the night before, but this morning he did not return to the manor. Instead, he came to the temple, because the more he thought about Fan Xian’s appearance at the temple, the stranger it seemed. The lackeys of his subordinates were all knocked out at around the same time by someone with the skills of a grandmaster. Could that be connected to the youth entering the temple?
Somehow, Gong Dian knew that the youth would show up again that day. Perhaps that skilled grandmaster would also come.
That was the intuition of someone who had obtained significant skill. While not necessarily infallible, it was worth betting on. But that damned Eunuch Hong wouldn’t believe him and kept on single-mindedly investigating the guards. Because of that, Gong Dian had come alone.
He sat quietly in the room, staring through a narrow crack below, his cold eyes on the entrance of the temple.
Outside, Fan Xian finally had enough of getting roasted under the sun. He finished the rest of his drink in one go, undid two buttons on his shirt, and walked towards the temple.
Fan Xian’s footsteps were getting closer.
Gong Dian appeared to have heard something. He frowned slightly.
...
...
Under the sun, the stone slabs felt hot under Fan Xian’s feet. He seemed to despise this feeling, and took a step back.
He then buttoned up his shirt and turned around, smiling. He returned to the stand selling plum juice and asked for another bowl. As he drank slowly, he casually wandered away from the temple until he reached the waiting carriage. Letting out a sigh of relief, he yelled, "Back to the manor, quickly!"
Teng Zijing gave Fan Xian an intrigued look, having discovered that the young master was completely expressionless.
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Gong Dian was still staring with an icy expression. As he heard the footsteps getting further and further away, his eyes flashed. He was about to stand up when he felt a chill wind behind him. His neck was cold.
It was late spring. The weather was sweltering, and yet Gong Dian had just broken out in a cold sweat.
His hands were flat over his knees. His fingernails were neatly trimmed. His blade, which had a simple design, but was sharp without equal, lay about ten meters away.
He dared not draw his blade, however.
Because he could feel the person behind him was stronger and faster than him.


