
Jing Yang sat quietly on the top of a hill with an old grandfather. The view presented from the top of the hill looks beautiful, especially as the thin wind brings calm night in coolness.
“Young man, you are so young and have reached the great warrior. Maybe it's a coincidence that you came here or that my late mother's words about divination are the truth.” The old grandfather stared at the night sky with meaningful and deep stars, “Whatever it is, I think you've heard the name of the Nine Heavenly Chaos, haven't you?”
Jing Yang frowned, he had heard of the Nine Heavenly Chaos or a glimpse of the memory of his father. If at that time Jing Yang's father could really take a firm stance, then Ye Xiaoya would not suffer.
In the end, his father gave it all to him. Jing Tian preferred to escape and live with Jiang Lian, the woman he met in a foreign place.
Jing Yang let out a long sigh before he listened to the explanation of the Black Spirit.
‘In this world sometimes there is someone who is born with rare abilities, one of which can predict future events.’ The soft voice of the Black Spirit made Jing Yang calm. For her this beautiful female Spirit of the Black Dragon Goddess is her Teacher as well as her foster mother, ‘This strength is also something that is passed down through generations.’.
Jing Yang listened to the voice and speech of the Black Spirit well. Now he is ready to accept his destiny, and he will determine it.
“What's your name young man?” The old grandfather spoke at length along with the Black Spirit explaining the rare ability passed down by generations to Jing Yang.
“My name is Jing Yang..” Jing Yang briefly replied.
“My name is Kung Taoji. Will you hear a little of my story, Junior Jing?” The old man's name is Kung Taoji. It had the ability of a spirit swordsman, and it made Jing Yang completely unflattering while fighting against it.
“Yes, I also want to know more clearly about the Nine Heavenly Chaos.” Jing Yang thought Kung Taoji would tell him about the Nine Heavenly Chaos, so Jing Yang was very interested in listening to him.
Kung Taoji tells the story of the prophecy of his late mother who died at the hands of the owner of the Demon God Body. Moments before his death, the late Mother Kung Taoji said something that makes him still want to live and see for himself how the actions of a warrior who has been predicted and promised in the future.
“Harya, wealth, power and women. He has it all..” Kung Taoji mentions the characteristics of the person who said his late mother. Instantly Jing Yang shook his head slowly.
‘I think Senior Kung will tell me about the Nine Heavenly Chaos.’ It was with a heavy heart that Jing Yang heard it, because after all for Jing Yang, he did not have the characteristics of the person that the late Mother Kung Taoji said.
“In the future there will be someone who bears the destiny and hope of the people of this continent. He has someone who will open a new era. With the seven Goddess Incarnations that shine a light on his soul.” Kung Taoji said the thing that made Jing Yang frown. He slightly understood the meaning of Kung Taoji's words, but he still found it hard to believe it.
“What Senior Kung means, that person is me or.” Jing Yang held back his words, he shook his head and laughed softly.
“I think the person my late mother anticipated and predicted was you, Junior Jing. The Seven Goddess Incarnations that illuminate his soul can be interpreted that one day you will have seven life partners.” Kung Taoji replied, making Jing Yang gulp.
“Hah? No way, I'm still a kid.” Jing Yang's reply made Kung Taoji laugh.
“If it is not you, then the person foretold is your son.” Kung Taoji said again.
“After all Senior Kung's words have no truth and cannot be trusted.” Jing Yang himself did not believe Kung Taoji, but the Spirit of the Black told him that he had a different destiny after meeting the Spirit of the White or the Spirit of the Black.
Jing Yang felt the terrible pressure of intimidation from Kung Taoji. She could tell if Kung Taoji was offended by her words, even though Jing Yang himself had no intention of offending her.
“Senior Kung, I mean, how can a senior say if I was the one who foretold? I myself do not feel have the characteristics of senior people mean?” Jing Yang courteously calmed Kung Taoji who slowly began to suppress his murderous aura.
“Kharisma for getting Little Fairy Blue Moon Palace and Ice Queen Xue Rong. Just from observing you while at the restaurant under the foothills of this hill, I can tell.” Kung Taoji explained, and it made Jing Yang again frown.
Jing Yang wanted to say something but Kung Taoji patted her on the shoulder, “I go first, sooner or later you will find out my identity.”.
After saying so, Kung Taoji disappeared from Jing Yang's sight and went somewhere. Jing Yang scratched his head and ruffled his own hair.
“Teacher, why are you laughing?” Jing Yang felt tormented by the Black Spirit laughing in his subconscious.
‘It's okay, I just feel happy to be able to meet you In a moment of silence, the Black Spirit did not continue his words and only remained silent. While Jing Yang was blushing his face, he did not expect the Black Spirit to say so.
“Teacher, say it once again!” Jing Yang said enthusiastically.
‘Don't get me wrong, you fool! I'm just happy to take care of a human child like you and watch you grow up!’ The Spirit of the Black One instantly silent a thousand languages. While Jing Yang thought of Kung Taoji, it was just that he felt that he would not have seven companions alive.
“What exactly is interesting about me?” Jing Yang muttered softly and looked at the starry night sky.
‘Sister, you are a great man! Lingling loves you too!’
‘A Midget like you will not be the concubine of this emperor-to-be our master! At least Brother Jing Yang prefers sexy women like me.’.
Lingling and Yue Wang were arguing violently in Jing Yang's subconscious.
Lingling and Yue Wang realized that Jing Yang had different traits from other humans. He was indeed a young, naive boy in need of affection, but his tough nature as he hid his feelings left Lingling and Yue Wang repeatedly touched.
Normally neither the Sword Spirit nor the Heirloom Spirit would be familiar with their owner if they did not have the same view, but Jing Yang could make Lingling and Yue Wang believe in him as well as being his close friends.
‘Sister, choose me or this old lady?’ Lingling said in an adorable voice.
Yue Wang frowned, ‘Who are you calling old grandma bangka?!’
Jing Yang only smiled faintly and did not answer the words of Lingling and Yue Wang. Then he leaped into the air to return to the inn that Xue Bingyue occupied.