The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 06 - White Cross Mask
Xue Zhan was still lying on the floor, exhausted from cleaning the halfway house that was similar to a broken ship. His head looked to the side, finding Kang Jian sitting with a wooden box in front.
"Xue Zhan," call Kang Jian.
The young man woke up quickly, his gaze locked on the wooden box.
"What did Master say to His Majesty that he changed his mind?"
Kang Jian opened the lid of the wooden box, Xue Zhan was confused to see the look on the man's face. He's getting more serious than ever.
"Come closer," he asked, Xue Zhan complied.
One moment in Guxia village he saw a ring from the box and did not see the rest. This time Xue Zhan was able to see a letter, a book with a silver cover, as well as a necklace of red gems.
"This is my mother's relic" Xue Zhan murmured. Before long he lifted his fingers, Kang Jian also looked at the ring and asked, "That ring too?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Kang Jian invited Xue Zhan to read the last letter stored in the box, the contents were the same as his Grandfather had told him. About the prophecy of his father's ancestors and a war that will happen in the future.
Kang Jian unexpectedly after reading the letter Xue Zhan became gloomy. There were a few things he had to say, first of all Kang Jian thought of comforting the child first.
"Xue Zhan,"
The summoned Xue Zhan raised his face, feeling astonished when he saw Kang Jian's extremely serious face. Even a dark shadow was seen on the man's face, leaving behind a sinister air.
"What can I do to clean my house?"
"Huh?" It was inconceivable how Xue Zhan's expression back then, between bewildered and curious which kind of demon had just entered Kang Jian's body.
"Fish the brooms, hahahaa!"
Kang Jian laughed so much that he patted his thigh, Xue Zhan was dumbstruck. I don't understand what kind of guy it is. In the end he also laughed because Kang Jian's laughter was contagious like an illness.
Kang Jian's laughter subsided. He just wanted to melt the atmosphere and the way was quite successful. The man cleared his throat twice, "Your mother's relics book, the Book of the Heavenly Phoenix, was handed down to you. But all you have to know about this book," Kang Jian explained, looking into Xue Zhan's red eyes fixedly.
"That the power within the Book of Heavenly Phoenix is immense. And it's also possible that when people find out about this book with you they'll target you for murder."
Seeing Xue Zhan's response, Kang Jian understood that the boy had yet to understand the martial world. Especially about the Celestial Phoenix Book and the ring that encircled his ring finger. It was all a gift, but if Xue Zhan didn't know how to wear it, it would be a lie.
"Hmmm. I have to explain from where, yeah ...?" Kang Jian propped up his chin, thinking hard. Once opened his eyes the man immediately explained from the most basic thing in the martial world.
In this world, a person who can reach a certain level of strength with training and combat experience is called a swordsman. Deep energy is a source of strength that is one of the important factors to determine whether someone is strong, created by changes in body and spiritual energy developed through hard training and experience in martial arts. Each swordsman takes years just to increase their inner power circle. It even often happens where 70-year-old warriors who are only able to reach the beginner level.
These warriors are divided into several levels, consisting of beginner, intermediate, upper, and elite. For elite-level warriors themselves to be mostly elders, at the top level was elevated to one of the fourteen Holy Swords tasked with protecting Diqiu Empire.
At first glance about the Empire, there are four Empires that symbolize elements in each region. Diqiu Empire for the Land Country led by Ziran Zhao, then the Feng Empire the Wind Country. The Bing Empire the Water Country, and lastly the Guang Empire as the Fire Nation. There was one other Empire and a separate kingdom that had both fallen leaving only four of these territories.
"Well, well, it seems like my explanation is elusive, yes." Kang Jian propped up his chin again, thinking hard.
The young man woke up and responded.
"But from what I caught, this Book of Heavenly Phoenix might endanger my life and for that Senior explained about the warriors who would seize it. If one day one of the strongest comes to take it from me, then I must also be as strong as them to defend this book. That's why I have to train hard."
Kang Jian flicked his finger, "Right."
He seemed to be starting to like the sharpness of Xue Zhan's mind even though from the outside the child was like a fool.
"Senior Kang," call Xue Zhan. "Let me study with you." Xue Zhan prostrated in front of him. Xue Zhan was unwilling to miss this opportunity. After being aware of what was about to happen, he would definitely need a guide to lead him in the martial world. The lifetime of the person who receives it can only be counted on the finger next to the hand. He could not find a better teacher than Kang Jian.
Actually, Kang Jian had deliberately discussed the matter of swordsman so that Xue Zhan was interested in becoming his student. It is not suspected that the young man first asked him to become a teacher.
"I happen to be sick of seeing people my age already have dozens of students. Alright... Today I raised you as my first disciple, Xue Zhan."
He continued, "But I'm not as good as everyone else, I wish we could get along with each other."
"Thank you, Teacher." Xue Zhan's voice trembled, he cried with his head still touching the floor, as Kang Jian told him to get up he refused. Because he didn't want his new teacher to see him cry.
"I'll do my best."
For a moment Kang Jian looked at a red jeweled necklace, taking turns to look at Xue Zhan after.
"Before that you have to survive other threats. Three more days of your life or death will be decided. It's funny to have a student for three days die. My teacher must be laughing out loud in his grave."
Xue Zhan grimaced, recalling Ziran Zhao. Kang Jian told him to come closer, then put on a necklace with a triangular red jewel around his neck.
"I'm sure the necklace was given to take care of you, take care of it, Zhan'er."
"Good, Teacher."
"There's some work I need to take care of. I'll see you again soon. Make sure you don't do anything weird." Kang Jian left him, as the door closed there was a small mutter.
"I promise to deliver you from the death penalty."
Xue Zhan tidied up all the contents of the box, styling them carefully. There was a hint of happiness in his heart, at least he knew his mother had existed and cared about her. Both of his parents must have had a reason to leave him alive.
Xue Zhan was determined to become stronger, to seek out all the truths in the past and make everyone acknowledge a demon like him.
Too washed away in Xue Zhan's daydream to the point that the glass glass on the table trembled. Some things move. The young man opened the door and saw several people with cross-red masks had filled the street.
And one of dozens of men in red masks, there was a woman with a white cross mask and a giant fan on her back. The figure stopped and turned towards Xue Zhan.
"I found you."