Chapter 3 (1/2)

Chapter 3 – Ancient Deity

Translated by Sunyancai

“Ha-ha, why do you want to join the Immortal Daoist Sect, Xiao Chen?”

“Because I want to become the most powerful man between heaven and earth, Master.”

“Ha-ha, good! As your Master, I believe that you will achieve that. Let’s hope that the great heavens won’t let your efforts go in vain.”

“Master! Master!” Xiao Chen suddenly woke up from his coma and screamed out loud. Only then did he realize that he was in a dream. Recalling master’s gracious smile, Xiao Chen could not help but burst into tears, with his heart filled with sorrow and sourness.

“Am I dreaming now?” Xiao Chen suddenly woke up and hastily stood up, and wished that the slaughter of the Immortal Daoist Sect was merely a dream. He refused to believe that it really happened.

However, when he looked at those corpses, he was finally certain that it did actually happen, and he was not dreaming at all. Unable to bear the heavy blow, he was once again plunged into grief and fear, as if the whole world had sunk into darkness.

“How could this be? Why is it like this? I can live with the discrimination from the Xiao family, the humiliation from the Yang Family, but why did the Immortal Daoist Sect get destroyed? Is it just because I’m a waste?” Xiao Chen murmured bitterly, feeling down and lost.

“Kid, are you suffering from being discriminated by theXiao family, since you are just a waste without Vital Spirit? Are you angry at the Yang family’s nasty insult? Are you feeling afraid because the Immortal Daoist Sect got ma.s.sacred?

Unexpectedly, out of nowhere, an old low voice sounded in Xiao Chen’s ears. Xiao Chen got stunned; he quickly turned his head to find the voice’s source. However, there was no one around, he was only surrounded by dead bodies.

“Who’s there? Who’s talking?” Immediately Xiao Chen became alert. Since n.o.body was seen, he asked himself at heart, “Unless I misheard? There’s obviously no one nearby!”

“Your name is Xiao Chen, right? Kid, you may see me if you close your eyes.

The voice rang again, this time Xiao Chen was completely sure that there was indeed someone out there talking to him. He did not imagine it; he just lost sight of the person’s existence.

Xiao Chen did as the voice commanded, he slowly closed his eyes. He stepped into somewhere dark.

“Where…Where am I?” Xiao Chen wandered. Oddly, he found himself in a dark gloomy s.p.a.ce where nothing was visible.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared in the dark s.p.a.ce, an unreal figure emitting golden s.h.i.+ne stood in front of Xiao Chen. He was an old grey-haired man.

Xiao Chen was astonished at the miraculous existence of that old man, his mouth wide open as he asked quaveringly, “Old man, who…who are you? Why are you here? And what is this place?”

“This is the frame of your mind.” Smiled the old man.

“The frame of my mind? Why is it full of darkness? Are you fooling me?” Xiao Chen said. From his perspective, darkness represented bad people. He a.s.sumed that he was not a bad person, that’s why he asked.

“You can’t cultivate Vital Spirit and you feel miserable about it, even though you believe that you could change, get Vital Spirit someday. Through all these years, acc.u.mulating dark elements began to pile up inside your mindframe. The insult from the Yang family, the ma.s.sacre of the Immortal Daoist Sect brought you fear and despair, which also made your frame of mind so dark.” The old man explained peacefully.