An β Hello to all, I may have missed yesterdays release due to oversleeping so Iβll try to make it up along the way
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Afraid to even take one step further, ZIlan decided it was best to just wait until the end of the test. With all the collecting that heβd done, he was sure that his score was not too bad.
Thus while sighing in relief, Zilan led Fujo and Kifo to a particularly large tree to take a rest.
βThis thing is finally over.β He smiled.
Seeing this, Kifo immediately understood that their test had come to an end. It would be a lie if he said, he didnβt wish to give it a try but in the end he had to remind himself that his body was just flesh and bones, compared to that rock guy, his defence was much worse.
Of course, when it came to fleeing, he was still very confident.
Zilan noticed his reaction but he chose to keep quiet rather than explain the situation inside that place. If that sinister existence heard, he would absolutely be targeted.
Seeing the trio relaxing under a tree not too far away, Mawe, the rock scaled youth, was extremely dissatisfied.
βAre you really not going in?β His voice was slightly hoarse and deep. Despite him looking so fragile, his voice still gave off an overbearing presence.
Hearing him Zilan didnβt wish to respond and neither did he need to since the person to his side was quite interested in saying something.
βWhat do you mean not going?β laughed Fujo.
Mawe was clearly annoyed by Fujoβs words,
βOnly a bunch of cowards, who donβt even dare to challenge their limits. Hmph! Youβll never reach the top. As expected of that DECLining Purple Sun Family!β He snorted.
Unexpectedly, Fujo didnβt seem angered by Maweβs words instead he laughed even louder.
βItβs okay, itβs okay. Only this time will I forgive you for saying those words. After all, you can be considered my βpoison tasterβ for today. If it wasnβt for you I might have also ended up digging through the ground to escape after only a few seconds.β
Kifo was especially amused by this young Masters final sentence so he decided to add to the fun,
βBrother Fujo, you havenβt spoken well. Since when could we Felines dig through the ground? Even our Ancestors must have known how degrading something like that must look thus he chose to not bother learning those things, leaving it for the ruffians and the hooligans who love playing in the mud.β
βWell said. Well said!β Applauded Fujo. He even stood up just to throw his head back and laugh as he held onto his stomach.
It was known to all Beasts in the world that when it came to pride Felineβs were in the elite category. Degrading things, they wouldnβt even listen. Even a simple house cat had its own pride that could drive its owners crazy.
When he heard the words spoken by Fujo, Mawe grinded his teeth in anger however, from the moment Kifo started speaking his body didnβt stop trembling. He was thoroughly enraged.
These motherf**kers didnβt just ridicule his performance in the inner red forest. They even went as far as to diminish and disgrace his technique.
What he used was a bloody Divine technique okay! What digging through the ground to escape? What leaving it for the ruffians and the hooligans who love playing in the mud?
Are you Bastards serious? He had actually met fools who would dare to ridicule a Divine technique, a life saving one that.
Unfortunately despite being at a point where he had to force the blood down his throat to avoid spitting it out, it looked like the fools were far from slowing down.
βBrother Kifo, in all seriousness when he first asked us if we really were not going in, I had wanted to say something but I suddenly forgot. Now Iβve finally remembered.β
βPlease share.β Urged Kifo.
βItβs like this. Itβs not that I donβt want to enter its just that I donβt dare, I truthfully donβt dare. This Brother definitely cannot much up to Mr.Rock over there.β Sighed Fujo.
βAh! How can that be? Brother Fujoβ¦.β
It was if the whole thing was choreographed with that pause, Fujo immediately looked up at the sky and said.
βIβve really been outclassed, I had always thought that Iβm a decisive person but when I saw Mr.Rock running at full speed without a care and with a resolute heart just to receive a beating, thatβs when I realised I had been outclassed.β
Zilan struggled to hold his laughter. His breathing was also unsteady when he heard Fujo finish.
βHaha..Who is this Mr.Rock? Could you have been a poet in your last life?β thought Zilan. He really wanted to point at the now dubbed Mr.Rock and laugh his to hearts delight.
