**Slowly updating as of March 2020** A lunatic shunned by his whole family reveals himself to be the new cruel and powerful Demon King? The Heavens must be dying! "It is demonic cultivation! Everyone, put down your weapons and stay away from Wu Yong!" Ming Zhe Di glared at the new Demon King, regretting his decision. He should have agreed with his colleagues even if his instincts told him the suspect was innocent. He gathered the powerful cultivators, "Attack Wu Yong, keep the disciples away from him. Look, he is not the same lunatic you knew." The most skilled cultivators nod slowly. Xue Weifeng stubbornly flared her nostrils and grit her teeth. She withdrew from the group with her whip held ready to attack. She paused to say, "You should have sent him to the courtyards! I cannot believe the Righteous Council had such a stupid leader. If you did not release him, our disciples and friends would not be harmed." The Righteous Council watched as Wu Yong treated his opponents as twigs. Ming Zhe Di studied the swirling smoke drifting from his body, shocked beyond measure. He could see the cultivators use so much strength yet the lunatic stayed unscathed. The old master shook his head in disbelief. "He does not have to move, it is as if spirits are helping him! Xue Weifeng, tell the kids to be careful! We are dealing with the new Demon King."
As we work faster than the clocks speed, do we forget what life truly lies in store for us. There was a person who lived long ago whip once said “time is an illusion, one must stop to take in what truly counts” I’ll never forget the day when my life crossed over his. An old man who died alone but was happy, he was the first person I have ever met who was happy. That day changed my life in more ways than even he would have ever known.
Count courts control our lives. They own us. He owns us. We get no justice. We get no respect. We get no life. We belong to him the emperor. They say his family has always have kept the world and the balance safe. In return for this, we give our lives and our children, our brothers and our sisters. We give him everything. What is the balance you might think? Why is it important to the story I’m about to tell? This is no children’s story the balance is not good and evil. It is the fight between to evils each greater than the other all ways vying for power.