THE MOON CULTIVATOR

Ep. 3 AGREEMENT

Zao Ling who was wearing a hoodless black robe as well as the black sword that was coiling on his back walked up one by one the steps until he reached the vast courtyard of the Jade sect.

In front of Zao Ling stood the disciples, elders and owners of the Jade sect.

The disciples gazed towards Zao Ling then thanks."Hey trash, what are you doing here?

The elders looked down on Zao Ling, they thought that maybe Zao Ling was tired of her life until she dared to come to the Jade sect.

Mei Yin walked up to Zao Ling then said."What are you doing here? wanting to become a disciple of the Jade sect, sorry we don't accept trash like you?."

Zao Ling said."Why would you do that? why did you embarrass my father?. You and I have never had a grudge!."

Mei Yin chuckled then said."Do you still not understand? Your father, you and your moon sect will never be on a par with me, you deserve to be treated like that."

Zao Ling stared with a cold face then said."How tall is your degree Miss Yin?."

Mei Yin said."You can see for yourself, I am a noble and also the best disciple of the Jade sect, in the future I will be the successor of the Jade sect, then you, in the future, you're nothing but trash even your father would have to bow his head if he wanted to talk to me!."

Zao Ling squeezed his fingers firmly with his jaw hardened, then slowly he regained his composure, after which said."Status, cultivation and sect successor, I will make dreams shattered."

Then Zao Ling circulated her gaze to all the people in that place then said."The next two years I will come to challenge the Jade sect disciple that Mei Yin fought."

Everyone was shocked, the elders smiled faintly even Huang Zhong's face to the point of blushing as it held back a laugh.

One of the elders said."Zao Ling, stop that nonsense! you're making my stomach hurt."

The other elder said."Even though you spent ten years, you are still no match for Mei Yin."

Huang Zhong opened his voice."Zao Ling, as a man you were brave enough to come here, but you should know that men do not speak with words but actions."

Zao Ling smiled then took out a paper that read..The next three years Zao Ling son Yan Ling and Mei Yin princess Jing Yin will fight in the Jade sect.

The loser will be the slave who wins forever and vice versa.

This battle was aimed at restoring the Honour as well as the pride of the Ling family.

Zao Ling bit her thumb until it bled and then gave a blood stamp on the paper containing the agreement.

Zao Ling gave the paper to Mei Yin then said."Give me a blood stamp here so you or I can always remember this day!."

Mei Yin smiled then grabbed the agreement paper and intended to tear it apart, but Huang Zhong suddenly said."Mei Yin, to become a sect successor you have to start from the smallest, which is to get rid of ants like her."

Mei Yin nodded then looked at Zao Ling and said."All right, I'll take your challenge."

Then Mei Yin gave the blood stamp on the paper containing the agreement and then gave the paper to Zao Ling.

Mei Yin said."I hope you didn't run away out of fear!."

Zao Ling smiled sinisterly then turned around leaving the Jade sect courtyard.

After leaving the Jade sect, Zao Ling instantly moved towards the Empire forest, a forest that he said could raise a cultivator's level quickly, although Zao Ling did not know what the place was like, either, but Zao Ling had been determined to become stronger and restore her family's Honor as well as her father's pride.

On the way, Zao Ling thought about stopping because she felt that her body was not strong enough to travel, but Zao Ling recalled her father's words, that before he returned his father's Honor as well as his pride, then Zao Ling was not Yan Ling's son.

Zao Ling's jaws hardened with overflowing anger whenever he recalled how his father was humiliated, how his father kowtowed touching Jing Yin and Mei Yin's feet.

Zao Ling's will was already round, even though Zao Ling died on the way, Zao Ling would not regret it.

From the loudness of the storm as well as the gurgling sound of the raindrops gushing through the leaves and the ground, Zao Ling stared at a light from within the Cave.

The light seemed to come from dead wood that was burned by the blaze to give light to the dark and cold cave.

Feeling that the rain storm never stopped plus all his clothes had also been wet, Zao Ling decided to enter the Cave.

Stepping into the mouth of the Cave, Zao Ling said."Excuse me sir, I accidentally passed through this place and saw there was light, so I thought of taking a break while warming myself."

The old man in a stick in a dim shirt turned to look at Zao Ling.

The old man said."What are you doing in a place like this?."

Zao Ling walked up to the old man then bowed his body slightly as he said."My name is Zao Ling sir, I am from Hua city, I came here to search the Empire forest."

The old man was a little surprised at the polite manner displayed by Zao Ling, in this vast world, it was rare to see a young man who had manners, as well as being polite, especially if they have reached a high level, then they will not consider others important.

The old man said."my name is Fengying, I have no place to live, I am a wanderer."

Zao Ling said."Greetings Mr. Fangyin, nice to meet you, can I sit by the bonfire to warm myself?."

Fangyin nodded and said."Of course, you don't need to ask my permission!."

Zao Ling nodded then walked closer to the graceful fire then sat down while bringing her two palms closer to the fire.

Fangyin looked at Zao Ling then said."Why do you want to go to the Empire forest?."

Zao Ling replied."From what I heard, the Empire forest can raise the level of a cultivator quickly, therefore I want to go there and practice."

Fangyin said."With that ability of yours, you'll die before you reach the Empire's forest."

Zao Ling warmed her body to the fire while saying."No matter sir, even if I have to die I will still go to the forest."

Fangyin nodded as he said."Humm, firm ass."

Then they fell silent without a sound while enjoying the warmth emitted by the bonfire.

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