Kifo was also dumbstruck but he showed no restraint as he let out his unbridled laughter while even clapping.
Fujo graciously took a bow, in all directions to the non-existent crowd.
βWhat kind of act is this?β
Unable to take anymore, Zilan also started laughing.
On the side Mr.Rock had already spit out another mouthful of blood. Veins as big as wheat stalks spiralled around his face.
Too vexing! This time he couldnβt decide which one was worse. The thrashing from the gas or the words of the despicable people before him.
βYouβ¦Good! Iβve remembered all of you.β Growled Mr.Roc..noβ¦Mawe.
βIt is an honour to be remembered by such a decisive person.β Stated Kifo.
However, instead of the expected laughter this time an amused yet sinister voice sounded all around them.
βAt the end when he turned into a lighted matchstick was also good.β As if proud of himself the sinister guy laughed his lungs out. He even coughed at the end.
Unfortunately, no one accompanied him in his hair raising endeavours. Everyone was silent, including Mawe whose head cautiously swung in every direction. It was just like the actions one would do when trying to follow the movements of an infuriating mosquito.
βOkay, enough jokes. Half Breed kid step out! Letβs play a few games.β
Zilanβs body unconsciously shivered. βDo I look like an idiot? Go and play games with your mother!β
Of course, heβd never say these words out loud.
βNo, thank you.β He said as he stood up and turned to walk the other way.
βWhat? Youβve refused, why?β From his voice, it was obvious that the red squirrel hadnβt expected this.
In his mind, Zilan would be like one of those hot-blooded youths who wanted to test themselves in dangerous situations, only to receive a great treasure after enduring.
βAh, thatβs right the treasure.β
β*Cough*Cough* You might not know but if youβre able to live throughβ¦I mean endure my games then earth shaking treasures and otherworldly creations await you. Anything you want, this Sage can do.β Declared the red mechanical squirrel.
Zilanβs ears perked up when he heard this,
βAnything?β He asked.
βOf course!β
βGood. Then I want you to leave me alone.β Frowned Zilan.
Others may not know but he was not just anyone. Of course, he was aware of what that forest was. It was basically hell, entering meant resolving not to return.
The only reason that Mr.Rock escaped was because this so-called Sage wasnβt interested in him. That technique used by the trees was most likely just a test.
βNo, you canβt do this. Iβve waiteβ¦umβ¦uhβ¦this goes against the reasons for the test. I donβt expect you to understand such profound things but bottom line is, if you want to rise up, you have to come play a bit, hehe.β
Zilan didnβt even turn back as he further increased his fleeing, no, walking speed.
βReasons for the test? Profound? This test is just a tool to assess three things. Resourcefulness under pressure and danger, the will to move forward on the road despite being restricted and lastly how well we can identify, hunt and store the materials necessary for Alchemy.β
βEh?β
Leave alone the red squirrel even Fujo and Kifo were stunned by Zilanβs words.
βIf you know you need to move forward thenβ¦β Before he could finish, Zilan quickly interrupted him.
βThose principles and rules apply to everyone but me. Senior, I apologise but I canβt join you.β
βWait, waitβ¦.I have a sword that was refined by a good friend of Maste..um..the Chairman.β
βNo thanks.β Coldly replied Zilan as he waved his hand.
βOk..I have a thousand year old night pearlβ¦β
βDonβt want it.β
βThereβs also a Heaven defying [Turtle lives Eternal] scripture]..β
βNot bad, but Iβm still not participating in your game.β
βYou, You canβt do this. Right, I can guarantee that your cultivation will soar to unknown heights if you take the three pills I have with me, left behind by the Chairman.β
βCultivation should be improved steadily and surely. Shortcuts are simply a path to self-destruction, Senior what wrong have I done to you.β
The red squirrel was at a loss for words. βThings even Elders would fight for, youβre just dismissing them like theyβre left over food? Youβre even saying that me offering you Masters pills is a punishment? Where did this Half Breed come from? Are Half Breeds also born with only half a brain?β
An β Iβve noticed that the number of comments have reduced. If this is due to my writing or something else please let me know.