บท 38: Death Warrant (IV): Innocence Lost
[For someone to truly survive in the Wulin, they have to understand something...there are no heroes, there are no villains, and there is no wrong or right. The law is a façade, a way to placate the small and the weak, so that they can keep on being relevant to the strong.
There's no such thing as true justice as the right of a man is determined by the power of his fist and his ability to scrap like a champ. As long ad you were stronger than someone else, you could make your own rules, you could decide their fate, and control their lives. But should a person prove stronger than you, then without a doubt you'll be stuck at their mercy, there would be no freedom or relief, unless you find way to get strong and break free.
There's no goodness In the Wulin, because even those who claim to be righteous have the same thing the sinners do. The same curse every cultivator has to carry the moment they decided to go against the heavens and reach for immortality and greater power. And that thing is DARKNESS.]
From the Secret Tomes Of ANUBIS
The battle raged on, but Alex's grandfather was like a fish in water, he moved in c circles around his opponents, seemingly injuring and taking their lives away by barely even touching them. His grandfather was fighting barehanded against cultivators armed with swords, sabers and poison daggers, yet they couldn't pierce his defense and his pristine white suit remained untouched.
"Zhang Sanfeng, don't think you would be able to keep that grandson of yours safe for long, he has a death warrant on his head. And every major sect would be after him for the bounty, you can't stop what's coming, he's too dangerous to be left alive. Retreat!"
The person who had just finished speaking was a middle aged man dressed in purple. He seemed to be the leader of the group of people who had attacked the airship. He turned around and started running for the edge of the observation deck, with four other masked assailants running after him.
"Do you think that I Zhang Sanfeng is someone you can bully? Die!" Alex's grandfather shouted in anger as a sword appeared out of nowhere in his hands. Then in an exquisite flourish, he swung his sword at the back of the people running away, and an unfathomable sword qi spread out from the sword and tore into their attacked, shredding every single one of them to pieces.
Alex felt a chill go down his spine at the ruthless move of his grandfather. It was not that he was shaken by the fact that his grandfather killed them, but rather by how he did. The old man turned around and walked towards Alex and his mother, flipping his sword as it slowly disappeared into the air. It was then that Alex realized that the sword itself was made from qi! It was a shocking revelation, because Alex could not help but imagine just how much power his grandfather had.
"Suiyan I see you've met your son, however this reunion has to be put on hold. Alex is the great hope for our Zhang clan and our Wudang sect, we can not allow anything to happen to him. Ride ahead in your airship and prepare a mountain peak for him, also take care of the necessary formalities and have inducted as an inner disciple. Then find me very talented youngsters his age, preferably those unaffiliated with any sect or clan, we will train them along Feng'er into a force to be reckoned with. They will serve as his bodyguards, and the peak you choose will be their home." Alex's grandfather shot out orders in a rapid fire manner, not sparing Alex a glance even once. Then Alex's uncle came close with Anya in tow as he asked.
"Even with all of this preparations, we can't always be there to watch him, and he's not strong enough. He would still be in danger, and you know cultivation would be very slow for him due to his multiple spirit roots. I'm afraid even within the sect we won't able to keep him safe."
"I'm well aware of that son, which is why he would not be leaving that mountain peak until he gets to the open Dantian realm. Occasionally, which should be three times a year, he would be let out from the peak with his guards for just three months, where they would travel around and gain experience. Even then we will keep an eye on him, but for now he would be confined and trained until he's capable of protecting himself."
"You intend to make my son a prisoner in his own home?" Alex's mother asked as she took a step closer to her father, her eyes narrowed in a challenge.
"As a matter of fact-yes! I intend to lock him and train him as hard and as fast as I can. Do you have any problem with that daughter?"
They squared up to each other, everyone around could feel the tension between the father and daughter, and no one felt it more than Alex who was caught up in their middle. He really had no idea how to react to this, but from the look of things it seemed like this was about to escalate and get completely out of hand.
"I'll do it!"
His voice was not really loud, but somehow it was imposing. It had an aura to it that drew everyone's attention, and in more ways than one the more experienced members within the crowd recognized that aura when they heard it....it was power. And it was so unique that they've never felt anything like it, even Alex himself had no idea what kind of effect his voice had.
"I'll do as grandfather says, but this is my life, and I'm no one's prisoner. I stay on the peak and train, but I'm allowed to leave anytime and whenever I want, you can keep as much guards as you want around me. You two don't have to fight about this, I'll be fine, and soon enough I'll be strong enough that I wouldn't need you two to bicker over me like children. Anya let's go, we should get some sleep. Considering where we're going, we would need it."
Then Alex turned around and grabbed the hands of a very confused Anya, who even though didn't really understand what was going on, knew that Alex had been put in a tough position. His grandfather and mother however finally realized what had just happened, and while it was a cause for regret on their part as parents, they had no choice. They had just forced a young boy to grow up too fast, whatever was left of Alex's childhood had probably died with the people who just tried to kill him because of what he might become.
Alex the son of Ben the painter, and the innocent village boy was gone. All that was left in his place was Zhang Feng- the young master of the Zhang family. And a man who's star is bound to shine a lot more brighter than everyone else, and like all stars, he's bound to be alone.....or not.
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