HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
0 - The Beginning of the New Round

BLAAAAR...!

Dozens of reddish lightning struck strongly and were accompanied by a fierce explosion.

A dragon with a white mane, cloaked in phoenix flames snarled violently as it devoured the body of the Elder of the Blood Skull Party. A figure that not only wiped out all of his own sect disciples for the sake of strength, but also the chaos-bearing monsters in the Central Continent.

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He now vanished in an unusually deadly attack.

The vibrations on the ground as well as the sound from this explosion were electrifying to reach all over the place in the Central Continent. The dragon soared up, it disappeared along with the black clouds that were now split apart and the expanse of star-covered sky began to be seen.

Xiao Shuxiang floated down with a sword in his hand. The dragon is nothing but a form of Shanghai power, a sword belonging to his good friend and a phoenix spirit that comes from him alone.

This fight was a big fight that had been won, although from the look on Xiao Shuxiang-he did not look happy.

A pale feeling enveloped Xiao Shuxiang's face. His gaze was blurry, but he was trying to maintain his consciousness. A flash of the past flashed quickly in the direction of his heartbeat.

He was the strongest black flow cultivator who had dreams of ravaging the world in the past.

He was feared by the entire population of the Eastern Continent, even including the third stream cultivator.

His name was a nightmare and death to those who heard him.

He had once fought against an entire third stream cultivator and had almost brought the Eastern Continent to ruin.

The great war left the red land filled with pools of blood, but still as strong as he was - his greatest weakness was that he fought alone. Even until there is a crack in his dantian and it is the end as well as the beginning of a new destiny that the sky gave him.

Xiao Shuxiang still remembered as if it had just happened, he still remembered the faces of the cultivators with their agonizing expressions as both of his hands pulled out their internal organs and were wet with blood.

Xiao Shuxiang even still clearly remembered how he refused to die from being exposed to the poison and took out the Resurrection Skirt with his remaining strength. That streak of sacrificing hundreds of human lives had made him reborn after a hundred years had passed.

Is correct.

A hundred years had passed after the great war that left a deep trauma for the cultivators who were lucky to be alive back then.

The Revival Style made her reincarnate while retaining her memories and ambitions. He thought he could finish what he had done, but unexpectedly his reincarnation left him in the body of a 7-year-old boy and with a deformed dantian.

His strength weakened, not to mention his residence back then was a location with the thinnest Qi density in the Eastern Continent.

Not only did the heavens take away its power, he even had to accept the fact that he had risen after a hundred years and that was tantamount to having to start from the very beginning to destroy the Eastern Continent again.

In this second life, the ambition remains the same, which is to ravage the world. Xiao Shuxiang simply did not stop thinking that now let alone bring destruction to the Eastern Continent, he had instead become a protector. Not only in the Eastern Continent, he even protected the Middle Continent from its destruction.

Xiao Shuxiang had always felt that he was the most evil and feared cultivator of the black stream. So it was never in the shadow that he now had recognition and even became a protector to the world. This is very different from his ambition.

"................."

Xiao Shuxiang's feet began to tread on the ground and the heirloom that summoned its own sword sheath disappeared. At that very instant, he immediately vomited a lot of blood and with an irregular breath.

"Shuxiang?"

Someone held back his nearly collapsed body. In a somewhat absent-minded state, Xiao Shuxiang remembered that he now had a friend. A friend who is very good and valuable, can not even be compared with his life in the past.

Formerly with his own hands, he had already destroyed everything.

Families...

Fellow school...

Friends...

He has no such bond.

All of his relationships with others in the past had ended up on top of his sword blade. He destroyed everything without any guilt at all. But now... Time makes everything different.

"Go.." Xiao Shuxiang's voice was weak. With his hand, he held onto the shoulder of this figure before him and pushed him. Thin, blackish veins begin to form all over the body, including the face and neck.

"Destroying the monster ... Actually making things worse" Xiao Shuxiang regurgitated blood.

In her pale face line, she has red eyes and is now experiencing slight changes in the presence of green. His pupils became sharp and looked extremely frightening. Ordinary cultivators certainly did not have this kind of change.

"Go Lan Zhi... Go as far as possible.." Xiao Shuxiang was definitely not an ordinary cultivator and this person before him knew of it.

He appreciates his best friend, not wanting to make this subject hurt which is why he is trying to push her away. Who would have thought that the young man before him was grasping his hands tightly.

"What do you mean?" the white-clothed young man before Xiao Shuxiang noticed the change in his friend's fingernails that started to elongate, pointy, and blackish.

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Xiao Shuxiang's breathing was heavy as he again said, "Before I completely lose control, then leave! GO..!"

Xiao Shuxiang's voice rose, he pushed his good friend firmly but his hands were getting clasped tightly and made them fall together.

The young man's back hit the ground, his chest pressed down by Xiao Shuxiang who looked like he was having a serious problem. He heard a low growling sound and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The wind emitted an extremely evil aura along with the appearance of an all-black, hooded figure in the air. The hand of the fox masked figure was outstretched and was about to tread on Xiao Shuxiang's back.

The young man who fell with Xiao Shuxiang with all his might turned their position and became a shield to protect this good friend of his from the attack of the tread.

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The sound of explosions sounded so terrible. The site created a shock wind mixed with thick dust. When the scene became clear, the hooded figure with a fox mask on his face revealed a red eye color.

The young man who was a good friend of Xiao Shuxiang and had gone through an uphill battle together, including also being injured in this war seemed to start opening his eyes. He did not feel his back being hit, instead someone was present beside him and had most likely already restrained the tread.

!!!

The young man saw that there was another hand touching Xiao Shuxiang's forehead and a flower symbol formed on his friend's forehead. Simultaneously, the blackish veins on Xiao Shuxiang's face slowly faded away.

