Chapter 12: Chapter 12 First battle with Zong Yu

Translator: ryangohsff  Editor: Nora

He slowly regained consciousness, and the unbearable pain slowly faded away.

Zong Shou tried his best to open his eyes. He could gradually feel his limbs, but he still could not move them.

Within his abdomen, he felt a cooling sensation seeping into his body. This should be the medicinal herb properties, which woke him up and helped to suppress his rumbling qi.

Looking around once more, he was still within the carriage. However, the carriage had already stopped, and a greenish pattern surrounded the four walls of the carriage.

In the middle of carriage was a purple jade ball. It was the size of a fist, temporarily suspended in the air. It slowly turned, giving out a spiritual light.

“Is this a formation? Spirit tool?”

Zong Shuo was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Chuxue was a double cultivator. She had enough mental ability to activate this Wind Wall Charm Formation.

It seemed like this carriage and that jade ball, which were similarly exceptional, were the methods Chuxue mentioned a few days ago. His father had left these things for him.

When he was within this carriage, thanks to this formation’s protection, he did not even need to be afraid of a Xiantian master, as this formation would be able to protect his life for a period of time.

Blood Maniac Monster Saint, Nine-Tailed Fox King. At the start of the spirit energy explosion, Donglin Cloud Continent’s monster race did have a few strong experts. They were as eye-catching as the shining sun, but also fell like shooting stars, causing many to sigh and feel pity for them.

For some reason, that name that he should only feel pity for felt really close to him when he thought of it…

Maybe it was because the way he lost consciousness was very similar to the scene where the real Zong Shou disappeared. As a result, the remnants of the soul resounded. Perhaps, it was some other reason. The outcome was that the thirteen years of memories were totally recorded into his head.

The proud son of the king fell into the depths. Everyone close to him left and stayed far away from him. He trained hard and cultivated diligently to no effect. He went far from home to train in the path of a spirit master. However, three years later, he was still seen as trash and received more mocking and disdain from others.

In the near future, he would become a puppet in the hands of others. He would be tortured and die on Gantian Mountain.

The next Gantian Mountain Monster King would hang his head on the mountains.

His consciousness was still heavy and dizzy. At that moment, his chest was still filled with fury and unwillingness…

No matter what pain it was, he could take it. He could persist through any kind of arduous training! Why was he unable to open up his Chakra Meridians?

Was he really a useless person? Could he only hide under the wings of his father and be protected by him?

He was not willing!

All kinds of thoughts entered his brain. Zong Shou shook his head vigorously, forcing himself up. The scenes outside of the window entered his eyes, and his muscles instantly tensed up. His ears that were supposed to be deaf took in the surrounding noise once more.

A silent laugh; Zong Shou loosened his body, allowing sensation to return to his limbs. He used his sword to support his body as he stood in front of the jade ball.

This charm formation had locked down this carriage. Others could not enter, and he could not exit.

Luckily, in the last life, he had some small progress into the spiritual arts. It could be said that he was proficient at talismans and charms…

Gathering energy at his fingertips, he touched an area outside of that spiritual light, which totally cut off that flowing spiritual energy.

The jade ball in front of him started crazily spinning and drifted down. The purple-colored patterns on the carriage walls also started to dim.

Zong Shou naturally would not bother. He raised that Pine Pattern Wind Sword and darted right out of the carriage. He silently landed outside of the carriage, and he looked out at the still rotating wind pillar behind him.

The originally totally green wilderness now had several patches of blood. Five or six bodies lay on it.

The sun was like blood, and the vultures in the air screeched as they circled endlessly.

Seven hundred yards away, there were maniacal shouts and furious roars. Grass was flying everywhere. Nearby laid a body, thin and shriveled. The hand of the body was like that of an eagle’s claw, but its shape was a little different. It was not Wu Wei, who he had seen before. This one lay face down on the ground, showing no signs of life.

Nearby, sword light burst out, with knife images like a flood. Dust and sand covered his sight, making it hard to see the images within.

Focusing all his energy, he could only see that Yin Yang’s chest had been pierced. Half a broken dagger was still in the wound. Under that maniacal sword light, he bitterly held on.

What a burning sword!

His eyes tensed up, and Zong Shou looked toward the heavily wounded cat-eared girl.

The snow-like dress she was wearing was dyed red, revealing skin that was now covered with knife wounds.

“Xue’er…”

Those thirteen years of memories filled his mind once more. They were childhood sweethearts who shared everything with one another.

