Chapter 43: Heartache (1/2)
Translator: Dragon Rider
Li Zong's apartment was in the housing district called Century Town, which was not really close to the eating house, but at this hour of the day, the traffic was fairly light, so it was barely nine o'clock when they reached the parking lot.
Neither of them uttered a word in the elevator. After opening the burglar-proof door, He Zheng, bursting with impatience, shook off his shoes and asked, ”What did you mean by that remark?”
Li Zong patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be patient.
”Sit down. Perform a small circle of internal energy according to your usual cultivation method. I'll stand beside you and watch.”
Surprisingly, maybe because he wanted to have a try with Li Zong, or maybe because he believed a man as powerful as Li Zong had no reason to do him any harm, He Zheng, who had always been a rather defensive man, sat down on the carpet cross-legged in a very relaxed manner and performed a small circle of internal energy according to his usual cultivation method.
To some extent, exorcists bore, for all intents and purposes, no difference from other kinds of cultivators. Performance of exorcism required Fu, magic circles or magic tools. Exorcists could also exert their own ”power” on objects and creatures to eliminate demons and evil spirits.
Generation after generation, some renowned exorcists had put their cultivation methods into written words, which had afterwards been revered as unique mental cultivation methods of different sects. A sect called the Mao Mountain, for example, had a set of beginner's incantations, which could help disciples better harness spiritual energy existed between heaven and earth, turn it into their own reserves of power and lay solid foundation for becoming exorcists capable of manipulating Fu to eliminate ghosts.
He Zheng closed his eyes and concentrated his mind on the circulation of internal energy. Since he had developed proficiency in this, he was now able to commence the cultivating process without reciting the mental cultivation method in his mind.
Instantly, he entered a state of mind where his body, along with everything around him, seemed to have disappeared, where the little golden spinning ball of light in his mind was the only thing that existed. As the ball of light spun faster and faster, a layer of faint fog appeared on the surface of it, making it seem a little bigger.
He Zheng opened his eyes and exhaled deeply. When he tried to stand up, the unexpected numbness in his legs brought him into a loss of balance. Li Zong, who had sharp eyes and agile hands, sprang to his support, carried him in his arms and put him down on the sofa.