"Your Highness, might I suggest something before we decide on this matter?"
After Ambevilius had made his proclamation, Minister Filo walked out from the crowd and appeared before the Emperor.
"Filo, what kind of suggestion?" said Ambevilius.
Everyone turned their attention to Filo. "Your Highness, in order to become a successor one must either have passed the 1000 benchmark or one must be very gifted. This Sebastian Tirius is a name none of us have ever heard; this shows that he is not noteworthy. Even though Minister Li has the right to choose who he wants to invest in, it is unfair to the candidates who are more worthy of becoming successors.
We should at least ask Minister Li why he has chosen an unknown candidate. I believe his words would put the rest of the investors at ease. Every time other candidates were chosen, their information was known by all, yet none of us here know of this candidate. Don't you think this is a little...unfair?"
Filo's words struck a chord with almost everyone in the room. They did indeed think it was unfair why Li was allowed to choose an unknown candidate.
Filo had waited up until Ambevilius' proclamation. That way he is able to show that he does not necessarily want to go up against Li, making him seem less vicious and more righteous.
Filo found it difficult to believe that Li would choose a candidate who had no potential. He also was not sure that Li was not laying a trap.
Thus Filo chose this method of testing the waters.
Ambevilius was a playful man and when he did play, he took the rules seriously. Fairness was one of the most effective words to use against him. Although what Li had done had not broken any rules, it did seem unfair.
If it really is a trap then this way it could be avoided. If there really was something special about that candidate, then we would definitely do all we can to stop Li!
Filo was sure his plan was to work. Ambevilius said nothing, and looked toward Li, wanting to see if he had anything to say. Sky, the person who did not want to be there the most, also started paying attention. He was also curious as to what Li's candidate was capable off. Li smiled. He looked completely calm, unfazed even, as if this was well within expectations.
Instead of speaking, Li brought his finger to his mouth and bit it. When blood started leaking out, he raised his finger. Everyone in the room knew exactly what Li was about to do. But it was something so shocking that no one could react to Li's calm and smooth actions.
"I, Yun Li, hereby make an oath to the heavens that I am confident that Sebastian Tirius would be the least Talented Successor to ever be chosen, be it in combat, Soul Force or Intellect."
After the oath was made, a thunder clap resounded in the room. This was the sign of an oath to the heavens made by an lmmortal. The punishment to an immortal for breaking an oath to the heavens was far worse than the one to a mortal. Thus Immortals would try their utmost to avoid making an oath to the heavens, some would rather die, due to fearing what would happen if their oath was broken.
It was also impossible to lie during an oath to the heavens. If one did lie, or did not believe what they were saying, the punishment for breaking the oath would be applied immediately.
Everyone in the room could tell that Li had obviously been telling the truth. Soul Force, Intellect, Combat ability and Karma, these were the most important factors to think of when choosing a candidate.
If one lacked talent in all the four, it would be clear to all present that they had no good karma. Thus from Li's words, everyone was absolutely certain, that any investor choosing Sebastian Tirius was doomed.
The power of an oath made to the heavens was too much. It was an unmovable mountain, one that could not be shaken by anything.
The main point of Filo's argument was that Li knew something about Sebastian Tirius that others did not, making it impossible for others to know whether or not he was worth investing in.
But at that moment, there was no doubt that there was no logical reason to invest in this Mark Bearer.
The least happy person in the room was Filo. When he heard Li's oath, his mind started racing.
Why was Li choosing this Mark Bearer?
"Hahahahahahaha!"
Ambevilius' laughter was like a bucket of water on Filo's mind. When Ambevilius laughed, it meant he was happy, and if he made a decision whilst happy, it would never change, ever.
"Excellent! Now Filo, do you still object to Li's choice?" laughed Ambevilius.
Filo opened his mouth, but no words could come out.
"Your Highness, I have a request." said Li.
