Absolute Double Power
Verse-1

The cry of a baby breaks the silence of the night. Followed by the voices of women who muttered tensely.

Zhu Lian Ze, a shoulder-length gray-haired middle-aged man, dressed in a loose robe with a faded brown headscarf, stepped quietly into the musty-smelling slum, the place where her daughter who was pregnant without a husband had just given birth to a baby boy, was greeted by the agitated gaze of a number of women who helped the birth process of her grandson.

What the hell's going on? He wondered in his heart. Why do they look worried?

The morning sun slipped in from the small windows, putting light into the room.

Zhu Lian Ze approached the bedless wooden bed by the window, staring at the swaddling baby in the lap of her daughter Zhu An Nio.

The women filled in and slipped out one by one, as the man cleared his throat.

Lian Ze folded her hands behind her body, asking in a slightly raucous low voice, "Is she okay?"

"No less anything," An Nio replied without daring to raise his face.

Lian Ze bent down and lowered the baby's headgear to rub the top of his head and bless the newborn baby boy. But then he found his hair gold. "What's going on? A sign from Ilojim?" pekik surprised.

In their belief, the gods of light had light-colored hair that was not black.

Everyone was born with black hair except those born from crossbreeding between men of the fallen god race to earth who married women of the human race.

Lian Ze clutched her two daughters shoulders growling, "Tell me who's the father?"

"I've told you she was not begotten of flesh or of intercourse, she was begotten of light!"

"What nonsense is that?" Lian Ze shook his daughter's shoulder.

Finally An Nio raised his face. "I swear on Ilojim, I've never been in contact with a man!" insisted. "He came to me as his name suggests.in a hopeful dream! This is a gift from them. Not more!"

Lian Ze flashed a sharp look at her daughter, but the cry of the baby in her cradle made her blink and release her grip.

"I don't care if anyone thinks I'm a braggart, but you're my father!" hiss An Nio while bowing calmed the baby. "You taught me faith and truth about Ilojim."

Lian Ze gulped and was grimly filled. As one of the elders of the Yuoji people, Lian Ze still held firm to the beliefs of their ancestors even though the invaders had destroyed the Jian and Jiyou temples and forbade the worship of the god of light. That's why he's here, in Liuwang, as an outcast.

Liuwang Island was the sacred city of the Yuoji people in its heyday. It was a long time before the Luojians captured the territory of Zhujia. It is now a dumping ground for the exiled mixed-breeds born to the war-female slave girls of the Yuoji people.

"But this is going to be very risky" he said.

"I know," said An Nio. "But not if Ilojim has willed, can no one stand in his way?"

Lian Ze was instantly speechless.

"There's nothing to worry about, Dad! Our only job is to take care of him and Ilojim will protect us." An Nio.

Lian Ze let out a heavy sigh and exhaled slowly, "What's his name?"

"The name is. Hua Zu!"

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Six years later…

"Hua Zu's! Zu Hua!" Lim Shin Wu, wearing a silver-colored changsan on top of white pants and black knee-high hollow boots, exclaimed as he pointed at the dead yellow-flowered vines on the path as a result of being frequently trampled. "Come, do it again. Make this flower grow!" the door excitedly.

"Whoa—" Lim Shin Wu was wide-eyed with an expression of astonishment. "How did you do it?"

"I don't know," Hua Zu replied. "It just happened."

"Then forget it!" Shin Wu jumped to his feet and rushed away from the vines, his partial shoulder-length hair on the top of the head with a silver ornament, whistling over his nape, "What about animals?" he proposed. "Can you also bring a dead animal back to life?"

Hua Zu followed her with slow steps, "I don't know," she said again. "I haven't tried it."

"Then do it!" urge Shin Wu while grinning. Then look around the field, trying to find the carcass of animals.

Hua Zu let out a short sigh and bowed with a gloomy look on his face. "Listen, Shin Wu! My mom said it was a secret. Would you swear that you wouldn't tell anyone?"

Shin Wu stopped looking around and turned to Hua Zu with eyes squinted. "Why? This is an amazing talent!"

"No, please. Don't tell this to anyone. Swear that!" hua Zu Urge.

Shin Wu looked doubtful, but then gave up and brandished his palm at the side of his face, "I swear I won't tell anyone, not even my mother!"

Hua Zu smiled widely, then followed Shin Wu. "It's your turn!" said. "Show me the sword techniques you learned at the Prince's Hall!"

The Prince's Hall was a special training ground for the immortal army of Luoji kingdom, specifically to train the crown princes and noble families like Shin Wu.

Shin Wu is the son of a Luoji official. And that means, he shouldn't be in Liuwang.

Liuwang is a dumping ground for the exiled mixed-breeds born to the war-female slave girls of the Yuoji people.

Like Hua Zu!

But both Shin Wu and Hua Zu were still too small to understand that. Hua Zu was only six years old, while Shin Wu was eight.

Shin Wu looked around once more, this time not to look for the dead animal, but to look for something else, perhaps a wooden stick, instead, bambu—anything that can be used as a substitute for a sword to demonstrate what he has learned to Hua Zu.

Hua Zu had always been interested in watching people play the sword. But he himself was not interested in learning the sword.

Shin Wu was happy to be able to display his abilities in front of Hua Zu. Hua Zu's interest in her abilities felt like a confession. Something he rarely got in the palace area.

Not because he's not good. But because he was the son of a concubine.

The bastard son of an official!

"Come, Hua Zu! Study with me!" Shin Wu offered while throwing a bamboo rod the size of his arm towards Hua Zu, then raised the bamboo in his hand, giving a hint of challenge.

Hua Zu did not take the bamboo. "I'm not interested in learning the sword, I just love seeing others do it."

"Come on!" insist Shin Wu. "We are men, we must go down to war."

Hua Zu shrugged his shoulders at a glance. "I don't plan to go down to the battlefield" he said.

"What if you don't have a choice?" rebuttal Lim Shin Wu.

"I will fight without weapons" Hua Zu replied.

"What empty egg?" scorn Shin Wu. "Where are people fighting without weapons!"

"My mom said, Jiyou fought without a gun."

"Jiyo?" Shin Wu widened his eyes, "Who is Jiyou?"