The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
36 Ch: TCM XI

"Hey, if you don't mind you can go to the practice room with us." Feng Yu and Xinxin walked over to Yang Jian. There was elder Lin who was also with them. However strange, Yang Jian did not see Chang An among them.

"Greetings elder Lin." Sapa Yang Jian while slightly lowered his head as a sign of respect.

"Where is Teacher Chang?" Yang Jian asked with a probing gaze towards the two brothers as elder Lin conversed with one of the seniors of the Cloud Dragon Sect.

"Don't you know?" Not her to answer, Feng Yu instead asked.

"What don't I know?"

"Elder Shing and one female elder came last night, and now elder Chang is with them." Feng Yu was confused looking at Yang Jian's attitude. " Do you really not know or just pretend not to know?"

Yang Jian was speechless and seemed to be thinking, he did not understand why there was suddenly an elder Shing here, in the Cloud Dragon Sect.

Yang Jian knew very well that only elder Lin and Elder Chang An were assigned as tournament attendees. Given how far away the Jade Stone Sect was from the Cloud Dragon Sect, it felt impossible that this was just a coincidence.

"I'm sorry I have other needs." Without waiting for a response, Yang Jian immediately turned around leaving Feng Yu and Xinxin.

Feng Yu looked at Xinxin questioningly, as if knowing the intent of Feng Yu's gaze, Xinxin shrugged her shoulders. "He is unique, no wonder."

"Where is Yang Jian?" Elder Lin asked after finishing conversing with one of the senior disciples of the cloud dragon sect.

"He has other affairs of elders."

"Rushan?" Elder Lin said with a smile, it was funny to hear that Yang Jian had business here. Without thinking further Elder Lin took his two disciples into the training room.

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In a park that is quite spacious looks three different generations of people gathered with a tense atmosphere of silence each other.

The park is very quiet like never touched, just a few more meters to walk forward then we will arrive at the forest that is still the area of the cloud dragon sect. There were no flowers, only small grasses and a few long chairs that were already dusty.

"How is Elder Chang? Ah...or do I need to call you with my sweet call first? Alright, alright... How's An'er?"

A man who still looked sixty years old spoke in a mocking tone, even though the age of the man had reached hundreds of years. He was one of the senior elders in the Jade Stone Sect, Elder Shing.

Chang An who heard that seemed to clench his hands tightly until his knuckles turned white, his eyes glaring sharply at Elder Shing.

"Ah you're scaring me. Don't look at me lustfully like that, I miss your loving gaze." Elder Shing put on a feigned expression of fear. But there was a small grin on the corner of his lips.

"Please..stop." That was all that came out of Chang An's mouth, his hunting breath signifying that he was now desperately trying to hold back his anger.

"Stopped? Your request even made me want to take the lives of those despicable men and women." Hearing that Chang An's heart felt crumpled, there was a sense of tightness that was very painful in his chest. Then Elder Shing switched to his serious mode staring at Chang An lowly.

'Deg.' Elder Shing's words successfully made Chang An's heart race twice as fast.

"He's just a kid, he's a kara..."

"Do I look like I care? Whoever is closest to you I assume he's ready to get involved with you, too. Would you rather I take his life right now. I have a thousand and one ways to kill a little boy without pain. You can choose which way to end his life. Let's just say I'm spreading kindness."

"I hope you don't forget that deal, choosing one means you're willing to take the other off." Elder Shing said before heading out of the room leaving Chang An with his blank gaze.

"But there are some sect rules that cannot be broken." Chang An's words stopped the footsteps of elder Shing and the woman beside him.

"You don't have to think about rules, you just have to choose one of them." Elder Shing passed leaving Chang An still dissatisfied for his answer.

'Arghhhh...' Chang An hit the wall with his fist while groaning stifledly so as not to invite the attention of others. The look on his face signified a burning anger. But the anger is not for others but for itself.

"Again, again I failed to protect my people." clearly a sense of frustration from Chang An's tone. "Jian'er sorry." Chang An's last words were heartbreaking. He was as strong as possible to endure the tightness in his chest. Chang An's body slumped to the ground, he buried his face on the sidelines between his knees.

Unbeknownst to Chang An, there was a figure watching him from far away more precisely watching them since earlier, since Elder Shing and the female elder were still in the park.

Yang Jian's blue eyes flashed for a moment like lightning before the rain. His two hands clenched tightly, this was the first time since their first meeting Chang An looked weak and helpless.

Yang Jian remembered, his teacher had never told him about his origin and past, hearing the talk of Chang An and elder Shing, Yang Jian finally realized he had not really known the figure of his teacher. There was still a lot Yang Jian did not know and it made Yang Jian feel guilty.

"I haven't even boasted about my achievements, but..." Yang Jian was unable to finish his words, he was aware that the difficult situation Chang An was facing at the moment was due to Yang Jian's presence.

"Do you want me to eat it?" suddenly the dragon.

"Who?"

"The old man."

Yang Jian who knew the person in the dragon intent rolled his eyeballs off guard.

"no need. The meat's bad, mostly evil."

"Ck, do you really think I'm gonna eat the meat?" asked the dragon clucking lazily.

"You said." Yang Jian said as he passed from the garden before Chang An noticed his presence.

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"Why do I have to get rid of the child? I don't see any danger from him." The female elder accompanying Elder Shing stopped his steps while looking at Elder Shing questioningly. He was an ally of Elder Shing in carrying out his every plan.