Ambevilius was surprised, but he waved his hand nonetheless, allowing Li to continue. "I am willing to forgo all of my candidate's rights as a successor, in exchange for one thing."
Everyone in the room showed a myriad of expressions when they heard this statement. Being a successor was important, because it granted a Mark Bearer many advantages but Li was willing to forgo all of them, for one thing in exchange?
Ambevilius' lips curled into a devious grin. "Alright Li, speak, what do you want in exchange for throwing away your candidate's advantages as a Successor?"
Li's lips in turn also curled into a devious grin. It was at this point, that the somewhat insignificant Sky had an interesting thought as he looked at the Emperor and Li.
These two, aren't they far too similar?
....
Bastian opened his eyes, only to find himself surrounded by darkness. As he lifted his right hand, he realized it was so dark that he could barely see past his glowing hand.
Wait, my hand is glowing?
Bastian noticed that in the dark space, the only source of light was his own naked body. It was glowing with a purple hue, illuminating his surroundings.
Wait. Could this be my Soul Site?
Bastian's mind had been flipping through the information he had received from Li in the Mark Zone.
The Soul Site was an area that was inside every person, but it was only accessible through certain means, like this one.
The form Bastian had at the moment was a representation of his soul. The basics of soul magic were imbued in Bastian's mind, but it was still information that was somewhat foreign to him. To be more accurate, instead of saying he knew everything that was given to him, it was more like he had a hard drive he could access in his mind.
The longer he had the information, the more it fused with his mind and the more familiar he became with it.
After thinking for a while, Bastian closed his eyes, and at that moment, his body started glowing even more. The glow started expanding from Bastian's body, forming a bubble of glowing light around Bastian.
So this is what Soul Force looks like.
Indeed. Bastian was in soul form, so he was made up of pure energy. The glowing membrane that had been surrounding his body was Soul Force, which he could manipulate at will.
Once the bubble started expanding, Bastian's body no longer had a glow and he was then normal. The bubble kept expanding, until at some point it stopped.
Or rather, it was stopped by something. Bastian walked to see the obstruction. When he arrived, he saw that it was something transparent, like glass.
Bastian's Soul Force could not break this barrier. Bastian instantly noticed that there was actually a person on the other side of the transparent barrier.
It was the white haired boy!
In the dark space, Bastian sat cross legged, observing the white haired boy on the other side of the transparent barrier. A look of contemplation was on his face, as he struggled internally with what to do next.*Buzz*Then suddenly a loud buzzing noise, like a swarm of bees, entered Bastian's ears.Sigh, here it comes again.In preparation for what was about to come, Bastian sat upright and backed away from the barrier.Although the Soul Force membrane could not get past the barrier, it could at least illuminate the surrounding area, showing what was happening on the other side.The white haired boy got up the moment he heard the buzzing, then, in frenzy, he backed himself into the barrier, completely ignoring Bastian's presence.The source of the buzzing was directly where the white haired boy was looking at. The white haired boy screamed, as if he was suffering excruciating agony. The louder the buzzing sound became, the closer the source of the sound was.At some point, the source
Shit! The creatures are here!Indeed. The dreadful ghost like creatures had returned for another round of their attacks on the white haired boy. Except this time, the white haired boy was not alone, Bastian was with him.Bastian had been thinking about quite a few things while practicing with his Soul Force. For example, would he be able to fend off the creatures? Would they even attack him? Would they show up if the barrier was brought down?At this point, Bastian was a few meters away from the white haired boy and he chose to remain there. The intimidating appearance of the creatures was a bit too stimulating for the scholar.OK. This is scary.Looking from the barrier, had given Bastian a sense of security. So even though he was intimidated by the creatures, he was still able to stand being close to them. But at that moment, the barrier had disappeared.Bastian tried to soothe himself using logic.I destroyed the barrier, and the creatures couldn't pass the barrier. So logically sp