A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

Looking at one side of the room, a long rectangular table was placed there. The long table faced the doorway and sitting behind the table was a middle-aged man dressed in the robes of a scholar. This middle-aged man did not pay attention to the people entering the house. He held an emerald green brush in his hand and continued to sketch on a piece of paper where a few plum blossoms had been painted.
When the old man saw this scene, he frowned slightly but immediately recovered his composure. He seemed to have no intention of going up to disturb the middle-aged man. Instead, he took a chair from the side and sat down not too far away from the middle-aged man as he quietly and waited for the man to finished the painting.
Chen Jin saw this situation and blinked. Together with the crowd, he went to stand behind the old man without speaking and waited discreetly.
Perhaps seeing that everyone had entered the house, the middle-aged man couldn't help but paint a little faster. The group saw a lot of images appear on the paper that originally didn't have much content. In about what was probably 30 minutes, a blooming plum tree amidst a sea of rocks appeared on the blank paper. It was as if the whole room was filled with the aroma of plum blossoms.
"Why have you sought me out?" the middle-aged man asked calmly with an expressionless face. It seemed that a painting of this caliber was only something of a normal standard to him.
"We have an event today but it's not a big deal. A group of new disciples has just been inducted this year. I am merely bringing them to collect some benefits from our sect," The old man said slowly.
"If this is the case, then you can go and collect the items yourself. One set for each person and don't mess anything up. After you've collected your stuff, come to me for registration." When he finished speaking, he gave the old man a list. It was probably a list of the items that they had to collect.
"One low grade long double-edged sword, one bottle of a basic magical elixir to strengthen one's constituents; it can be freely selected. Two low-grade spirit stones, one sect attire, one external disciple logo, one book on basic cultivation skills and exercises, one guidebook for new disciples (including map), one bottle of fasting pills, an instrument to record contribution points for contributing to the sect, an inferior storage sack. Numbers are from one to nine, go take the items by yourself." When he finished speaking, he gave a faint smile to the group. He secretly thought that these little fellows had really good luck. The sect had just unearthed a new mine of spirit stones and hence two spirit stones per person were added as part of the welfare for newly inducted disciples. It seemed that the recent salary of the sect would be increasing again.
After a while, everyone got a set of their things and registered them. The middle-aged people slightly scanned everyone over. It was probably because he could tell that no one took any extra items so he said, "I believe everyone has taken their items. I have nothing here that would require more of your time. I will be asking my fellow disciple brother to bring everyone out. I'm continuing to paint," After he finished talking, he stopped paying attention to the group and casually crushed the previous painting into a ball. He threw it aside, retrieved a blank sheet of paper from the drawer and continued to draw.
When the old man saw this, he held one of his fists in the other hand as a sign of respect and without saying anything else, quietly went out. It was as if he was afraid of disturbing the middle-aged man. Everyone imitated the old man slowly went out of the door without making any noise.
"All right, everyone, put your things in the storage sack now, and follow me for the assignation of your housing." Looking at the dazed expressions of the group, the old man made a motion and one of the disciple's storage sacks appeared in his hand. He pointed to a groove in the storage sack and reminded, "For some of you have not cultivated, you can set the spirit stones that you just received on the groove and then aim the sack at the items you have on your hand. Pull the rope on the sack and the items will be automatically collected into the sack. Then, tighten the sack and its done. Those who have cultivated magic power in themselves, inject your magic into the groove, the remaining steps are the same."
Everyone followed the old man's instructions, and indeed all the items on the ground were all taken into the storage sack. Everyone found it magical. They couldn't help but touch their storage sack like it was a treasure. Chen Jin did not feel particularly excited about this feature. His storage ring was of a much higher level than this, and the storage area was much larger. He was only curious about the activation of the sack via spirit stones. It seemed cultivation through self-teaching and trial and error on his own could not be compared to what was taught in a sect. Even a small storage bag could also be activated by spirit stones. If other items could be activated or propelled by spirit stones, it would help to save a lot of spiritual energy.
The allocation of housing was also a simple affair. Because there are so many stone houses, except those who were willing to live together, everyone got an empty house to themselves. Fang Bin did suggest living in a house with Chen Jin, but Chen Jin refused, joking that he had so many secrets, how could he live with him? Besides, Chen Jin had also chosen a very remote position. But Fang Bin chose to stay next to Chen Jin. What was surprising was that the little girl also pulled her brother Liang Hua Qiang along with her and chose to live next to Chen Jin. With this, Chen Jin had three neighbors, and things would not get too boring.
Very quickly, Chen Jin arrived at his place of residence according to the map. He opened the door with the key and walked in. Although the stone house looked somewhat simple and crude on the outside, the interior was still pretty good. There was a practice room, a small medicine garden, an alchemy room and an equipment room that contained all sorts of items for cultivation. There was even a small watering hole that was gushing with water. There should be no issues with daily drinking water and water for bathing. After strolling around in the stone house, he arrived at the bedroom. In the bedroom, there was a bed and a table. There was a small booklet on the table. Chen Jin opened the booklet and found that what was written was every function and use of this stone house. For example, the alchemy room and the equipment room were each equipped with an alchemy furnace of the lowest grade and some basic folk prescriptions that were commonly seen. But the corresponding refining materials were absent. According to the book, the alchemy materials could be cultivated by themselves in the medicine garden. They also had to purchase the seeds by themselves. As for the cultivation method, it was very simple. After all, it was only the cultivation of some low-grade herbs. He only needed to plant the seeds, water them and then bury the spirit stones in the soil to hasten their maturity. The soil in the medicine garden was first-class spirit soil, so its efficiency of absorbing the spirit stones was not fast. It also required the use of magic power to promote and hasten the absorption of spirit stones by the spirit soil. Reading this, Chen Jin became curious. There was such a thing? But there was no such thing on Earth. It seemed that the level of cultivation in the immortal world was much higher than that of the Protoss. Cultivation would not end when one had reached the level of a Sage (Mahayana). Thinking of this, Chen Jin, who had been preparing to go to the medicine garden to experiment with the spirit soil stopped. He couldn't help but give a bitter laugh because he had no seeds. It seemed that he should go and earn some contribution points whenever he had free time so he could buy seeds.
Shaking his head, Chen Jin took out the new disciple's guidebook from the storage sack. He read it for a while and then closed the book. Chin Jin memorized the contents of the book, leaving aside the chip in his brain, by now it was piece of cake to remember these things simply because of his current cultivation level.
"Complete the sect mission to earn contribution points as a reward. And I must complete a task every month. Spirit stones can also be exchanged for contribution points or completing tasks. However, if I rashly present a lot of spirit stones, I will raise suspicions. I should go to complete the task first," Chen Jin muttered to himself as he went out. According to the suggestions on the map, Chen Jin arrived at a house with a brick-and-wood structure. This was the mission venue for external disciples as marked on the map.
Entering the house, Chen Jin saw a man who looked to be only a few years older than him in terms of appearance. He was holding a book and engrossed in reading it. So Chen Jin said, "Disciple brother, I am Chen Jin, a new disciple who was just inducted. I have come forth to receive the mission."