Everyone saw him as trash, a bastard, and the humiliation of Gantian Mountain, but only Xue’er did not leave him.

Even if he knew that this was the memory of that dead person, and he had spent less than half a month with this girl, his lips could not help but start to smile.

Usually, he was a little confused and lost. However, every time he looked at her, he would feel warm.

However, just as that smile rose, it became cold with sadness.

They were not fighting, but bullying her. She could barely support her body as she fought solo against six men. Her footsteps were messy, she was on the verge of collapsing. The sword claws on her hands meant that she had little to no way to defend herself.

The remaining people mostly stood at the side and watched, their eyes filled with ridicule. Only Zong Yu, like a cat playing with a mouse, walked around her. Occasionally, he would slash a wound on her body or stab an area. The smile and his face made it seem like he was having a lot of fun.

Moreover, it was like this cat-eared girl did not know the situation she was in. She was obviously finding it really difficult to stand, but she still tried to chase the shadow of Zong Yu.

Only after the wind around the carriage faded and the fluttering stopped did she stand still with despair in her eyes.

Zong Yu was also stunned. He quickly took a few steps back away and looked toward Zong Shou with surprise and delight.

“It is brother Shou! It seems like Xue’er’s incantation technique couldn’t last for long. Haha! I was still wracking my brains, thinking about how to open up this Wind Wall Charm Formation. I won’t kill you today, so why don’t you follow me back to Gantian Mountain? With me protecting you, no one will steal your throne. But this Xue’er is not bad; she is really intense. I want you to give her to me!”

Zong Shou didn’t bother with him. His expression was full of focus as he looked at Chuxue. Each and every scar and wound was etched into his heart.

He let threads of true qi flow out of his Chakra Meridians and into the Pine Pattern Wind Sword. A the same time, he was thinking about whether killing people in real life was the same as killing people in the game or not.

In the last life, in the game world, there was a person known as the Corpse Smasher. This person loved to play with corpses after killing them, making it hard for people to watch. His notoriety spread far and wide.

At that time, Zong Shou didn’t understand and felt confused. However, he felt similar torturing thoughts enter his mind today.

Sword Emperor Tanqiu would have his first battle of this era against this group of scum.

When Zong Yu saw Zong Shou not reply, he thought that Zong Shou was scared silly, and he dissed once more, “I thought you improved over the years, but you are still so useless!”

Just as Zong Yu was about to tell the people at the side to take him down, Zong Shou suddenly asked, “Xue’er, are those wounds painful?”

Chuxue’s consciousness felt heavy but after she heard that, she immediately shook her head despite her surprise. “No, but I regret being unable to protect Young Master. It is all my fault…”

Zong Shou’s heart felt pained when he heard those words. However, his face revealed a smile, “That’s good. Watch as your Young Master helps you take it out on them! Should I take all their balls down for you to kick?”

Chuxue was not the only one astonished. Ball? Did he mean silk strip balls? Were those kicked? Even the people around them were shocked. Zong Yu was furious and amused, and he mocking, “Help her take it out on us? You can’t even take care of yourself! Brother Shou, are you crazy or stupid?”

He casually waved his hand as the three blue-clothed swordsmen beside him dashed like arrows toward Zong Shou.

Zong Shou frowned slightly. Following which, he took a deep breath and adjusted his body to its optimal condition. His Pine Pattern Wind Sword was pointed forward, and slanted slightly as he held it tight with both hands. The strength hidden in his body suddenly exploded. His right leg kicked off the ground, and he leapt five feet forwards.

In the future game world, he killed people for fun. However, in reality, be it fighting or killing, this was his first time.

However, he had adapted amazingly well to it, and there were no signs of rustiness. It was like there was an ember that was burning in his chest.

In a short few strides, he could already clearly see their faces. The three swordsmen heading over had the special green eyes of a low-class wolf race. At that moment, they were cold, but lacked any fighting intent. In their eyes, they probably did not treat him as an opponent, but a clown that did not know his place.

With a mocking laugh, the Wind Spirit Extra Point in his left chest exploded, and the true qi spread out and coursed into his legs.

“Wind Stepping!”

With his weird-looking steps, Zong Shou’s body shone, resulting in afterimages. His entire person had doubled in speed without any prior signs. As he appeared in front of the first person, their faces were right in front of one another. A stunned and terrified expression appeared on his target.

“Charge!”

Without any hesitation, the sword light pierced forward like lightning.

A line of blood along with numerous bone fragments and flesh spurted out crazily from the hole in the man’s throat that opened up.