Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The eyes of Kong Luoyue’s nine pupils brightened up all at once as they pleaded, “Master, can we watch Senior Uncle Shi as he avenges senior brother? Please, master?”
Kong Luoyue’s expression was still frosty as he answered, “Do all of you not understand the human language? Don’t you know what not having the right to means? Revenge is not a matter of concern. Whether others do what you shouldn’t do or not, you have no right to ask about it! Move! Don’t make me say another word!”
Without saying more, Kong Luoyue took his pupils back vehemently. The nine children were tearful, grimacing through gritted teeth, but they could not do anything else except leave with Kong Luoyue. However, a seed was embedded in each of their hearts.
‘This is the martial world!’
‘If the enemy lives, I die!’
‘If I don’t want to die, the enemy must die!’
‘One’s capability is one’s right.’
‘If you aren’t capable enough, you can only cry about it!’
‘You don’t even have the right to watch your enemy get beheaded and feel gratified.’
‘This is the real martial world, this is the cruel truth.’
They turned back to look with each step they took, delaying their strides as much as possible, hoping to hear the noises of their Senior Uncle Shi battling, but their wish would not come true. They had returned to the interior of the ninth peak before they heard anything.
The emotions that filled everyone put them at the edge of eruption.
“Continue cultivating!” Kong Luoyue ordered indifferently.
The wounded young boy was tossed in the hall, unceremoniously laid on the floor, still covered in blood. He was unconscious, the only sign that hinted his survival was the slight heaving of his chest.
The rest of the children were in anguish, but no one dared disobey their master. They could only watch their brother fight for his life with eyes that were rimmed red while they pushed themselves to practice.
“The only outcome you’ll receive if you don’t work hard to cultivate and don’t exert yourselves to improve is grief. It could be any brother or sister around you or you, yourself, who will lie here, a nuisance to people and your own, a blatant waste of resources.”
Kong Luoyue’s voice was unsympathetic.
“This child overrated his ability, biting off more than he could chew, it’s suicide. There’s nothing to do with anyone else. Furthermore, he’s afflicted by his sibling. Death is truly inadequate to justify his mistakes. However, seeing that all of you are first time offenders, I’ll have mercy. If all of you can achieve a level up, I’ll save him as an exception!”
“If you can’t improve, then let him die before all of you! You’ve caused him injury and then watch him die, but it’s his doing. He sought his own death. Your master will not blame any of you!”
Their bloodied brother was lying in front of them – he would die if they could not achieve a breakthrough and improve. Nine boys and girls cultivated with all their might then, having only one thought in mind – to cultivate and to breakthrough!
…
A flash of comfort flickered across the withdrawn gaze of Kong Luoyue as he observed the nine children who were working their hardest in the field from outside from the hall.
Looking at the disciple laid out on the ground, who seemed to be in a pitiful state, drenched in blood, but had actually only passed out temporarily since he had sealed his blood and meridians, Kong Luoyue snorted and mumbled, “You’ve motivated all of your siblings. A moment of rushing to the fore, unthinking, and an instant of alertness have completed this encounter and threat. This is your providence, so is theirs.”
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Once Shi Bujia stepped out, he lashed out with fury. “Who ambushed the Residence of Nine Supremes’ disciple? Step out now! F*ck you all, you’ve eaten the leopard’s heart, haven’t you?”
The young pupils behind Shi Bujia looked agonized as well.
Their brother who had come from the same place as them was ambushed by an unexpected enemy before their very eyes and his life and death were not known! Sharing the same thought and being able to empathize, how many among them could actually survive if it were not for their master and senior uncle?
The flames of wrath danced in the eyes of the ten disciples, their fury unstoppable.
Shi Bujia’s teaching style varied from Kong Luoyue’s.
The method that Kong Luoyue used was to turn grief into motivation, leaving without turning back, and allowing the anger to continuously spur his disciples. Shi Bujia had saved a step by leveraging on Kong Luoyue’s method, but the effect garnered was the same.
On the opposite end, the ambushing party, the members of the Dagger School, looked vehemently pained as well.
The flying dagger earlier was an ambush, but the ambusher had estimated the distance and direction. Based on Kong Luoyue’s performance, he could have easily parried the blade and saved the girl. That would also retain the man simultaneously. According to the combat force, Kong Luoyue had displayed in wiping out the Black Tiger Sect, the Dagger School that was slightly more capable could easily overcome him and make a name for themselves, even reaching the number of kills they needed to accumulate.
It came as a surprise that Kong Luoyue had left without reservation and another man had sprung up, taking the Dagger School as his teaching device!
This was absolutely abominable!
The Dagger School members hopped out impatiently to hear Shi Bujia commenting icily, “The Black Tiger Sect is wiped out – why isn’t it recorded in the Celestial Luck Banner?”
With a wave of his hand, the banner that represented the Residence of Nine Supremes manifested in the air above him. A whirlwind stirred and suddenly, images of the Celestial Luck Banner popped up from the corpses of the Black Tiger Sect members; the images turned into green smoke and merged with the Residence of Nine Supremes’ flag.
A number appeared on the Residence of Nine Supremes’ banner, “One!”
It represented the results of beating sect, simple and direct.
Then, Shi Bujia looked up at the Dagger School members. He chuckled menacingly.
“I’m Demiurge-Flawed Ten’s Shi Bujia!”
Before the people on the other side replied, he charged forward, pulling out his sword.
Time was pressing. He had no interest in exchanging words back and forth. It was better to quickly kill all of them. Instantly, blood-splattered and crimson-colored the sky.
The Dagger School’s overall capability was only a hint better than the Black Tiger Sect, or else they would not have resorted to trapping Kong Luoyue by ambushing him. It was none other than a plan to bring luck to themselves despite not having much confidence to win. Now that they faced Shi Bujia, who was more than just a little skilled than Kong Luoyue, all hell broke loose when he bolted into their group.
The Dagger School was known for using hidden weapons, their taboo being close range combats. Yet, Shi Bujia was the best at melee attacks. The battle ended soon, a landslide victory.
“Watch how your master seeks revenge for your brother!”
“If you’re incapable in the future, you can only wait for others to avenge you!”
“Asking for external assistance is but the most passive and helpless act of a coward – my disciples are not allowed to be cowards!”
“Roaming the martial world, you should face your life and death directly. This is the real martial world!”
Shi Bujia’s tone was as indifferent as Kong Luoyue’s, but his pupils had no complaints, staring at the flying flesh and splattering blood with pale faces.
Their master was right. This was the martial arts world!
When the battle ended, the number on the image of the Residence of Nine Supremes’ Celestial Luck Banner changed again.
“Two!”