The movement was so quick Bastian barely had any time to react.Whoa! So fast! How did he do that?"Answer me, or die!" said the boy. He even pressed the edge of the sword even more on Bastian's throat, in an attempt to further intimidate Bastian.I am afraid of ghosts, but little boys are a different story."Wait I can explain. Just promise me you will let me explain." The boy nodded his head, and gestured with his chin for Bastian to continue.Bastian then started narrating the entire story, from the arena to their current situation. Throughout the entire explanation, the boy eyed him like a hawk. Bastian was rather calm and explained in a fluid and relaxed manner.From time to time, the boy would ask a few questions, and Bastian would answer, until Bastian reached the part where he said that he had launched a Soul Brethren contact in order to save the boy.The boy was shocked, which momentarily caused him to let down his guard.Chance!The entire time, Bastian had been lowering a s
The boy did not answer Bastian's question, he only remained silent but there was a tinge of sadness in his eyes. Bastian could tell that this was a somewhat sensitive subject, so he decided to move straight to the point."Point is, if you want to survive, then we have to make this contract now. I'm pretty sure you have no other option."Bastian released the boy from his prison as a show of good faith but he was still weary of the boy. His quick movement before had been far too surprising. Bastian was still trying to figure out how he did that.They are in soul form, so Martial Techniques should not be usable here. The quick movement that the boy had done before definitely appeared to be a Martial Technique but according to Bastian's knowledge, that should be impossible."Why are you helping me?" said the boy.Bastian had been stuck in his own train of thought, so this question caught him off guard."Hhmm? Oh. You said it yourself. I subconsciously seek balance because of my bloodline.
Things worse than death? Kenshin found that statement rather ridiculous. Although the poison had been torturing him for a long time, he barely had any memories of the experience, all he remembered were the feelings he felt, despair, anger, sadness and fear. Especially fear.What he was afraid of, he was not sure of but Kenshin was confident that his entire being had been filled with an intense feeling of dread, throughout the entire experience. Even at this moment, the feeling of dread was still gnawing at him but his soul had become somewhat accustomed to it, so he did not mind.No one knows what it's like to experience torture as much as I have, yet he dares say that he has experienced something worse than death? Preposterous!"Alright then, you may brand me. Oh, if you are going to include memories, best include ones with skills and knowledge as well. Another advantage of this ritual is that it allows us to exchange knowledge and experience. So if you have any useful knowledge and
Kenshin was flustered with rage, but more than answers, he wanted revenge. The amount of information that had entered him mind had brought him to the brink of insanity, and he could barely understand any of it. Thus Kenshin decided to turn the tables. He opened up his palms and congealed two katanas with his Soul Force.Using his Soul Force, Kenshin made the swords join to form a sort of coat of arms. That was going to be his brand. Without saying anything, Kenshin made the brand approach Bastian's chest. Bastian did not resist and merely braced his mind for what might come. Bastian's greatest fear was that Kenshin would throw in as much information as he did.Even though it was unlikely, it was still a possibility that made Bastian very uncomfortable. Bastian was not a coward by nature but he was not a fearless man either. After seeing what Kenshin had gone through, his mind was placed in a prison of paranoia.Bastian closed his eyes when he saw the brand enter his chest. He tried to
The way Bastian understood it; martial arts in this world were extremely advanced, to the point where they involved mastering universal laws. The Dao of the Sword was no different; it was a very profound Dao, one that could not be underestimated.A Dao was a path to understanding the laws of the universe. There were three Supreme Dao upon which the universe was based upon. The Dao of Space, the Dao of Taiji and the Dao of Spirit., each of these were pillars of which this universe stood and were further divided into many other Dao.The Dao of Space for example, was further divided into subsections like the Dao of the Five Elements and the Dao of Time. The Dao of the Taiji was divided into the Dao of Yin and the Dao of Yang. The Dao of the spirit is divided into the Dao of life and the Dao of death.Space, Taiji and Spirit were the Supreme Dao. The following were Celestial Dao. Below Celestial Dao were True, Greater and Lesser Dao. True Dao, Greater Dao and Lesser Dao were often compose