Through a mysterious portal, Chen Jin arrived at this strange place - a post-apocalyptic world where civilization had been destroyed. 

Consequently, he found -

A piece of metal scrap
A robot trash collector
A battleground
A city
A ton and more of gold
A copy of high-tech documents
A...
In short, Chen Jin found a planet.

...
Old Plum nodded his head while forming a satisfied expression on his face after seeing his disciple's reaction.Then the old man said. "So, what do you plan now?"
Shin thought for a moment before replying. "Who will refuse to take such an amazing path, but walking on it is going to be hard."
Old Plum smirks and said. "Is it being a Practioner is always been like that?"
"Turning into a Unique Cultivator from being a Dual-Practioner?" muttered Shin to himself before looking to the old man and said. "So what will be my training plan now?"
"Wonderful!" exclaimed by Old Plum before saying. "We don't have a training plan for now because I need to discuss it with Old Fatty Benn."
"For now, you should continue your training regime while we are finalizing the details of your new training routine."
"At the same time, you should start creating your 'Unified Strengthening Technique'. And forget about the 'Qi Refinement Skills' that you have, and use these ones instead."
Then three Martial-Art manual suddenly appeared at Old Plum's left-hand before he throws it at Shin.
Shin catches the manuals with his left hand before reading it one by one. "Reinforce Iron Bones, Jade Dragon Scales, Thunder King's Constitution."
Shin knitted his brows before looking at Old Plum doubtfully. "You want me to learn these skills? But they don't seem to compliment the Yin-Yang Martial-Arts."
Old Plum looks at Shin as if he is looking to an idi*t and sneered. "Kid. Do you think that you know my self-created Martial-Arts better than me?"
Of course, Shin knows about that, but he still can't help himself to become doubtful. And Old Plum can't help himself but shake his head after seeing the expression on Shin's face.
Old Plum releases a helpless sigh before saying. "Hay~st. You still never change, Kid. Always been doubting everything that doesn't seem to coincides with your ideals unless it is proven."
"Tsk! Alright, This 'Qi Reinforcement Skills' are originally one. And it is one of my Masterpiece Martial-Art Skills. I divided it into three different parts so that it can be used in the lower realm since it was originally for 'Ascension Realm' experts."
Shin then nodded his head and said. "So you also made this 'Qi Reinforcement Skill' to complement your Yin-Yang Martial-Arts?"
Old Plum nodded his head reassuringly before saying. "Of course!"
Shin nodded his head once again before asking. "Then how do you call this 'Qi Reinforcement Skill'?"
Old Plum suddenly knitted his brows before replying with a little doubtful voice. "Sacred God Physique."
'I knew it!' shouted Shin inwardly and said. "You know, I'm starting to notice something, Old Geezer. Why are you only teaching me the other half of you real Yin-Yang Martial-Arts? I feel that you don't trust my ability at all."
The expression on the old man's face suddenly turned stiff after hearing that. Then he said stuffily. "W-What are you talking about?"
Shin clicked his tongue dissatisfaction and said. "Tsk! I'm not a complete idi*t, Old Geezer. I know that you are concerned about the seed inside my inner heart."
"But if you keep caging me for not letting me use the other style of your Martial-Art, then you are just limiting my growth."
"This Martial-Art is called 'Yin-Yang Arts'. And it is clearly stated in the first Chapter that for every 'Yin' there will always be a corresponding 'Yang', or vice versa as they need to be together to produce all that comes to be."
"Given that, I will never be able to showcase the true greatness of this Martial-Art if you are only going to teach me the half of it and keeping the other half."
'This rascal always has a silver tongue at convincing people.' Old Plum stared at his disciple with profound eyes and sighed helplessly. "Kid. I know that you want to get strong, but you are still not ready to learn the other style of the 'Yin-Yang Martial-Art'."
Shin looks at Old Plum with determined eyes and said. "And how can you be sure that I am still not prepared to learn the 'Black Dragon Style'? Is my progress with the 'White Tiger Style' not enough."
"Because you just undergo a Demonic Possession just recently." answered Old Plum almost instantly, and shutting up Shin's mouth.
Old Plum looks straight to Shin's eyes before continuing. "Do you know why my Martial-Art is quite special compared to the other Martial-Arts?"
