The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 65 - Painting of the Holy Sword
A few days later, greeted by an inauguration ceremony attended by Emperor Ziran of the Diqiu Empire, the 174 novice warriors were honored as intermediate warriors. Xue Zhan stood among the new warriors, seeing dozens of pairs of eyes looking at him in disbelief.
He still remembered the faces of his fellow teachers who were now gathered staring in disbelief at him, Xue Zhan looked back at them but those people immediately threw away the sight of even pretending to chat with the others when clearly they had just noticed it.
He had just realized it turned out that the reason why the inauguration ceremony was conducted three days after the exam was over was due to waiting for the invited guests from the other four Empires.
The Emperors of all the Empires had gathered and sat in majestic seats before the participants. One of them and the most graceful was Emperor Li, the woman did not take her eyes off Xue Zhan from ten seconds ago, the young man drew a proud smile.
The haughty Li Jia Xing pulled a single smile towards him before finally turning his face the other way.
Only with that smile could Xue Zhan see that he had managed to meet the woman's expectations as a disciple of Kang Jian. However, there began to be many whispers that sounded to him. It was not that Xue Zhan did not know, he could hear twice as sharp as a human and sometimes that ability was troublesome.
"The devil was escaped? Shit, he's bringing havoc. Why didn't anyone just kill him in that old town, I heard that many died during the exam."
"really. If this happens, he might be able to rise to become an elite swordsman and destroy the stability of this country. May Emperor Ziran quickly come to his senses and sentence him to death."
"Lit down your voice, the devil may be able to hear us."
The voices came from the Law Enforcement Elders of the Eternal Valley college, Imperial officials, and important people from other major colleges.
Xue Zhan could definitely identify one of them because he had seen Kang Jian wearing the same robe as the middle-aged man. They whispered to each other shut their mouths with fans. Despite the silent talk their eyes still glanced occasionally at Xue Zhan cynically.
Xue Zhan didn't take a headache. The person who hates him will always seek his evil, not caring about the good in him. For what he was constantly explaining to the person who purposely closed those eyes and ears. They would rather scrape up rotten trash than enjoy the beauty of diamonds. Prefer to look for the faults of others rather than hearing good things about them.
The ceremony has long been over. The students went back to their teachers and classmates, there were some who were still mourning the death of their fellow students.
Xue Zhan flinched lightly when without him noticing someone was behind and patted him on the shoulder. When he turned his face turned cheerful, Xue Zhan half shouted.
"Teacher!!"
Just like a child who met after a long time apart from his mother.
"Aish, don't yell that way. You're this." Kang Jian then let out a laugh, after all the student was also a little excessive, so he did not need to be surprised anymore. "You really did, Zhan'er. I'm proud of you. You get stronger every day, I don't think I deserve to be your teacher. You know for yourself, I've spent a lot of time on other activities"
"Teacher Kang is the best teacher ever, how could it be that teacher doesn't deserve to guide me that much?"
Kang Jian exhaled with a smile, embracing Xue Zhan who was only shoulder-high. "Today I'll buy you anything you like. What do you want to eat?"
Xue Zhan had never felt the affection of a father, but it felt as if upon seeing the way Kang Jian spoke and looked at him, he seemed to have possessed what he had never had since childhood.
"I eat-"
"Boiled eggs and mushroom soup," cut someone out from the side. Xue Zhan grieved, again there was just something bothering them.
"Ahahaha, apparently you two got away together. Let me guess, you must have destroyed the test site with your furore, right? Aish, just be embarrassed sometimes. This skin on my face beamed every other teacher asked, 'hey is that your student who is fighting with a Young Master Jiazhen?' they were like they were going to swallow up this Empire while arguing."
Xue Zhan scratched the back of his head, his friend looked away and said, "I'm hungry."
Seeing the faces of the two boys Kang Jian grew even more chuckling.
They followed Kang Jian's footsteps while occasionally seeing the crowd of the road as the city's festive festival was taking place, petals flying all the way, even some lanterns were released into the air, a beautiful sight.
Jiazhen Yan suddenly stopped in front of a painting of a Holy Sword hero on display and traded, the merchant standing up welcoming, "Is there a painting that catches your attention, Master?"
The young man frowned, Xue Zhan came to a stop and saw what the demon was staring at. Just a pretty good-looking painting of a guy, maybe 30 and up. It was obvious that he did not like the painting very much.
"Oi, what did you see?"
"Your eyes moved to the tailbone until you couldn't see what I saw?"
"A handsome hero? Why is your face so sour?" snorted Xue Zhan, he raised his index finger getting an answer, "Well I know. You must be jealous of this hero's handsome face? He must have idolized the girls. Not like you're idolized by your grandparents. But calm my best friend, you're the most handsome monkey I've ever seen. No need to be discouraged."
Jiazhen Yan almost hit him, he issued a warning. "If you meet the person in this painting you'd better be careful, he's a dangerous person."
They resumed their journey after Kang Jian who was quite far ahead. Kang Jian accidentally went to bed with another teacher from the Eternal Valley and intended to invite him to eat at one of his favorite food stalls. While the two claws were still arguing nonstop.
"Why are you setting up, after all that guy looks nice and educated. He is also a Holy Sword, which is probably as evil as you say. It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." Xue Zhan shook his hand in disbelief.
His friend looked upset. His face was as if he was cursing a thousand idioms within Xue Zhan's brain.
"You don't know, dealing with him is a disaster."
Xue Zhan is replying to the plate.
"You yourself are a disaster."
This time Jiazhen Yan's hand suddenly poked her head onto a roadside cart, leaving the owner astonished and almost asking for damages. Xue Zhan screeched, apologized to the owner and snapped Jiazhen Yan's head even harder.
He ran away before the demon possessed his countrymen.
"Whoever sucks my eel, it's a valuable asset you know."
"From you, fucking Zhan!!"
"To there? Where anyone wants to take their lives for free. Strike an angel to take away lives first if you want to catch me, hahahah!"
A huge fire enslaved and blew up one shop, Jiazhen Yan rampaged, Xue Zhan took a thousand steps and Kang Jian patted the eel. Kang Jian's friend stroked the man's back to remain patiently nurturing the two boobs.
A merchant asked Kang Jian, "Master Swordsman, are they your acquaintances?"
Kang Jian and his friend closed their faces while answering, "No, don't know."