9 Fated To Mee (1/2)
Inside her dark cave, Daiyu lamented. Her breath hung on the air lightly while her eyes fluttered open revealing bright brown orbs that were slightly clouded.
Why hasn't it changed?
Daiyu slowly laid her hand on her bosom, deliberating for a moment before she moved her hand away. Her heartbeat continued calmly beating, unlike the strange turmoil she was feeling.
What was it?
Pursuing her red lips, she left with a frown.
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”Daiyu.”
Daiyu had only taken half a step out of the entrance of lush green bamboo when she heard her master's voice called out to her. She quickly adjusted her facial expression and turned respectfully to the old man. Slightly smiling, she gave her greetings.
”Shifu.”
The old man nodded, his right hand brushing over his old beard while his left hand was bent back, resting behind his back. His eyes focused on Daiyu's face and his brows furrowed in worry.
Just a week ago, he had heard about the fight that happened in the central courtyard, and the news had taken him by surprise. The Daiyu he knew never liked confrontation, and she never practiced her martial arts. Furthermore, he had examined the other girl's body and discovered the extensive damage caused in the body was caused by someone reflecting the attacking power back into the opponent's body. To do this, the other person had to have a high innate talent which Daiyu had, but also the skill needed a practiced mindset to operate the reflection. It didn't seem to be like anything the childish Daiyu would do yet when he looked at her now, he had no choice to believe it.
When had she been practicing?
Was it due to what he had said to her last time?
The old man frowned.
”Have you been well?” His words echoed lightly, and Daiyu nodded.
The old man moved his eyes down to her hands which were lightly wrapped in a thin white cloth, and he coughed. Reaching into his robes, he pulled out a tiny jar of medicine and held it out in his hand. Daiyu looked at the little jar and hesitantly reached her hand to take it. Wrapping her fingers around the jar, Daiyu gave a soft thank.
However, it made the old man frowned even more.
This child used to be so playful yet now she wore such a severe expression on her face. When did she change so much? Was it because of his few words?
His frown turned deeper. While he did want Daiyu to take over his spot, he didn't want to see her like this, he didn't want to rob her of her childhood. From the last time they spoke, her emotionless eyes had always been bothering his heart as he still cared for Daiyu like his own daughter.
Perhaps, was this child lonely?
He sighed, and opened his mouth, ”I'll teach you the six-claws dragon technique.”
Daiyu looked up in surprise at his gentle face, she hadn't expected him to forgive her so early.
”You're not mad at me?”
The old man sighed, his right hand patted her head tenderly, ”Silly child, I was never mad. Although I was disappointed by your refusal, you came back and admitted your wrongdoings. What else could I be mad about?”
Daiyu nodded, she would practice harder this time. She wouldn't fool around anymore. Never again would she allow her master's name to suffer.
”However, I want you to pick a junior sibling,” The old man continued, and he could see her questioning eyes, ”This old man will leave for some time to cultivate. Since the six-claws dragon technique will differ greatly from the other sect members' combat skills, you'll be lonely in your training. Since it's Selecting Day, why don't you choose a partner to train with you?”
Daiyu couldn't refuse him, after all, it was reasonable, and he was worried for her. The girl merely nodded and followed him into the courtyard. However, each step on the soil going into selecting venue seemed to send a shock to her body, and she suddenly stumbled. Her feet no longer seem to hold the strength needed to move forward.
Why?