Inside a room, Bastian and Kenshin were seated on their beds, while Shasha and Kai were standing over their beds. The four had been conversing for quite some time before they were silent.Kai then said, "Let me get this straight. Your name is Bastian, you were a low ranking noble who was living in the Western Deserts. You got knocked out by a random cultivator and ended up in the arena without knowing how or why you got there. When you ended up seeing the blind disa-, ehem I mean Kenshin, you suddenly had the urge to assist him. Your knowledge of souls led you to conclude that becoming Soul Brethren with Kenshin would help him, thus you initiated the ritual by yourself, resulting in you temporarily alleviating Kenshin of his problem. Did I miss anything out?" said Kai."Nope, that's the story." said Bastian while nodding. An action Bastian found difficult, as he had gone quite a long time without eating, were it not for his unique physique and cultivation, he would most likely be a co
The streets of Yani City were abandoned for the city was under siege. The usual hustle and bustle of the markets, the shouting and cursing from the arena and the footsteps of civilians were now like ghosts of memories past. No one would have accepted that this was a previously active peak C-class city. Repeated attacks from previous years had taught them many a painful lesson, especially when it came to evacuation procedures. The entire city had been safely evacuated to a large underground bunker by the Dwight family members.As the de facto leaders of the city, they had the ability to mobilise all city resources under them. The troops provided by the Yorks made sure the civilians followed the orders and kept the peace while the Cole provided provisions. The large bunker was under the stewardship of the Oxlade family.At an intersection, in one of the richest districts in the city, an area considered just outside the Dwight family compound, stood a relaxed Guy, looking at the sky. He
Let's rewind time a bit to understand what was happening. All the bigshots of the Cole family and Shasha family had gathered together. Bastian had put together a plan, and they were getting told what to do."First is the southern wall. This will be the only defensive battle on our hands, so it makes sense to have most of our soldiers there. Vermaelen will take most of General Moto's soldiers and hold the wall for us. This job is probably the most simple yet most pivotal.The aquatic daemons will have to climb over the wall to have any chance, so all Vermaelen has to do is keep them away from the wall. If that's hard, then take care of them if they climb it."Vermalaen grunted in response. General Moto was uncomfortable handing her his troops, but he trusted Bastian so he nodded, giving his blessing."Both Sula and General Moto, select and take the most elite soldiers from both armies and make a second group. This group shall move in tandem with Tino
Every ten or so years Yani City would accept a new batch of mercenaries within their city. The unsuspecting mercenaries usually came from far away lands, so they had no clue regarding the tragedies that would befall them from the horde. On the Sovereign Continent, wars were as numerous as the stars in the night sky.Plenty of cities and countries would rely on mercenaries to deal with the problems that plagued the, with Yani city being no exception. The difference between the weak and strong however became apparent at this point, with the strong cites having strong home grown armies.Onismo York stood above a pile of daemon corpses.These were some of the birds that had made it over the wall. Onismo had stationed his men just behind the west and north side of the wall just in case the mercenaries were overwhelmed.The man was adorned in armour from head to toe while his right hand held a large battle axe that was far bigger than what his body should be able
Kitrid started breaking into a cold sweat, because Meera's point was quite valid. Best way to deal with a horde this size is to deal with the alpha. The problem was that in this case the alpha might be too strong for them to handle, so Kitrid was not sure how they were going to go about it."What is taking Tyson so long? The support he promised should be here by now" Kitrid was fighting on the east wall facing the south east direction from which the horde was coming from. Due to the fact that his troops faced the full brunt of the horde, the elder council had promised support. Tyson Cole represented the elders by giving his word that he would send reinforcement if they were in dire straits.At the moment they had lost thousands of men. Thousands more were injured and even more were to fall in battle if this were to continue. The birds in the sky and the beasts on the ground formed a perfect combination minimizing all the advantages Kitrid and his troops had. 
