The God of Cataka

16

"Sister! Uncle!" Bao Yu linked her hands in front of her face. "I deserve to be punished" he said politely. "Regarding the wounds of my disciples.it was actually obtained from the bullying I did with my other students."

"What?" The entire room simultaneously looked at Bao Yu.

The women smother their mouths with their fingers.

"A few years ago, I researched various blockages in the body that inhibit the development of qi and published the Ten Extreme Theories of Overcoming the Blockage of Qi" Bao Yu said without compromising his respect. "One of them is destroying dantian. But whether it's ordinary martial arts experts or those in the Knight Alliance, no one believes my theory."

Dantian refers to the region where the vital qi-energies that exist in everything a person fails.

"Since then, no martial artist has overcome the qi blockage by crushing his dantian," Bao Yu continued. "Although I have faith in my theory, but no one has ever tried. The theory that I've put out, it's just a theory with no evidence because no one wants to try. Practice is the only way to test the truth."

"You risked your student's life for theory?" Bao Hu hissed with a denouncing tone.

"Sister doesn't dare!" Bao Yu remained low. "Unless.there is a compelling reason behind it."

"The background?" Elder Yun frowned.

"Liu Shen Zhu's background is not simple" Bao Yu replied. "His father was a treasure hunter and a mysterious heirloom expert. Liu Hanzou!"

"Liu Hanzou?" The whole room again screamed.

"You mean.." Elder Yun stammered.

"True," said Bao Yu cutting off his uncle's words. "The Grave Digger!"

"Imust be!" bao Hu muttered in disbelief.

"And most importantly." Bao Yu added. "The heirloom that chose him came from the god race."

"What?" The entire hall shrieked once more.

Bao Yu floated her palm over the ring of gems that were coiling on the other fingers and instantly a manual-guidebook came out of the ring and landed on her palm.

The ring was a storage ring, one of the essential attributes that the knights and spiritual martialists were obliged to possess.

Its function is almost the same as a personal storage warehouse, but it can be taken everywhere. Each gem on the storage ring is a dimensional space with a minimum storage capacity of twenty cubic meters.

Bao Yu floated the manual that was removed from his storage ring towards Bao Hu using spiritual power better known as telekinesis.

Bao Hu opened the manual, studying it for a moment and was flabbergasted. "The Sword of the Cataclysm?" the pekik doesn't believe.

The entire hall was again buzzed by an agitated mutter.

Everyone knew the Evil God Sword could destroy a single kingdom in one fell swoop. Even a continent.

"The ugly sword was—" Bao Hu stuttered.

"Blessed to be divine heirlooms, it is certainly impossible to be that weak," Bao Yu concluded after his long explanation.

That conclusion is needed for the trial participants who have known too many facts presented.

In the end, Bao Yu was released after being convinced of not being proven to have committed a violation against the Will of Heaven.

But after the emergency session, Bao Hu could not stop thinking about Shen Zhu. He seemed restless all day to the point of neglecting all his responsibilities.

Feeling unsatisfied just to keep quiet, Bao Hu finally decided to spy on Dormitory Seven himself.

Shen Zhu's college-age brothers were training on the hillside when Bao Hu slipped out of his private room without everyone's knowledge, but Shen Zhu was out of nowhere.

Bao Hu landed on one of the rock hills and checked around using his telepathic power. Then finally found the whereabouts of Shen Zhu.

The boy was apparently secluded on the edge of the canyon on the other side of the hill, far apart from his elder brothers.

Shen Zhu was sitting cross-legged on a flat rock facing towards the canyon, learning to control his sword by telekinesis.

At least that was what Bao Hu concluded when he found the young man sitting cross-legged while extending out his hand, channeling blood-red light energy towards his sword through the palm of his hand.

Bao Hu folded his hands together in front of his chest, rubbing his chin with his knuckles while watching the young man with squinted eyes. Fire element! inner surprised.

Is he really being rejected in the sea of elements?

Now that fire element devoured the rusted sword that was silently floating in front of the young man.

What exactly is he trying to do? Bao Hu wondered in his heart.

Why did the sword just float around silently?

Does he not understand how to control it?

Lama Bao Hu noticed the series of procedures until the old sword began to melt and left behind only a lump of metal that slowly began to turn into a ring.

Shen Zhu turned his palm face up and moved his one finger, and instantly the ring was attached to that finger.

Legacy room! inner Bao Hu was surprised.

Some heirlooms have legacy spaces where the owner of the related heirloom does not need guidance to develop his abilities. The sword spirit would guide his chosen one until it mastered the most secret technique.

Legacy room secret techniques are usually only owned by the owner of the inheritance room itself.

And most importantly, the legacy space is only owned by certain heirlooms.

Bao Hu felt stung by respect.

Suddenly he regretted ignoring Shen Zhu and letting him be Bao Yu's disciple.

Being a disciple of Bao Yu meant being an Outer Disciple. Not being completely bound to the Baohu Sword Sect Academy, although it still belonged to the great family of the Bao Sect.

The so-called Dormitory of Seven was Bao Yu's private college. Not including Baohu Sword Sect College. Only the place had once been a part of the Baohu Sword Sect Academy.

After Bao Yu obtained the first-class badge of the theorist, Bao Yu obtained the full rights to Dormitory Seven.

In other words, the Bao Sect had two colleges. The Seven Dormitory and Baohu Sword Sect College.

As the owner of the college, Bao Hu deeply regretted knowing that the outer disciples had obtained higher grades. But as the sect head, he had hopes of improving his standing in the alliance.

Shen Zhu pulled up his body and wriggled flexing his muscles.

A moment later, the young man had already darted fast, leaping over the irregular pointed steps of the rocks, jumping around on the cliff wall, climbing the peak in an instant.

Reaching the top of the hill, he twisted his body in the air in a salto motion, and landed on the grass field on the other side of the hill. Then walk down the path to the back yard of the college where his brothers and sisters are practicing.

But then the young man stopped and listened. Suddenly alert. He could hear the subtle movement of something being shot towards him. Smoother than the wind.

A SLAAASSSH!

Shen Zhu jerked one of his hands to the side, plunging the tip of his index and middle fingers into the empty air. And instantly a dry leaf near his feet flew off following the flutter of his hand.

THE GLAAAAAARRR!

Explosions of light shimmered along with the gusts of wind that swept through the entire place around Shen Zhu.

The dried leaves he threw slashed down on the green still soraya leaf that was darting towards Shen Zhu like a dagger that someone threw from a hidden place.