Chapter 70 : Another Type of Cultivation 19 (1/2)

It wasn’t as Shi Sheng imagined. She only felt a warm body of heat flow down her throat. She felt like her body had been wrapped up by a warm and gentle energy wherever that heat flowed. Feng Ci released her. His lips were still moist. “Don’t be scared. Relax.”

Shi Sheng didn’t have time to say anything before darkness engulfed her vision. In the next moment, countless crisscrossing paths made of fire appeared. She was standing on one of them.

‘The hell is this place?’

Shi Sheng reached out a hand probingly at those flames. The flames went through her palm but there was no feeling from them.

“Beat him to death! He’s a freak!”

“Don’t play with him! He’s a monster!”

“…Freak! Monster!”

Childish voices that overlapped with one another could be heard.

Shi Sheng looked ahead. On a flaming path, a few children surrounded a boy who had fire all around him. They threw stuff at him while the boy just stood there, unmoving, allowing them to throw those sharpened objects at him.

Not long after, injuries appeared on his forehead and cheeks.

Even after fresh blood had flowed down his face and coated half his face in it, he still remained silent. Those children that had tossed those things seemed to be scared though as they ran off.

Shi Sheng moved closer to him. He seemed to sense something for he looked over to her. Shi Sheng paused, feeling doubtful. ‘He can see me?’

“Go home.” A harsh rebuke could be heard from behind her. Shi Sheng turned to see a pretty woman standing not far from her as she stared in disgust towards the boy.

The boy lowered his head and wiped away the traces of blood on his forehead as he slowly walked towards the woman.

The scene seemed to shimmer a bit before the two figures disappeared.

“Even your parents don’t want you, you freak!”

“Hahaha, just look at him. Doesn’t he look like a pet that’s been abandoned? If you weren’t a freak that had fire surrounding you, we might have been generous and brought you home.”

Shi Sheng turned to look. On another flame path, the boy from before—only older—was hugging his knees as he squatted on the ground. His empty gaze stared at the floor.

After those people had ridiculed him, they actually started throwing stuff at him again. Perhaps this was a pastime of theirs for they had brought plenty of sharpened stones on their person. They threw stones at the boy’s face.

“No one wants a freak like you…”

“No one likes you, freak…”

The boy, who had been silent all this time, stood up suddenly. His originally empty eyes were now filled with vicious hate. The fire on his body flared up and stretched out to encompass those people. Two of the slower ones got caught by the fire, causing them to shriek miserably. The others had been scared silly by this as they ran away in a panic.

……

Angry curses as well as sobs could be heard. A boy was lying on the ground, on his last breaths. The flames burning vigorously around him made it appear like he was being roasted.

The scene changed once again. The boy had already grown into a teenager. He was chained up and trapped in a small area. There was no expression on his face.

“You really are a freak.” In front of the teenager, a man wearing flowy white robes stood with an expression of ecstasy. “Danger and reward come together after all! Hahaha the day when I conquer the Celestial World is nigh!”