305 Ballad of the ‘Real Man’ (1/2)

The Young Master Jun's head was initially filled with many muddled thoughts. Then, he remembered to lend a helping hand…

Guan Qing Han slowly woke up. She felt her body relax. The Young Lady felt like soaring high in the sky, and couldn't help but feel a sense of exultation. She had broken through to the Gold Xuan realm! This meant that she had attained considerable strength. She didn't need anyone's protection anymore. It was useless now.

Guan Qing Han suppressed that rising feeling of joy with great difficulty. She realized that the palm which was placed on her back, and had earlier transferred that warm strength to her — had stopped doing so. Yet… she could still feel that warm palm on her back.

It was a good, big and warm hand!

[Who helped me? That Jun Mo Xie doesn't have enough cultivation to help me.]

She curiously turned her head to look. Surprisingly, she found that Jun Mo Xie was sitting cross-legged behind her… with his eyes closed. His hand was extended outwards; his palm was still placed on her back…

[How is this possible?]

[It really was him!]

Suddenly, she felt a burst of dizziness. [Since when did this little brat have such a high cultivation? Is it possible that…?]

[But he's motionless… He must've expended a lot of strength to assist in increasing my power, right? No wonder he can't open his eyes. It must've been unbearably tiring.]

Just when she was thinking this — she felt the hand placed on her back move. Then, she felt the five fingers squirm about. Suddenly, she started to feel ticklish. [Is this little brat kneading my back?!] His fingers moved again… [This, this… this… Isn't he fondling my back?]

Guan Qing Han's body stiffened as she turned her head to look. The wretched little brat's eyes were still closed. But, he had a happy expression on his face. The corners of his mouth were bent-crooked in an extremely vulgar smile. It seemed that his face was revealing the lustfulness of his soul…

[This is the same vulgar side of the Brother-in-Law. But… wasn't he only pretending to be a vile character?]

[How…]

That palm started to move again. This time… in a downward direction…

Could Guan Qing Han allow her devilish brother-in-law to take advantage of her?

”Ah!” she exclaimed. ”Bang!” she instinctively slapped him. Then, she resolutely stamped her feet, and let her kick loose. Her face turned red with shame. She couldn't show her face anymore. So, she clutched her face and ran away.

The Young Lady's speed had increased drastically along with her cultivation. Her silhouette disappeared into her room. Her heartbeat sounded like loud drums. She was angry and ashamed; ashamed yet bashful. Guan Qing Han's expression was one of hatred. She stamped her feet on the ground. She couldn't prevent tears from flowing down her eyes as she sat in daze for some time. Then, she suddenly fell on her bed and covered her head; sobs escaped her lips even though she tried hard to stifle them.

Jun Mo Xie had been able to feel her soft and satin skin even though his palm was separated from it by a layer of clothing. His mind had been intoxicated by this sensation. In fact, he felt as if his mouth had run dry. His palm seemed to have grown a mind of its own. It was seemingly moving around on its own…

[It's so smooth, ah… what is that…?]

His mind was star-struck with admiration. He was completely oblivious about his bodily actions. He felt as if he was slowly floating in the breeze. In fact, he felt as if he had become an immortal…

Then, Jun Mo Xie was startled by a sudden cry of fear. He had just opened his eyes when — ”Bang!” he felt a palm slap his face. The slap had given rise to a crisp sound. He was obviously angered by this; [what's the matter?]

He was about to retort when he suddenly felt a violent sensation surge in his abdomen. He didn't get enough time to feel the pain since he was sent flying like the misty clouds. He drifted for ten meters and crashed onto a flowerbed.

A full ten meters ah! The Young Master Jun hadn't been born as big person in this reincarnation. He wasn't even close to six feet in height; nor was his figure bulky or brawny. His body was that of an average man. So was his weight. That is why one kick from a pretty girl was enough to send his body flying!

[Did she become this powerful by taking the medicine?]

[This medicine… you can't eat it indiscriminately ah…]

As fate would have it… there were many sharp thorns in that flowerbed. Several thorns pricked into the Young Master Jun's posterior. He started to hurt everywhere, and all thoughts instantly disappeared from his skulls. The tent which had previously been raised in the crotch of his pants — had dispiritedly collapsed…

He crawled out of the flowerbed in a daze. There wasn't a soul in sight. The Young Master Jun tried to recall the sequence of events. He couldn't help become frantic; [I understand that my hands moved in an immoral manner… and my thoughts were immoral as well… but, I had only intended to help you! However, the outcome of that…]

[What can I say? Couldn't you have objected before you struck me? This is unreasonable! Although, I certainly acted immorally first, ah…] The more Young Master Jun thought about this incident — the more he realized that he was in the wrong… and that the slap and the kick were fitting punishments…

[I can't even absolve my actions in this incident! Isn't that depressing?]

