NIRVANA SHACKLES

NIRVANA SHACKLES
ILLUSORY


"Where is the loss of formation points?" Wuxian was greatly astonished when the sudden disappearance of the formation that connected him to the forest was an unknown place. "Squeaky. Completely disappeared. Then, why did that event have to appear before me? Is everything I saw a moment ago just an illusion? Actually, what does all this have to do with me?" The more he thought about it, the more Wuxian did not understand what was happening.


ARFAYT ... CTARR!!!


"Well?!!" Wuxian was startled and began to be alert, when his sense of sight saw a lightning bolt striking the ice. His arms reflexively covered his net because he had no preparation to dodge.


Moments later, Wuxian began to put away the arm covering his face when he realized that nothing had happened to him.


It looked like a scroll of black fog, forming a form like a small tornado wind. Then the wind began to disappear and a foreign object appeared.


"What's that?" Wuxian was curious about an object lying on the ground covered in snowflakes.


To dispel her curiosity, Wuxian decided to come and check on her.


"What is this thing called?" Wuxian didn't know what kind of thing he was seeing right now.


It was shaped like a chain buckle, but it had straight milestones that helped it stand firm. It was shaped like a sword wrapped around a chain of shackles. However, he was not sure that it was a sword. In addition, a very thick black fog did not hesitate to surround the object.


Wuxian's body cannot be controlled by itself. His right arm moved forward, slowly grabbing the thing that looked solid before him. When he first touched it, his blood flow seemed to be electrocuted, making his heart startled and pounding.


"CHINA!!!"


Wuxian's arm pulled out the object, until the billowing black smoke that enveloped him moved over Wuxian's body. After he managed to pluck it out, his net suddenly twitched.


His body was unable to suppress the immense energy contained within the thing he was in his grasp. Eventually, Wuxian fainted.


***


"The sun is almost gone. Where exactly is that stupid kid? Just wash clothes where possible all along. Or maybe .. he had no intention of doing it at all. Just watch! I'll teach him a lesson!" cetus Huo Yi was furious when he realized that Wuxian had never given his clothes and the clothes of his brothers and sisters that Wuxian needed to wash today. "Just look if I meet him. I'll teach him a lesson!!!"


The emotions that Huo Yi had mastered, brought his footsteps towards a hut hut that was devoted to the Qing Long sect disciples who ignored him as a sect servant.


It was different from the residences for the Qing Long sect disciples who had a teacher. The residence of the untalented disciples was like being categorized as low caste within the sect. The Qing Long sect disciples who had no teachers had to stay in a single room mingled with other disciples who were on par with them. Their place is very simple and also very narrow so they have to sleep in a crowded state.


A GRUBAAKK!!! The sound of the door leaf being violently smashed by the magic power. From behind the door, appeared a teenager grasping his sturdy sword. Proudly, he slowly walked into the room when the door was wide open.


"Who are you?!" ask another teenager in the room. He was enthusiastic and ventured to ask questions of teenagers who forcefully broke down the door of the room.


The teenager who broke down the door of the room was none other than Huo Yi. Huo Yi's arrogant attitude made the disciples who were in the room not accept, they were extremely wrathful, she said, but unfortunately he could do nothing because he was helpless against Huo Yi who was seen using his magic.


"You ... Did you just ask who I am? what right a lowly disciple like you to ask me, huh?!" reply Huo Yi haughtily.


To Huo Yi, the disciples in the room were nothing but sect trash. He looked down on them all, not much different from the slaves.


"You!!!"


Liu Wei, one of the disciples who was in the room did not accept when Huo Yi replied with his hubris, let alone blatantly looking one eye at him, the other students were in the room.


"Why? i why? wanna fight with me? here!!!" challenge Huo Yi.


Huo Yi's arrogance made Liu Wei unable to stand it anymore. He clenched his arms while tightening his jaw. He almost moved from his place to approach Huo Yi. However, a disciple named Fa Hai who was beside him swiftly restrained Liu Wei's body.


"Liu Wei, hold yourself! why do you serve people like him?" liu Wei said as he held Liu Wei with his arms against him right in front of Liu Wei's chest.


Liu Wei increasingly clenched his palms as Fa Hai blocked his path. Liu Wei took a deep breath in hopes that he could temper his emotions that had reached boiling point.


"Fa Hai, why are you holding me back? he humbles us all that clearly. Do you accept? do you all accept?" liu Wei glanced at Fa Hai's face, then looked one by one at his colleagues who testified in the room.


If according to honesty and conscience, of course they all do not accept and feel hurt when their pride is humbled by one of the disciples who also come from the same sect. Ironically, the difference in status made them feel that they belonged to a weak category that was easily suppressed by anyone.


Unfortunately, protests about their fate did not exist in his world. Jianghu's world was a place where the strongest were the ones in power. To hell with the concept of saying that powerful warriors defend anyone who is oppressed. All of them are just masks that serve as a shield for the good name of the sect of truth, even though everything that looks outside is not like reality.


The martial world is only a place for people who have crazy ambitions by utilizing their peers as stepping stones. That is why, the struggle for power to internal conflicts in the sect often occurs.


"Then, Liu Wei, are you going to go up to him and punch him in the face? don't be silly!!!" jolt Fa Hai.