Chapter 151 – A New Subject (2/2)

The few Bone Gnawing Wolves cried as though a raging storm were coming for Tang Tian.

Tang Tian broke out into a cold sweat as his hair stood. Without saying a word, he turned and sprinted for his life.

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In the room, Ling Xu took off his thick jacket. He was bandaged all over his body like a mummy. He lowered his head and started to loosen the bandages. Slowly, the bandages loosened around his wrist, shoulders, chest, and waist…

Looking into the mirror, he stared at a blue haired, suave looking, deformed body and his crooked, odd-looking wrist and drifted far away in his thoughts.

“Mentor, why don’t you teach me spear arts?” A soft, sad voice rang.

‘Because you can’t practise them.” An old patient man said.

“Mentor! I will work very hard! Mentor, please, teach me!” The little soft, and stubborn voice plead.

The old man sighed: “Little Xu, when I adopted you, your body was injured badly. Your bones are deformed, especially your spine. I gave you massages everyday, but I could not revert it. The spear arts have very high expectations from the body. Your body will not be able to take it. Your wrist, fingers, all of those joints, they were severely injured. You have flaws in releasing strength and most importantly, your spine will not take the burden and it will make you feel horrible.”

“Mentor, I can! I can do it!” Little Ling Xu lifted his head and said with pure determination.

Mentor looked into his eyes as Ling Xu remembered it so vividly.

“Mentor, I can do it!” looking at himself in the mirror, Ling Xu muttered. His pair of orange eyes were filled with yearning and perseverance.

He stepped into the wooden pail beside him. The wooden pail was filled with a black coloured medicated water. It reeked of a bad odour and he submerged all the way up to his neck.

He looked like he was in pain.

The medicine penetrated into his body giving him a sensation as though his body was being set ablaze. His bones were being enveloped by a ball of flames. It burned continuously as though it had a sheer determination to turn his bones into ash.

This was the medication that mentor had given him when he was alive. It helped him to relieve the burden of his spine. Occasionally, he needed to soak himself in this medication to dissolve all the internal injuries. From the moment he started practising the spear arts, he never stopped taking it.

But this process was definitely not enjoyable.

After the burning sensation had subsided, came an excruciating pain. It was as if countless nails were being hammered into his joints and bones.

His mind was blank, his face pale. His angry looking orange coloured eyes had no anxiety, and became pale white. He could not stop crying like a wild beast. His head looked as if it was being scooped out from the water, it was filled with sweat. The blue hair was drenched.

One hour later, there were colours and life in his orange eyes again.

The pain slowly subsided. He could feel his body slowly regaining movements. The stiff joints started to soften up. All the stabbing pain disappeared.

Such a comfortable process would not last for long.

When he came out from the wooden pail, and wiped himself dry. He took out a clean bandage and started to bandage himself again. These bandages were made from special ingredients. They were super strong, and tight. Once they were bandaged on him, they could help him relief part of the burden from his spine.

His crooked body was slowly enveloped by the snow white bandages.

He knew long ago how to bandage himself tightly without affecting the agility of his movements.

His body was now fully covered with the snow white bandage. It was tight enough that it made him flush, looking slightly sick. He held the silver spear in his hands. The coldness of the spear immediately calmed him down.

This spear was given to him by his mentor. It was his source of energy. Years of roaming, he finally started to find his way back to himself.

Shaking his wrist lightly, the edge of the spear trembled. A tinge of a silver radiance shimmered and faded.

Ling Xu looked satisfied. His gaze landed on a new white, long robe on the chair. The white coloured robe had golden sides, the collar was tall with two golden goat horns as badges.

Mentor, I finally have enough qualifications to wear it…

Ling Xu was slightly excited. He extended his palms to caress the white robe. The last words from his mentor resounded in his ears.

“If one day, you can train fully in the Justice Origin Core thrust, then you can wear it…”

Carefully, Ling Xu wore the white robe. It was big and it covered his body well. It was whiter than snow, with his silverish red tasseled spear pole, blue hair, he looked slightly surprised when he saw how good looking he was in the mirror. This set of clothes looked more like a priest or a deity officer than a martial artist.

But very quickly, he cast those thoughts to the back of his head. He did not mind how or what it looked like. Even if it were a set of clothes that looked like a beggar, he would not hesitate for one second and wear it.

“Mentor, little Xu will not let you down.”

He muttered softly as though he vowed.

The young lad pushed the door open and filled the room with sun beams.