METAL CHILD BALLad
A FRIGHTENING TIME

After receiving medical treatment, Jing Xuan opened her pair of eyes very slowly and immediately looked at Mei Shin's face. "Mom-Mom ...."

"Yuan Ah!" Mei Shin felt very happy to hear her son's voice. The woman tried to smile so that Jing Xuan would feel better.

"Mother ... Where are my friends?" Jing Xuan was still not so aware of her circumstances and thought that she was still hiding. "Mom, why are you here?"

"Ah Xuan Honey, are you conscious?" Mei Shin asked in a soft voice.

"Conscious?" Jing Xuan asked inwardly as she researched the surrounding state. As he wanted to move to get up, he suddenly shouted out in a loud voice.

"Aawws! It hurts!"

"Yuan Ah!" A few people who heard Jing Xuan's cry immediately ran over from outside the treatment room. They all felt relieved after hearing the voice of the little young master of the Jing Family.

"Ah Xuan, are you conscious?" Jing Guo asked as if to himself. "Ah Xuan, grandson!"

"Ah Xuan, finally come to a realization!" Jing Shan also exclaimed in happiness. The man wanted to hug his son, but he also remembered that Jing Xuan should not be touched freely as a result of his injury.

"Dad, Grandpa, Uncle ... why is it here too?" Jing Xuan stared one by one at the people around him.

"We are all waiting for our Ah Xuan to recover from her illness" Jing Ren said.

"illness?" Jing Xuan scrutinized her state and felt her body could not be moved freely. "Why does Ah Xuan's body feel all the pain?"

People could only look at each other with confused faces. They don't know how to tell that little kid about the real thing. Finally Mei Shin had to make up the story, that Jing Xuan was injured by an accident due to being hit by a wooden crate in their arsenal.

Jing Xuan listened to what her mother had told her and trusted her completely. Even if it was a lie, but it had to be done for the mental good of a child his age. They didn't want Jing Xuan to be discouraged just from a flaw in her meridian path.

From then on, little Jing Xuan grew up with imperfect meridians. He was only able to practice all the sciences in the struggle only up to the third level only. Of course Jing Xuan felt ashamed of the junior disciples who had dabbled at his level of knowledge quickly, whereas Jing Xuan remained at the third level and had never changed.

"How could a weak person like him lead this powerful Fire Lord Sect someday?" asked one of the boys who was a junior disciple in the Fire Lord Sect.

"Yes, even though he is a young master, but it is useless! He is respected only because he is the son of our Sect chief!" The conceited-looking child said as he pointed towards Jing Xuan's face which could only silently lowered its head.

"Only level three and can never increase. Isn't that pointless?" One of the children said while shaking his waist along with the laughter of other children.

"He's just no more trash!" yell at the other kid. "A very useless piece of sect!"

The various kinds of ridicule from them, were extremely heartbreaking and made Jing Xuan become unwilling to get along with anyone. He prefers to be alone and shut down. It also made Jing Shan and Jing Ren continue to regret the incident, but they could not do anything to restore the condition of the sect's successor who should have inherited the college.

Ever since that incident, Jing Xuan has been visiting Ye Kai who is the second master of the Golden Eagle Sect. Ye Kai and the people of the Golden Eagle Sect had nothing to bully or insult him even though he could not have perfect knowledge like the other children. In the sect, both ordinary disciples or core disciples as well as the seniors all liked Jing Xuan.

Ye Kai and Mei Lan were secretly trying to help refine his nephew's meridians in a way that the martial temperature in the Fire Lord Sect, had opposed, it was feared that it would only make things worse for Jing Xuan. However, a Ye Kai would also not act recklessly. He continued to do various kinds of research in order to cure his nephew.

Once upon a time, Jing Xuan said that she wanted to join the Golden Eagle Sect, but Ye Kai refused. It was because Jing Xuan was the only successor of the Fire Lord Sect. Ye Kai reluctantly rejected Jing Xuan's wishes, but he was willing to help her heal but on the condition that Jing Xuan wasn't allowed to tell others.

