20 Book (1/2)

Floating Mylta Palace, TianWu Empire.

The Royal Prophet of TianWu Empire stood on the luxurious terrace of his Palace as he looked towards the distant horizon, he was immersed in sensing his quiet surroundings and the ongoing gushing of the winds.

*A-A-ACHOOO*, He suddenly sneezed.

”Huh. Weird. Given my cultivation, It is impossible for me to feel cold… perhaps someone somewhere is talking ill about me.”

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After the Ancestral Worship ended, It was almost time for Yenma to leave for Senior Luang's abode.

He soon bid his farewells to Yepong and to the folks from the Tin Family who had gathered to see him off.

Among the crowd was Tin Ming. In the few days of Yenma's stay in the residence, he had witnessed how his father had shown such great care and consideration for Yenma that he inwardly felt jealous.

'Why...why would father dote on him and not me? I'm his blood-related son!', Although Tin Ming was a troublesome chap, he created troubles only to attract his father's attention. Ever since his mother died, his father had no longer cared about him. This had caused Tin Ming to grow up without his father's love and affection and as such he always tried in one way or the other to obtain his father's attention.

Looking towards the distant Yenma who was proceeding towards Senior Luang's abode, Tin Ming clenched his fists tightly.

”Although I never got a chance to become Senior Luang's disciple because I was an illegitimate son...but this doesn't mean that I will give up!”

”Yenma… I, Tin Ming will become much stronger than anyone has ever imagined me to be. No matter how strong you get, I will always be stronger!”, Tin Ming vowed as he left Tin Family Residence decisively on that day itself.

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Yenma looked towards Senior Luang who stood before his cottage. It seemed he was waiting for Yenma's arrival.

Yenma cupped his fists and greeted Senior Luang. Although Yenma appeared to be calm on the surface, his eyes couldn't hide the gleams of excitement that occasionally flashed by.