The next day, Zhang Xiang was surprised by how crowded the Hua San Mountain Temple was. He had just woken up to go to the temple to wash his body and get some food for his uncle and Xiao Hua, but instead he saw a lot of people gathered in the main hall which was usually used for inter-sect meetings. Zhang Xiang was curious about the event, so he chose to go inside and look for the temple servants. There he saw that they were busy preparing the banquet, they were also cooking a big meal. Not just servants, but warriors and royal soldiers were busy removing his father's historical statues. Zhang Xiang actually wanted to know more, but remembering that his uncle and Xiao Hua were still sleeping in the temple, he immediately went to meet them.By the time Zhang Xiang had just arrived in front of the temple, uncle Yebaiyi suddenly called out his name. Apparently they had all woken up, and now they were tidy as if they had just taken a bath. Zhang Xiang immediately ran over to them."Uncle,
Hua San Mountain, Zhang Xing Zhe ResidenceSring... Sring..."Akkkhh!!!""Ahahahahhaha!!! Look at Han Ying. Is this what you call a sect successor warrior?""Tsk! Damn, Zhang Xing! You stupid kid, why are you doing nothing, huh?"A teenager was lying on the ground, grimacing in pain while holding his lower right abdomen, which was currently oozing blood. He is Zhang Xiang Zhe, commonly called Zhang Xiang, the only son of the successor of the Hua San sect with the nickname of the useless warrior. Tonight, the Hua San Mountain came under an impromptu attack from another sect that was already a sworn enemy of the Hua San Sect because it wanted to seize the power to change hands with it. But that will never happen, as long as there are successors in the sect. They were a swarm of scorpions with poisonous venom that never gave up on attacking the Hua San sect, especially since they already knew Zhang Xiang's weakness and could not do anything.This was not a one-time occurrence, there had
Zhang Xiang Zhe ran with all his might out of the pavilion to avoid his three uncles, who could faintly be heard very loudly calling his name from inside the pavilion. But that did not make Zhang Xiang Zhe stop his pace; even the pain and blood dripping through the robe he was wearing did not deter him from continuing to run. Zhang Xiang didn't care where he was going; he just followed where his feet would take him. After almost thirty minutes of running, he felt that he had gotten quite far from the pavilion. Zhang Xiang stopped his steps right in a forest. Who knows what forest, and where he is right now, all he needs right now is to rest for a while.Zhang Xiang held his stomach, which was in pain. As soon as he looked down, removing a bit of the robe he was wearing, it turned out that the wound from the sword stab from the scorpion demon had reopened. Just as Zhang Xiang was about to wipe away the blood and replace it with a new cloth, there was a crowd of people calling his name.
"You never went out before?"Zhang Xiang shook his head innocently."Don't you know that the outside world is very dangerous? Aren't you afraid of death?"Zhang Xiang was silent. He was just a fourteen-year-old teenager who was afraid of death. In fact, Zhang Xiang himself was scared at the time of an attack, having been hidden away by his three uncles for the past fourteen years, and it was only in the past few years after he reached adulthood that he often saw people fighting. Previously, Zhang Xiang was afraid of blood, but from now on, he will try to familiarize himself with it so that he will not be afraid of it anymore."To be a warrior, you must not be afraid of death!""Huh, who's afraid? I'm not afraid of death at all!"Sring...."Zhang Xiang, watch out!""Akhh!!!"A sword flew through the air; who knows where it came from? Fortunately, Jin Long nimbly pulled Zhang Xiang's wrist, so the sword missed and stuck in a big tree. Jin Long was still staring at the sword, casting his
As the night wore on, it got quieter and quieter. Only the sound of crickets and the splashing of lake water accompanied the night. Jin Long took Zhang Xiang out of the ghost forest and brought him to a place on the shore of a vast lake with rocks around it.Jin Long asked Zhang Xiang to seat himself on a large rock not far from the lake as he prepared a bonfire to warm their bodies later. As a nomad, Jin Long was used to the nomadic life, but this was his first time traveling with other people, whose backgrounds he knew nothing about. And to make matters worse, the teenage boy he brought along this time—what a misfortune! Instantly, he forgot about his goal of enjoying the outside world without a burden, but now he has a new burden.As soon as the fire was lit, Jin Long asked Zhang Xiang to sit closer to the fire so as not to get cold. But seeing Zhang Xiang, who was pale while holding his stomach, made Jin Long immediately wrinkle his forehead. He thought that Zhang Xiang was curren
Hua San MountainBugh...Bugh...Bugh..."STUPID! YOU GUYS ARE SO STUPID!""YOU CAN'T EVEN CHASE A BABY; WHAT'S THE POINT OF LEARNING MARTIAL ARTS, HUH?""No, Han Ying, don't beat them up like this. They're already hurt," Zhang Yong said soothingly."Shut up! First, brothers shouldn't be too kind to others; they'll turn on us! Like that baby who ran away, he's now running away because big brother spoiled him too much!""What did you say? Pampering? I didn't spoil him; I just treated him like a normal teenager. He's my nephew, my brother's son; he's been deprived of love since he was a kid; I just don't want him to suffer," Zhang Yong, their first brother, explained.Han Ying chuckled softly. Now that he's gone, who knows where he's going?""Didn't you not care about him earlier? So why are you thinking about him? Don't pretend to care about your nephew!" Zhang Yong quipped.Hearing that, Han Ying did not get angry at all. Instead, he crossed his arms in front of his chest as he smiled
An ancient building with a red opening door stood tall, complete with four doormen, all dressed in red with pale white corollaries and ghastly eyes. This magnificent all-red building was the residence of Fu Jiu Yun, the Vampire King. This building was behind the Ghost Valley Cave, not far from the Ghost Forest. It was in this place that the ghost king resided, along with a horde of other ghosts under his rule.After their battle with Jin Long, the ghost king and his guards returned to the ghost kingdom, still curious about Jin Long's abilities. Fu Jiu suspected that Jin Long was a warrior from the Kaypang sect, which was a sect of beggars. The sect is divided into two categories: clean clothes and dirty clothes. What made Fu Jiu instantly curious was that seeing Jin Long's appearance like that of a beggar made him think of the sect.But until this moment, Fu Jiu still can't find the answer to his curiosity because the fight has not been completed. Jin Long has taken Zhang Xiang away,
The wind blows more and more piercingly into the pores of the body, and the sky that was originally a little bright is now getting darker. The sound of the seawater rustling gives a sense of tranquility. On the edge of the vast sea, in the dim night, two people are sitting under the moonlight. They are Zhang Xiang Zhe and Jin Long, both of whom are currently at the edge of the sea to anchor. They are sitting on small rocks in the cold air, under the moonlight, and beside a fire that provides warmth. As someone who chooses to live a wandering life, the cold has become his friend throughout the day, but not for Zhang Xiang Zhe, as he is currently sitting while hugging his knees.The cold pierced his thin pores; even though Jin Long's thick and wide robe had covered his body, the cold was still piercing. Zhang Xiang had also brought his body close to the campfire, hoping to provide warmth, but it was still the same. Maybe it's because he's too out in the open. There were many trees aroun