"Because of its dual-styles?" said Shin with unsure tone.
Old Plum clicked his tongue before continuing. "Tsk! Some Martial-Arts also have dual-styles. There are even some that have multiple styles."
"What is special with my 'Yin-Yang Martial-Arts' is it can nurture two kinds of Internal Qi. The Sacred and Wicked Internal Qis." And while saying that, Old Plum produces a black and white Internal Qis with each of his hands.
Shin's eyes suddenly turned bright as he became amazed at what he saw.
Old Plum ignored Shin's reaction and continue. He raises his right-hand with white-colored Internal Qi while saying. "This is what I call the Sacred Internal Qi and symbolized Yang Energy. It exhibits light, heat, and dryness. It can also purify some evil energies."
After that, Old Plum lowered his right-hand while raising his left-hand that have black Internal Qi. "This one, on the other hand, is the Wicked Internal Qi and symbolized the Yin Energy. And it exhibits the darkness, cold, and wetness. And I called it wicked as it is a berserk type of energy."
"And as you can see the Sacred Internal Qi is pretty much stronger than the Wicked one. I purposely made it so that I can control the latter's berserk nature."
Then Old Plum pauses for a moment to combine each of his hands, making the two types of Internal Qi to fuse with each other. Then an alternating black and white Internal Qi was created.
After that, Old Plum continued. "Meanwhile, this Internal Qi is my 'Natural Force' and I called it the 'Yin-Yang Force'."
"Even if this Force is not as strong as the 'Emperor Yan Force', 'Ice Queen Force', and any other supreme Natural Forces, it can still contend on those Forces on an equal footing."
"And the element that is affiliated to my 'Yin-Yang Force' is can either be a fiery-hot flame or an ice-cold frost. It can also be both."
After the demonstration, Old Plum retrieve the Internal Qi and return it in his body before looking at Shin seriously and saying with a solemn tone. "But your case is pretty much different."
"You have a Seed of Hatred inside your inner heart, and what's worse, you already experience a Demonic Possession. So the moment you started practicing the 'Black Dragon Style' your body will produce a Demonic Qi instead of the Wicked Internal Qi."
"And since the Sacred Internal Qi and Demonic Qi are on equal ground, controlling them are going to become a troublesome matter. Especially that they are passively rejecting each other."
"So given those, it is too dangerous for you to practice the other style of the 'Yin-Yang Martial-Arts'. Or else, you might transform into a 'True Demon' if some accident happens. And at that time, no one can save you anymore."
Shin turned quiet after hearing that. And after a few minutes of silence, he releases a helpless sigh before saying. "Then it can't be helped."
Then Shin is about to stand up and plans to leave when Old Plum opens his mouth. "Two conditions."
Shin pauses his movements before looking at the old man. Then Old Plum continues. "I'm going to give two types of conditions. And if you manage to achieve either one of those two, then I'm going to teach you the other style."
Shin sits on the ground once again before waiting for Old Plum to continue.
Old Plum releases a helpless sigh before adding. "If you are able to hold yourself in 'White Dawn Boundary' state for an entire hour, then I'm going to teach you the 'Black Dragon Style."
"The other one is if you are able to show me that you are capable of wielding both Sacred Internal Qi and Demonic Qi simultaneously, and it has to be without any kind of problem."
Then Shin suddenly asks instinctively. "Then how about if I managed to achieve both?"
Old Plum was gotten off-guard by that sudden question. Then he smirks at Shin before saying with a sneering tone. "Then I'm also going to teach you the whole set of the 'Absolute Yin' and 'Extreme Yang' skills."
Shin clench his hand as he simultaneously got excited and motivated. After that, Old Plum gives a few more instructions for Shin on how he is going to change his usual training regime.
And there are other things that have been added on the list of what he is going to do. Now, he needs to read some records regarding the 'Worldly Origin' and 'Secret Arts'.
He doesn't need to combine his Internal Qi and Mental Energy immediately, or learn any kind of 'Secret Arts'. For now, the only he needs is to get some idea of how those two systems work.
Before Shin leaves, he suddenly remembered the original reason why he came here. Then he tells Old Plum what he has experienced earlier.
