"You look happy." A old man near Patriarch Ye commented, looking at the humming Patriarch with more amusement that necessary. His brows wiggled along with his beard when Patriarch Ye turned his head towards him. Although the patriarch sighed upon seeing his mug.That didn't seem to dampen his mischievous look. Quite unbenefiting of a man his age. But nobody commented. They looked to be used to his displays. Some even threw their looks of amusement towards him."Is it not normal?" Patriarch Ye replied with a resting smile. Looking at Yu Zhúlín and Zhi Ruo 's name that was hanging on the hologram board. He stroked his short beard and hummed as if he was content. He certainly was in a good mood that one was apparent."Keh," a scoff was heard at the back of the group, this elicited a few chuckles from everyone in the room. Patriarch Ye shook his head with a smile upon hearing the salty scoff. "En, it is quite normal for one to be happy. He, that old foggy, is just sour." Another pipped i
The one with the most complicated feelings right now, would have been Yuan Chuanli. But the boy didn't show any outward expression, but only a furrow of his brows. But even that eventually disappeared. His expression was not fit for a boy his age— domineering, and elegant. Ye Gu Shi could not help but sigh when he saw the expression on the boy's face. The patriarch revealed a smile, his hand reaching to pat the chair of Yuan Chuanli. This garnered Yuan Chuanli's attention, however he did not utter a word when he saw Ye Gu Shi's smile.Yuan Chuanli did not know what to feel. But there was a sense of bitterness that was welling up on the pit of his stomach, when he saw the doting look Ye Gu Shi had when looking upon Zhi Ruo. The bitterness only grew when he recalled the fight that Zhi Ruo put up.And even from the meager information he gathered, he could tell that Zhi Ruo was nothing special. But this 'nothing special' girl managed to get his spot as easily as she breathed. Yuan Chuanl
Knuckles white, Yu Zhúlín found some leverage and ripped the shackles that was wrapped themselves securely around his joints, rendering him unable to move at all. Thep wind around him blew stronger, propelling up in the air even longer, interfering with what Alberu wanted.And that was to bring Yu Zhúlín down to the ground where he could reach him. But Yu Zhúlín's wind was strong. And Alberu who was trying to drag Yu Zhúlín to the ground using the shackles made out of light, was about to be blown away from Yu Zhúlín's strong winds that Alberu was unable to defend upon.There was a manic glint on Yu Zhúlín's eyes, as the wind around him picked up."Are you not tired?" Alberu panted, his breath labored but the strength of the light shackles only became stronger in time."I could say the same thing to you." With a contorted face Yu Zhúlín replied, the chains were blocking his airways. And it became hard for Yu Zhúlín to breathe.But the light shackles was not the only one that became st
"I've never seen such thing on top of a tongue before." The old mans in the room chattered amongst themselves, impressed by Yu Zhúlín's intuitiveness. "I have truly lived long enough." The old man sighed to himself, and a bunch echoed his words silently.Yuan Chuanli however hummed to himself listening to the chatter around him. He turned to the Patriarch beside. "Is it truly as rare as they say it to be?" He asked, he looked for a confirmation. But received a chuckle from Ye Gu Shi instead."In the outside world; outside the Ye clan territories. The rune masters live in seclusion, and when they truly want to use their mastery. They usually inscribed it unto the skin or to weapons." The patriarch started, he stroked his beard. "You saw how some people have markings on their arms right? Looking like a bunch of tattoos."Yuan Chuanli nodded, he did notice some cultivators occasionally have those up their arms or back. "Those people probably sought help from rune masters. Very rarely wou
It was a stalemate, however Yu Zhúlín's mouth was starting to bleed. His vision was starting to have black spots on them. And it wasn't long before he passed out on the air.The roaring winds stopped, and the lighting disappeared. Yu Zhúlín's wide eyes blanked out , and he slumpped on the air without notice.Alberu who was pulling Yu Zhúlín down, crashed the green haired man to the ground after he blanked out, not expecting that Yu Zhúlín would lose conscience like that. Alberu hissed as he moved his injured arm, the light shackles around Yu Zhúlín loosened a bit."You could've told me you were going to faint." Alberu muttered going near the limp body of Yu Zhúlín. The thorns that was ledge deep inside Yu Zhúlín's body retracted without mercy. Blood seeped out from the wounds on his body.If Yu Zhúlín was awake, he would've clawed Alberu's mask off his face out of anger. How would he know that he was going to faint. Much less inform his opponent beforehand.But Yu Zhúlín remained limp
Ravel burst into the room, his hand under tucked inside his sleeves, he had this impenetrable smile on his face that was odd in a room full of panicked expression. His entrance was grand, however nobody even had the time to look at his direction. Because a pool of blood was already staining, the floor, so much that it was a very gory sight to see. It was hard to believe that all these blood came from one person only, and it was the dead— but not dead 'yet' person on the table that the medics were trying to save by trying to close the wounds that was far too many to count.Ravel observed the situation, his amusement reached its peak when he saw that nobody was looking at his direction despite his grand entrance. He walked towards the clamouring medics, and shoved one or two out of the way. Despite the curses that was thrown at his way, it could not stop the curious gazes that was shot at the butler's back.Ravel leaned in unto Yu Zhúlín's face after shoving the head medic out of the
Yu Zhúlín's complexion started to visibly look fine after Ravel waited out for a minute or two. His breathing became stable, and he didn't look as pasty as he did before. His wounds had closed, his bloodloss restored, and he was regenerating Qi properly now because he was given the pills by Ravel.Seeing the seemingly dead patient on the table come back to life just like that. There wasn't anything that the head medic could say, instead he opened and closed his mouth like an gaping fish as he stared at Ravel with uncertainty coating his expression. There was a odd silence where Yu Zhúlín's breathing was the only thing that could be heard in the room.And Ravel who was hovering above the unconscious body of Yu Zhúlín was the only person in the room that had a smile on his face. The butler leaned back after a while of observing. He put his hands together, and clapped.This caught everyone off guard, and when I said everyone, Yu Zhúlín who was sleeping on the table was included. The unco
Yu Zhúlín looked away from Ravel's expression. His own brows were furrowing and he revealed a small discontented frown on his face. He moved his shoulders, and shrugged."Were you the one that saved me?" He asked, already knowing the full incompetency of the team of medics that was attending on the tournament. It made Yu Zhúlín wonder if they truly had saved someone's life with the level of expertise that they are showing. Surely not. It was hard for him to see these group of medics helped save anyone in a life threatening situation. The best these people could do was nurse up some scratches and prop up some dislocated joints here and there. So when Yu Zhúlín asked if Ravel saved him, he already knew the answer even before hearing it.And truly to his expectations. Ravel nodded, however, the butler shook his head afterwards. "You know, I follow a master right?" The Butler said knowingly. "Would I really act to my own accord to save you, sir Yu Zhúlín?" He added, there was a mischie