Bastian sat in the Cole family garden. It was a charming botanical wonder full of flowers Bastian had never seen before and well trimmed trees and hedges in neat little rows. Soon the plan would be put into action, and Bastian's mind had been racing. Several gardeners were tending to the maize of stunning flora. His clothes were fine and comfortable, provided by Tyson Cole while Bastian had been living under his house to prepare for the ensuing battle that was to come. His hair was growing again, in fact he found it grew quite quickly, but Bastian had become accustomed to keeping it short.He had been taking walks in Tyson Cole's garden more frequently in the past few days, choosing to seclude himself in meditative isolation as much as he possibly could, and he knew why. Since the deafening roar – no, that was too recent – since he had woken up in a foreign body in this foreign land and trapped with this foreign soul inside him that claimed to have become a
She regained her footing and prepared to fire again. The thunderbird was busy snapping at something. She realised it was one of her men that the alpha thunderbird must have snatched as it swept over the wall.A few more chomps and it swallowed, leaving a dismembered leg to fall limp to the ground. Meera conjured another bow and began firing arrow-lances like crazy. With amazing agility it dodged them all and returned for another bite.it was clear the alpha was faster and stronger than normal thunderbirds, but Meera kept firing. As it swept over the wall again it snatched up another soldier with its tremendous jaws and took another one in its talons. The soldier trapped in its talons was still alive and was struggling to get free. The alpha thunderbird simply squeezed and there was a crunching noise. The soldier stopped struggling. The talons released him and he fell limp all the way to the hard ground.The alpha thunderbird made another hundred and eighty degree
He was one of Kit's commanders and had been charged to hold the eastern wall. Now as the behemoths came closer he found that all the thoughts that had plagued him earlier. All the uncertainty seemed to fade away. Now his mind was clear, except for one thought. It was of her. He imagined her waiting for him in the city after the battle, and held on tight to the memory. They were getting closer now. Large, herbivorous behemoths with three large horns arranged in a triangle; two on its head and one on at the tip of its snout. They shook the earth as they knocked down anything in their way. If they got through then the city would definitely fall.Suddenly something heavy came down on him. He hadn't expected it. It knocked his horse over, throwing him to the ground. it was the corpse of a thunderbird that had been slain in mid-air. As he fell he spun around and kicked the thunderbird into the path of an oncoming behemoth. The lumbering beast tripped on the corpse, resulting in a d
Yani city itself was situated on a large desert island. the island itself was about the size of a small country. The daemon horde usually came from the far south east region of the island where there was a vast jungle that had not yet been consumed by the desert. While the inhabitants of the city could leave whenever they wanted, the island happened to be rich in one thing: minerals, and lots of them. This is what had drawn humans to the island and forced them to stay. Now the city was thriving and it was too late to turn back.As Kit scanned the horizon all he could see was sand and trees until the point where the sky touched the ground. But there was no doubt about it, the horde was coming. He turned around on Valo, to face his men."Listen." He said, calmly. His voice was loud and clear, and as the archers on top of the walls were all cultivators he knew he didn't have to speak very loud for them to hear him. "Can you hear it?" as the wind faded into the backg
Kit took a deep breath. His heart was racing, but his mind was surprisingly clear. Maybe he just couldn't hear himself think against the blaring noise of the sirens of Yani city warning them all of what was coming, a constant reminder of the impending doom in Kit's ears.His uniform was new, or it may have been Kit had never seen actual battle, which did little to inspire his men's faith in him. He led a band of mercenaries that had been hired by the elders of the city about ten years earlier for this very purpose. It was less a band and more like a small army and for ten years they had known the horde was coming. They had talked about this day, trained for it, and waited for it for ten years. Now the day had arrived and the city expected to get its money's worth.It was obvious that the past ten years had been all talk for most of the mercenaries belonging to the avenging shield mercenary group. They wore light black leather uniform. Kit, their commander,