They were protected by men dressed in black-redness and the treads of the masked figure itself clashed with a bamboo stick. In the next instant, the man let out an enormous inner power accompanied by a sealing spell.

In the blurry of his sight and still unstable breath, Xiao Shuxiang watched how the hooded man was hit by a powerful tread attack.

Qian Kun, the figure of the man in black robes whose face was covered in a fox mask was seen being blown strong and instantly became dust in the air.

Before his body changed, Qian Kun himself looked at the face of the man who gave him the deadly attack with a gaze swearing would return and reply to this all.

Xiao Shuxiang did not see clearly the gaze of the masked man. On the other hand, he had no idea that the impact of this war had opened the veil of the presence of an ancient heirloom that had long since disappeared. A Book of the Sun Killer that once shocked the world in the past.

Xiao Shuxiang did not know how the heavens would write his destiny back, but he knew full well that this journey was not over. It was just that this time, he did not face everything alone.

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2 Months after the war....

The Middle Sun Empire, Eastern Continent

"Ten..."

He was in the black-flow region, a place far away from the populated settlement. The location where the Demon Wolf Sect had once been and now left only the building debris in the absence of any humans other than him.

Sweat sweat was seen pouring down Xiao Shuxiang's cheeks and neck. He again attacked the sturdy pillar before him and made a loud noise to create a strong shock wind.

Every time it counted, a flash of him and this place flashed. He destroyed this place twice in two lives.

In the past his relationship with this place was very close, but he did not regret his actions at all. Now, that regret still remained nothing-hence he could without a doubt be here and train.

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The huge pillar before Xiao Shuxiang was a pillar that could measure the strength of a cultivator. The ten-meter-high solid blade is decorated by rocks that can glow. The higher and longer the light on the pillar when Qi is flowed, the higher is the practice of a cultivator.

In this world, the cultivation level was divided into five stages. Forging Qi, Foundation Master, GrandMaster, Immortal, and Deva. Each had its own level, except for Deva which until now no cultivator had ever achieved.

In addition, the world is a place where people fight each other to achieve glory, they compete for the top spot, even if for the sake of realizing that ambition... They are willing to sacrifice anything, including those closest to themselves.

Xiao Shuxiang knew that very clearly. He also knew very well that respect could only be achieved for those who had power. It's just now... He doesn't care what others say.

Qi gathered in Xiao Shuxiang's fist and he punched the pillar before him firmly. The stone on the pillar gave off a bright light along with a loud thump.

Xiao Shuxiang's next fist made the light on the stone on the pillar instantly spread to its peak and this time the sound that was heard was a rumble, even without realizing it there began to be a crack on the side of the pillar.

"..............."

On his forehead was a seal in the shape of a lotus flower symbol and his own wrist was seen in a thin wind-shaped blanket of chains. Although there was a seal that held back his strength, but he could still feel the flow of spiritual energy throughout his body.

"Not true..."

A great power, Xiao Shuxiang already had it and that was the source of his current worry. His strength was sometimes very difficult to control and as it was a cultivator who had long since made his mess-up on blood and the fight was still very strong.

"This is not true..."

Xiao Shuxiang actually wanted to live a fine life, as far as possible away from the sword and blood. He wanted to be able to control his wild and bloodthirsty nature, trying to improve himself and form a new identity. He wanted to appreciate his life more.

But every time he tried, his passion for blood always became. To him, pulling the internal organs and squeezing the opponent's heart was a breath. He needed a feeling while skinning his opponent's skin and hearing their cries. Increasingly imagined... His chest would become tight, his heart beat fast, and he became very excited.

"Not good..."

The strongest opponent of Xiao Shuxiang was himself. He seeks many distractions, tries to control his own power - but his heart continues to influence his mind not to do foolish things like bond with humans.

Xiao Shuxiang lowered his gaze, he stuck his forehead on the pillar and appeared to be muttering a name.

"Qian Kun's..."

"The power you cannot control is now sealed in your forehead. You can take it out little by little and control it.... Meanwhile, Qian Kun will not bother you for the next few years,"

The voice was jolted in Xiao Shuxiang's ears. Qian Kun is a person who has become a shame in his life and is the one who has gotten him into big trouble. A person who can be said to be the source of all the problems in his life.

"Haaahs... It won't interfere for the next few years he said..?" Xiao Shuxiang took a breath and shook his head slowly, his eyes stoning as he began to look up.

"To face it... First of all I need to be able to control this power and it comes from self-control."

His practice was currently at the Earth Stage GrandMaster level and stopped at that level due to the seal on his body. There were not many cultivators who could reach this level in the Eastern Continent, even those who were at a similar level could still be counted with fingers.

Xiao Shuxiang was among the strongest and even exceeded anyone's expectations. He has an incredible secret and is able to make anyone shaken when they hear it. Because that identity... The figure named Qian Kun was very eyeing for him.

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Author's Note:

...Cultivation Level...

Forging Qi :

1-3 \= Beginners

4-6 \= Mid

7-8 \= End

9 \= Masters

Master Foundation :

Bronze :10 \= Start

11 \= Mid

12 \= End

Silver :13 \= Start

14 \= Mid

15 \= End

Gold :16 \= Yellow

17 \= White

18 \= Red

19 \= Black

Grandmaster :

Fugacious

Earth

Sky

Immortal: the :

Early

Mid

Finale

Deva :

Not indicated

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...AUTHOR NOTES...

It's a story about a froth trying to be a better human being. A person basically cannot change overnight, so don't expect the main character to change quickly. The elements of violence and morality in question seek not to be over-described.

You can hate characters, but don't hate writers. Please understand and if you do not like this storyline, you should not interfere. Thank ye.^^