Chapter 2 (1/2)

Chapter 2 Dawn

Dawn

Mist blew over the city in waves, enveloping oriental palaces, high paGodas, and strange pyralooe's poorhis hood over his head, he'd been unable to travel unnoticed

The clanslares and sneers his way, puncturing his heart like countless flying daggers To defend against the derisive attention, he lowered his head hurried his way past afurther and further away fro Palace, or the Hall of Inheritance as some liked to call it, was the place where the elders of the clan taught the children all kinds of secret skills and strange techniques It had been stipulated, soardless of origin, had to live inside one of the thousands of two-story buildings situated near the grand building

There were no exceptions

Yin Xuege was nearly out of breath when he finally reached the door to his residence fifteenlocated in a re Palace

His clan had seen to it that no one occupied any of the houses near his own In fact, it was not so long ago that they had razed soround to e took a deep breath before turning the knob and going inside He went up to his roo his partly-torn robe with a tight-fitting leather suit When he was done, he stood in front of thehis hands against his cheeks to rouse hilanced up at his reflection

He was thin and tall, taller than e But his face carried the cold sternness of someone who had already seen the harshness of the world And though his long, supple hair had been tied back with a blood-red headband, two long strands had fallen across his features

As he continued to examine himself, he pushed the loose strands of hair back and narrowed his eyes The siht tiht, the color of blood, to appear in the as quickly as it had cohtly clenched his teeth at its disappearance, saying: ”Direct descendant? I don't need this kind of monster bloodline! I don't need this kind of clan!”

His face paled as he recalled Yin Xuejiao's arrogant laughter, and the years of suppression and torment he had suffered at the hands of his other clansht reappeared in his eyes, growing stronger and stronger until the faint smell of blood flooded his narrow bathroom ”Monsters! Monsters, all of you!” he finally shouted

Boo froe's attention outward The drums, which were fabled to have been made from the skin of Fu Xi, the son of the God of Thunder, directly penetrated the depths of hishis entire body

The day's lecture was about to begin and any child not in the halls of Fledgling Palace before the end of the third round of dru to clan law

Only an insane person would skip out on lecture

Drawn to the throb of druht in his eyes Then he turned into a pale shadow and rushed in the direction of Fledgling Palace

The air, torn apart by his haste, , crisp ”chī chī” sound, akin to that of soe, al Palace stood north of the children's quarters At 500 iant square tenits sidesin a sea of blood

At the entrance to Fledgling Palace, a e of the Eastern Monster Race, Nüwa, stood holding the handle of a beautifully-shaped long sword in her left hand and a giant, dark-red bat in her right

Yin Xuege stopped in front of Nüwa and bowed deeply but not to the e beside the giant bat, the clone ienitor of the Yin Clan that had been e numbers of children poured in froan Like Yin Xuege, they bowed to the two forether

After showing proper respect, they transfor Palace like strong gusts of wind

Booe hi started

As he walked to the front of a spacious hall, so hirew disorderly as he tried to catch hi behind him slammed into both of his shoulders

The force of the iood twentyto the palace floor with a ”Pā!”

He lay there for a ans shi+fted

The dozens of youths standing in the hall looked to his prone forhter Their jeers poured down on hi him like a tide that could blot out the sky and shroud the earth

Looking pale, he pulled hi, the chief deacon of Fledgling Palace, stalk to his front with a dreary facial expression

”Xuege, your aptitude is the worst out of all of the children Do you think that you should still come here and waste the family's time and resources? If I were to allocate the same number of resources that have been wasted on you to a child of one of the branch clans, they would already be twice as powerful as you are now!” he said, gently patting Yin Xuege on the shoulder before shaking his head and heaving a great sigh

Yin Xuege clenched his hands into fists Then, he looked up to that sole and squeezed out a feords: ”Third Uncle, I ae'shim off mid-sentence ”Don't call me 'Third Uncle'! Only the other children are allowed to be so inti's words caused the group of children to erupt into another round of laughter

”Yeah! Only we can call Elder Jiying, 'Third Uncle'…”