The God of Cataka

17

"Who?" Shen Zhu glanced over his shoulder, but saw no sign of someone about to pounce on him from behind.

SLASHY!

SLASHY!

Two more soraya leaves!

WUSSHHHH!

Again Shen Zhu managed to repel the attack with dried leaves.

Shen Zhu jerked his head to the side and turned in unison. Turn his body backwards.

But someone landed behind him. More precisely, in front of him.

How could? Shen Zhu was amazed. How could someone launch an attack from the opposite direction?

Alertly, Shen Zhu rolled his eyeballs to the side, peering at the person behind him through the tail of his eyes.

The person folded his hands in front of his chest while clearing his throat and looked at Shen Zhu.

"Master!" Shen Zhu suffocated and hurriedly turned to face the original direction, to then bow in salute. How long has he been watching me? he wondered in his heart. Suddenly, his secret was revealed.

"Did you always break away like this when you practiced?" Bao Hu's question managed to make Shen Zhu stammer.

"Not always, sir!" shen Zhu replied still bowing while linking her hands together in front of her face. Not daring to look at the man who had adopted him. He knew that the middle-aged man had never liked him. But he still respected him considering the services of the sect head even though he was forced to.

Just as the man was forced to adopt her, Shen Zhu was also forced to respect her.

"So you started separating during practice after you found the inheritance room?" bao Hu asked in a probing tone.

"Do you know?" cry Shen Zhu surprised. Finally raised his face. But both of his hands were still linked in front of his face.

The man chuckled faintly. Sounds more like a snort than a smile. "Having a secret is also one of the traits of a knight," he said as he lowered his hands from his chest, then folded the two behind his body. Then slowly, he approached Shen Zhu.

Shen Zhu looked down again.

"No one saw," Bao Hu said as he grabbed Shen Zhu's shoulders and straightened his body. "No need to be formal!" said.

Shen Zhu lowered his hands and blinked.

"Follow me!" bao Hu's instructions as he walked past Shen Zhu, then set one foot down and then soared his body into the air and landed on the top of one of the stone hills not far away.

Shen Zhu followed him.

As soon as Shen Zhu landed by his side, Bao Hu snatched the young man's wrist and carried him flying away in the speed of a comet.

"WHOAAA…!" the panicked cries of Shen Zhu shrieked loudly into the high sky and only ended after they landed in front of the gate of an old building that had become a ruin.

BRUK!

Shen Zhu nodded and fell down. Not used to being carried flying at such speed.

"That's really bad!" bao Hu's ridicule among his hidden gelatinous smile.

Shen Zhu pulled up his body and looked around.

Bao Hu led the way towards the ruins behind the old gate earlier. Walk slowly with both hands folded behind his body.

Those ancient ruins were the ancestral relics of the Bao Sect. It was located on the border of the region between the Bao Sect and the Magical-Guage Sect region of the Magi school. Deep in the depths of the forest on the other side of the mountain where the Baouhu Sword Sect college stood. It is about five hundred kilometers from the college.

That famous Special Training Place of the Bao Sect.

In front of an old well covered by a large piece of rock, Bao Hu stopped his steps and turned his head towards Shen Zhu. "Listen, boy!" said. "I don't mean to be evil."

Shen Zhu spontaneously frowned.

"This is the most sacred place that the Bao Sect has, its name is Pond Catastrophe," explained Bao Hu as he swung one of his hands towards the rock that was clogging the well hole in front of him, then rolled the stone with the power of telekinesis. "This is where your sword was taken."

Shen Zhu simultaneously swerved and scattered to the edge of the well, then looked inside.

"Come in!" bao Hu's Instructions. "In there you may find pieces of your sword."

Shen Zhu twisted his body facing towards Bao Hu, then bowed respectfully with both hands linked in front of the face.

"Behold, Shen Zhu!" Bao Hu patted gently next to Shen Zhu's shoulder. "The sword that chose you is both a destiny of grace and a curse. You may have to take a very big and dangerous risk. It all depends on your destiny."

After saying that, Bao Hu floated one hand towards Shen Zhu, then plunged the young man into the well using telekinesis.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA…!" shen Zhu's cry shrieked once more. Then it disappeared with the darkness that swallowed it.

A BRUUUUUSH!

Shen Zhu splashed into the water and wave as it was unprepared. Panicking, he moved both his hands and feet scavenging for focus.

After struggling for quite a while in the water, Shen Zhu finally managed to pull himself to the surface of the water and found a foothold to pull his body out of the pond and pull over.

As soon as he filled in, he was suffocated to realize his entire body was covered in blood. He looked at his hands, and examined himself for wounds on his body. But didn't find it. He looked towards the pool and was flabbergasted.

The pool was filled with blood. Is that why this pool is called the Pond of Catastrophe? Shen Zhu wondered in his heart.

He pulled up his body and found himself standing on a flat stone in the middle of the pool of blood. The only light that illuminated him came from the red torch-like flame tongues that gushed from the cracks on the surface of the stone.

Shen Zhu crouched down in front of the burst of flames and observed it with a frown. I feel familiar with the view.

Where have I seen him? Shen Zhu tried to remember.

Sword piece! Shen Zhu was aware. He remembered the moment the sword chose him, he saw the sword thrust upon the flame.

His sword cut was embedded within the stone.

How do I take it? Shen Zhu started to think hard.

Then he stretched out his fingers wearing a ring and felt his ring begin to react.

The ring trembled on his finger, then chipped out and flew to the ceiling of the cave and bounced back towards Shen Zhu in the form of a sword ready to stab.

And before Shen Zhu realized what had happened, before he could react, the sword had already pierced through his heart.

JLB!

A shrill scream of pain shrill from his mouth.

Shen Zhu's body was lifted up to float on the surface of the rock. Like people are being hanged.

Simultaneously, the entire place around him trembled and crackled. A strong wind rumbled over the surface of the pond until the blood pool churned and rose up like a tsunami storm, then rolled into red tendrils which then charged towards Shen Zhu from various directions, stoning his body here and there.

The heat wave stung Shen Zhu like a bolt of lightning, making his body tremble and stomp.

Seconds next…

YOAAARRRR!

Colorful light explosions burst out from his body along with long howls from his mouth.