Young Master Jun remained silent for some time. He had given some of the Dans to his grandfather and his third uncle — only to have them rip him apart. Jun Mo Xie then gave a dosage to Guan Qing Han, and also helped increase her cultivation. He thought that his beautiful sister-in-law would commend him for it… or would at least behave gently with him thereafter. Who would've imagined that she would instead kick his abdomen…?

It was still fortunate that she had kicked his abdomen. What if her kick had landed a bit lower? Wouldn't she have broken his eggs?

Jun Mo Xie wiped his cold sweat and fled with his tail tucked between his legs. He realized that he wouldn't have been able to go to the Tian Fa if that kick had smashed his eggs. So, he quickly concealed his crotch with his hands, and frog-jumped out of her courtyard. [My legendary reputation would've been crushed…]

The Young Master Jun issued an order. 254 strong guards had been training intensely in the Jun Family's grounds. It didn't matter if they were in 'honing their skills' training, or were in 'resistance' training, or they were soaking in the hot pool — everyone immediately put their tasks on hold. They quickly divided into two groups, and stationed themselves in an orderly manner in front of Jun Mo Xie.

Every man in the two formations appeared to be in high spirits.

”Remember when I started your training — I told you that I want two teams out of you. Those two teams would be the strongest. One would be the 'Heaven Destroyer Team', and the other would be the 'Spirit Devourer Team'. And, not only would those two teams be the strongest — they would also make the backbone of my fighting force! These two — the 'Heavens Destroyer' and 'Spirit Devourer' teams would assist me in moving through the continent unhindered. And, the members of these two teams would be selected from the best amongst you! And, those chosen men would be 'nightmare' for the rest of the world! They would be this continent's foremost warriors! They would be without equal!”

Jun Mo Xie leisurely paced in front of the assembled warriors. There was a sharp look in his eyes. His gaze swept across each and every soldier's face.

Each and every man's breathing was coarse and heavy. Every man's eyes was brimming with longing.

To become the strongest warrior! To become the nightmare of all foes! This was their greatest desire.

This is what they had craved their entire lives!

”I had also said that whether you deserve it or not… depends on you! On whether you'd qualify! I don't know any of your names up till this point! Firstly, because I'm not interested in knowing them! Secondly… because you don't deserve my recognition!” Jun Mo Xie slowly stated. His slow manner of speech had a bizarre tempo to it. It was like an overbearing power that was pressurizing the entire land. It seemed that time itself had slowed down.

”I will send you on your first mission after four days. And, those who survive it will become the members of my 'Heavens Destroyer' and 'Spirit Devourer' teams! From then on, they shall step onto the path of power, and the path of slaughter! Their very-name would make the entire continent shiver with fear!”

Jun Mo Xie stared at them. Then, he continued in a low tone, ”But, this mission is different from the previous ones. I want only the strongest warriors. So, this mission will be extremely deadly. I will tell you that this mission is extremely dangerous! The mortality rate will be 90 percent. And, that is only a conservative estimate. Therefore, anyone who doesn't wish to proceed… can take a step back. My Family and I won't force anyone to go through with this. So, you can withdraw if you wish. There's no shame in thinking about your own safety.”

The autumn wind whistled. Not a single man amongst the 254 moved. In fact, no one even batted an eyelid.

”This is the last opportunity to withdraw; you won't be able to look back later. It is entirely possible that ten out of every ten may die. They'll be gone forever! This is the final opportunity!” Jun Mo Xie proclaimed coldly.

Nobody moved an inch — same as before.

Jun Mo Xie nodded softly. Then, he spoke sternly, ”Those who want to join — step forward.”

”Boom!”

Two-hundred-and-fifty-four men took a step forward. They had exerted themselves as they had taken this step forward. Their orderly, yet powerful, step had sent the entire ground trembling.

”Very Good! Nine-out-of-ten may not survive this mission. But, you can't have any regrets now. They say that a man who pushes forward despite the troubles — is an iron-blooded man! Let me tell you something…”

Jun Mo Xie irresolutely muttered a few words. Then, he suddenly looked up with a thunderous expression in his eyes. Everyone became alert, and straightened their backs. They wanted to listen to Jun Mo Xie's words very carefully.

”A real man's journey has only one direction. Glory and splendor in life or death… but no retreat!

”A real man's blood is made of iron. He shall never sway in the face of danger!

”A real man's tears are the most expensive. He doesn't retreat even when he faces many enemies alone!