Thanks to Ye Kai's patience and effort supported entirely by Mei Lan, Jing Xuan eventually recovered gradually and took nearly eleven years to secretly perform therapy. A very torturous method of treatment of course.

Jing Xuan ended the story of a painful dark past. The young man had to endure the suffering and mental stress of the ridicule of the children who used to be very respectful and fearful of him. In the Fire Lord Sect that was undoubtedly his prowess, Jing Xuan lived without peace.

"You knew? My body will be filled with ice needles for most of the day." Jing Xuan said to Zike as he gently rubbed his shiny green bamboo flute.

"Ice barium? What kind of thing is that?" Zike was curious about an object that he knew was only used to sew clothes.

Jing Xuan didn't answer directly the question from the girl he had just known this day. I don't know why there was some kind of comfort in the young man's heart when he was with Zike. He's never done anything like this before. There was no one close to the young man other than his two parents, Ye Kai and Mei Lan his aunt.

But when he saw Zike who was so noticed by Ye Kai, he also felt that this girl was quite an interesting person. Jing Xuan was instantly curious and wanted to get to know more about the new disciple from her uncle and aunt. The young man felt, if Zike also had a bit of a privilege.

"That's just a mention, it's actually a silver needle used for acupuncture and stuck into the center of the nerve points." Jing Xuan explained.

"Ooohh, the needle puncture treatment method? How horrible that is." Zike shuddered in horror at the thought of something so terrifying to him. How not? One could be stabbed dozens of silver needles that would torture for quite some time.

"That's not all. Uncle even told me to soak in ice water to neutralize the flow of heat that would make me feel like a high fever." Jing Xuan seemed to be expressing her suffering all along. "And I did it for the sake of controlling the two forces that fought each other in my body."

Zike was stunned to hear Jing Xuan's words. It turned out that in the body of this young man, stored the remaining two powers of high-level science that caused damage to certain nerve points. Of course it was the toughest thing for a descendant of a martial practitioner like Jing Xuan, where he was required to be able to master everything regarding inner manpower.

However, it could not be mastered by Jing Xuan who was the sect's future successor. It was also what made him considered ineligible to become the next sect head. Ye Kai who was feeling concerned, became moved to treat his nephew. For the uncle, there is no impossible word if you keep trying.

"Then after doing all that for years, has there been any change?" Zike was curious about this.

Jing Xuan smiled as she grabbed the fried beans and ate them delicately. "How do you think?"

"What is how? I don't know" said Zike without looking at his interlocutor.

"I mean, will my uncle and aunt's efforts all this time go to waste?" asked Jing Xuan.

Zike replied in a definite tone. "I'm sure it worked."

"Oohs? So sure?" Jing Xuan asked. "Why?"

The young man's interlocutor said, "Because I'm seeing you all right now. After all, I don't really understand the problem of deep wounds. What's more about the nerve point."

"And since I see you now looking healthy and cheerful, doesn't that mean your uncle and aunt's efforts weren't in vain?"

The curvature of a small smile developed in the corner of the lips of the handsome young man. "Fright!."

"My uncle and aunt are very patient and painstaking people, although sometimes Uncle Ye looks fierce and ugly. However, he is a person who is very considerate of me and is willing to treat me without asking for a dime of payment," Jing Xuan said as he twirled his flute rod. "I chose to trust him, when my family had resigned to my circumstances that could not be restored. I'm willing to take all the risk if uncle's attempt at healing me fails."

Zike listened to Jing Xuan's words with a feeling of sadness. At first he thought, if he were the unluckiest man ever on earth. But after he heard the story of this young man, the girl felt that there was no less apprehensive friend.

"May I know?" Zike asked. "Why did you tell me everything? We just met. Are you not suspicious of me?"

Jing Xuan returned a smile and said, "Just like to my uncle and aunt. I choose to believe you."

"Why?"

"Because you are my uncle and aunt's student who of course they trust you a lot." Jing Xuan replied without hesitation. "Because they're never wrong in judging someone."

"So sure and trusting them to me." Zike said in his heart. "Thank you, God! You have sent them all to me."

"Now it's your turn to tell me your story." Jing Xuan said.

"Me?"

...Seriate...