The Spirit Hunter System

Everyone Has a Story

"Just give up."

A few minutes of fighting, Adam looked at Lei Kong indifferently.

Of the people in the Thunder Fang Sect whom Adam had met, except Elder Feng, he felt that the others were actually not that strong. Of course, the young man was sure that there must be someone stronger than Elder Feng.

Merely, since Elder Feng was also severely injured, Adam felt that there was nothing to be so afraid of. Yet he was also still on guard, just in case there were some Elders who could hide their true strength.

So from the beginning, Adam was willing to fight with Lei Kong because the man was so good at sending hundreds of years old ginseng for free to him.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Lei Kong shouted. Purple energy instantly enveloped his sword.

"Thirteen Thunder Fangs .. 4th movement."

Lei Kong appears behind Adam. Making a sweeping motion while twisting his body, he immediately aimed for the young man's waist.

Swooshes! KLANG!

The loud sound of metal clashing sounded.

People saw Adam fending off Lei Kong's movements with ease. The sword in the young man's hand was enveloped by a green-colored energy that looked so faint.

"As expected of the Thunder Fang Sect, their lightning Qi energy was not only fast."

Adam then leaped back so casually and then sheathed his sword. Holding a sword sheath with his left hand and a sword hilt with his right hand, Adam immediately bowed, completely changing his style from freestyle to the fighting style of a traditional Kendo expert.

Seeing the change in Adam's movements, Lei Kong instantly held the sword hilt with both of his hands. A purple-colored Qi energy enveloped the sword blade. He was completely focused on resisting the attack of the masked young man.

Adam closed his eyes while taking a deep breath.

"Autumn Sword ..."

By the time people blinked, Adam disappeared from his spot and appeared three or four meters behind Lei Kong while making a re-sheathing motion of his sword.

"Flowing Wind."

Along with Adam's voice, the body part of the sword in Lei Kong's hand suddenly fell, leaving only the handle of the sword that the man was still holding.

Glup!

Seeing the figure of Adam disappearing and moving like a gust of wind, the spectators involuntarily gulped.

'One second!'

Those two words were immediately imprinted in their minds. If Adam were to aim for the neck, it might not be the blade of the sword, but the head of Lei Kong that now fell to the ground.

Bruk!

Lei Kong fell to his knees on the ground. He looked so surprised. His body trembled, a lot of cold sweat drenched his body.

That guy is really scared!

"I ... Lose ..."

Lei Kong said in a barely audible voice.

"You don't have to be surprised. Although it looked great, the move could not be easily used in a real fight.

I can use it because it's a duel, and you gave me the chance to do it. If you try to annoy me when I'm not ready, I won't have time to make that move.

Of course, if you do, I will attack you with another move."

Adam said casually. The young man walked towards Lei Kong. Stopping in front of the man, he reached out his hand.

"You have great ability, just too confident because you are often in front of your colleagues.

Good match."

Looking towards Adam, Lei Kong smiled wryly. Grabbing Adam's hand, the man is pulled and helped to his feet.

Sighing deeply, Lei Kong stared at Adam.

"You still lose. I'm too satisfied with my own achievements." The man shook his head lightly before continuing, "You are truly a monster, Mr. Owl."

Seeing the two people shaking hands with each other, the spectators applauded festively.

They did not yell at or blame Lei Kong at all. Despite the defeat, the disciples knew that their teacher was also strong. Merely, his opponent was truly far beyond their expectations.

"Teacher ..."

Lei Na said with an expression full of doubt.

Elder Feng nodded with a serious expression. He stared at Adam in the distance while whispering.

"Mr Owl is indeed at the peak of the Spiritualist Master level. Same with my level. However ...

I'm sure he can beat me, even if I'm in good health."

Elder Feng looked towards the surprised and speechless Lei Na, before finally saying back.

"Most likely he can compete with the Patriarch. Of course, I can't win yet.

Although the distance was small, the Master and Grandmaster had walls that were difficult to penetrate. Therefore, I was trapped in this place until now.

Wind-type Qi energy, moving quickly without sound ...

Owl's nickname deserves it."

That means ... 'That 'ghost Bird' was truly beyond his expectations.

***

At night, at Elder Feng's house.

"Eat. In the city, you rarely eat traditional food like this, right? Enjoy it, consider it your own home."

Elder Feng, Lei Fan, Lei Na, and Adam ate together. Some delicious dishes such as chicken soup with lotus seeds, and some other traditional dishes are served.

Seeing their hospitality, Adam smiled gently.

"Thank you very much for your hospitality, Elder Feng."

"Haha! No need to hesitate ... no need to hesitate ..."

The four of them then ate together happily.

Finished eating, Elder Feng suddenly said.

"Lei Fan, grab the wine that teacher saved."

Hearing his teacher's words, Lei Fan looked surprised.

"Are you not sick, Teacher? It's not good to drink wine at a time like this, is it?"

"Just do it!"

After saying that, Elder Feng looked towards Adam.

"You want to accompany this old man for a drink, don't you, Mr Owl?"

Hearing Elder Feng's words, although somewhat reluctant, Adam could only accept it.

Elder Feng saw Adam nodding lightly. The middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction.

He asked Adam to go to the backyard. Sitting there drinking wine and looking at the stars. Elder Feng even expelled Lei Fan and Lei Na.

As Adam took a sip of wine, he was slightly surprised.

"The alcohol content isn't very high, but traditionally brewed fruit wine isn't bad either, is it?"

Hearing Elder Feng's words, Adam nodded. Indeed, compared to the taste of ordinary wine, this fruit wine is slightly sour and somewhat bitter. But also delicious and refreshing.

Adam looked towards Elder Feng who was staring at the night sky while sipping wine.

"Is there anything you want to talk to me about, Elder Feng?"

Not directly answering, Elder Feng instead asked back.

"Are you born in a clan of assassins, Mr Owl? Although not everyone is aware of it, I know you have killed many people.

It was different from the motto of Cultivators on the right path."

"..."

"You don't have to be careful. I know you are not an Evil Cultivator, or a commonly called a Demon Cultivator.

Therefore, I ask you. Because ... usually only a clan of assassins who usually commit murder is so heavy even though it is also on the right track."

"I'm not a part of them."

"..."

Hearing Adam's reply, Elder Feng was somewhat surprised. Despite feeling a bit impolite, he still asked.

"So your parents weren't Cultivators?"

"I'm an orphan."

Hearing Adam's reply, Elder Feng was again surprised. He instantly imagined the story of a boy who became a Cultivator for revenge. Pass through many obstacles, fight many enemies, and walk the path of murder.

Looking towards Adam who was so calm, looking abnormal to a man his age, Elder Feng let out a heavy sigh.

"I know your life is heavy. Maybe you don't have a place to go back, but if you want ...

You can think of this place as your own home."

"..."

Hearing Elder Feng's words, this time it was Adam who was dumbfounded. Seeing how the middle-aged man looked at him with pity, he was speechless.

Seeing how Adam did not reply, Elder Feng again added.

"It's okay. Everyone has their past and their stories. Whatever past you've experienced ...

It's not that important right now."

"..."

Adam gaped. Really don't know what to say.

He only felt that the man was watching too much wuxia drama!

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