After that, Old Plum suddenly get quiet and think for a moment. Then he looks at Shin with profound eyes before flicking his right wrist, sending three falling leaves in the latter's direction.
Shin suddenly raise his right-hand before catching the incoming leaves with it, instinctively.
"Oh~♪" Old Plum's eyes suddenly turned bright after seeing that. Then he flicked his right wrist once again. And this time, he sends five falling leaves.
Shin did the same thing and caught the five of them. After that, Old Plum continues while Shin keeps catching all of the leaves that ware sent towards him.
They continue to do that until Shin failed to catch all of the incoming leaves. And with that, Old Plum finally confirmed something. He looked at Shin and smilingly said. "You don't have to worry, Kid. What you have experienced is quite normal."
Shin knitted his brows before asking. "So what really happened?"
Old Plum smiled mysteriously while stroking his beard with his right hand. "It is an indication that your 'Immediate Response' talent is in the process of evolving."
At first, what he heard didn't immediately sink in on his head as he suddenly got off-guard. Then he suddenly became shocked, before being excited. "What!? Really!?"
Old Plum laughs at Shin's reaction before instructing his excited disciple. "And remember, immediately do your usual training regime if you experience something similar. It is to rip off the most benefits that you can get from it."
"But don't get your hope rises that high. It is just in the process of evloving, transfoming it into Ultra Instincts is still too far off."
After that, Shin stood up and thank the old man before walking back towards the Mansion.
Shin didn't immediately go back to the game when arrived at the Mansion. Instead, he walked straight to the study room, or to be more precise, it is the Springfield Family's library.
Even if the technology at this time is quite advanced, there are still some things that are better be written on a book and papers than being in the storage of personal Advance Watches or computers. And one of those are Secret Manuals that are containing some important information.
Shin walked around the library while looking for some books regarding 'Worldly Origin', 'Secret Arts', and 'Unified Strengthening'. And when he got all the manuals that he needs, he immediately walked out of the library with a pile of books.
And when he is about to walk out of the study room, Shin suddenly bumped into 'General Samuel Springfield'.
Shin pause his steps and nodded his head at General Springfield while greeting the later. "Hi, Grandpa! Let me borrow these books for quite some time. I need to study them."
After that, Shin walked past the old general and immediately walked towards his room.
General Springfield knitted his brows while looking at Shin's back. Then he tried to recall the names of the books and manuals that Shin was carrying. Then his eyes suddenly turned wide when he recalled it and realized what Shin is planning to do.
After that slight surprise, the general suddenly formed a satisfied smile with his lips before muttering to himself. "Heh! This kid really doesn't want to be left behind and always loves to be ahead of others. I wonder what height will these two rascals reached in the future."
Then he entered the study room before dialing a number in his Advance Watch. When the call connected, General Springfield immediately said. "Arrange some slots for me on the upcoming event. I have some candidates in mind."
...


Shin Kinghad is a kid that had been abducted and trained by a powerful underworld organization since he was three years old. After six years, he had been rescued by the Special Forces during their operation against that organization and was adopted by the captain of the special force group.

Since then, he treated the son and daughter of the captain as his own brother and sister. 

Years later, he joins the greatest VRMMORPG of all time, [Destiny's Fate] online, due to repeated invitations of his brother. He creates havoc inside the game as he climbs his way from being a beginner player to a peak class expert. 

But as he started to grow up, he became curious about his real identity and who his biological parents were. He tried to investigate it with the help of his brother and best friend. And after discovering his real background, he decided to follow his father’s footsteps and stood at the peak of the world using his Martial-Art Skills and Mentalism Techniques. 

Disclaimer: The cover is not mine. I got it from the internet and my friend did some editing. I'm currently looking for an artist to do the cover for me.

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