The Swordsman of the Gods

036. Flashback to a Surprising Life

A week after Yongchun became part of the 7th Heavenly. Wang Xian woke up from his critical period. Not much does he remember what happened to him. The pain of being tired still felt clearly.

As soon as he woke up, Wang Xian was in a hurry to go to the palace. In the middle of the journey, pacing Yongchun, he saw a seed of sadness in his heart.

“What happened to him?”

Recently he saw the seeds of sorrow far too great of his pride or evil. Seeing that, Yang Jian explained a few things. That Wang Xian never was like this.

Because he used to be a much admired hero. But for 10 years ago.

At that time Wulan Palace was recently formed and gained the attention of the residents. It was led by the previous Ming Emperor before the present Ming Emperor.

Emperor Ming Fu.

His power was great, many warriors of the level of nirvana followed him. The sense of disdain, respect and other good things that exist is too great. No one can beat him.

But his position is no longer able to survive because of the age factor. He died and the position of Emperor was replaced by his son who already had a family. Ming Guo's.

Wang Xian had a younger sister who was 1 year younger than him. It was Wang Chan. They were friends with the amateur swordsman Yang Jian.

In the Battle of the Power Stone Arena, their strength would be determined from that place. Then Wang Xian and Yang Jian had done it once there, when he was a teenager.

Rather than Yang Jian, Wang Xian was precisely superior. Power of inner, physical or mental energy that can not be broken all of it. Moreover, it is also not easy to be dropped with a trick. The decision he always made was not contested by others, as if absolute.

Until then, the worst day came. Thinking of peaceful life they will always live every day, slowly disappearing from the bottom of his heart.

“Sister! Want to hear me tell you a little bit?”

His sister approached with a happy face. Wang Xian, who was training by himself in the backyard, smiled.

“What story?” ask Wang Xian.

Chan whispered to her, “I've been in a relationship with the emperor's son for a long time. And now, I'm going to marry him.”

For a moment Wang Xian gasped at the news. Then, thinking that this was the happiness that his sister had obtained, Wang Xian let go of the ego a little.

“I'm so happy to hear it,” Wang Xian said as he stroked Chan's head.

However, the line of words he uttered was not the same as the condition in his heart. He doubted all the words of his sister. Like, something's wrong. I don't know what, but Wang Xian's premonition was getting worse.

Wang Chan is still very young to be married. Is that okay? What would happen if the marriage was broken? Or something bad will happen to her once married?

Those questions kept Wang Xian thinking. Afraid that something bad might happen to her sister.

“Chan'er! Waitaminute! I'm not done talking.” Wang Xian shouted to him then chased all the way to the main courtyard.

“Duh, what's up kak?” ask her in surprise.

“No. I'm just..how, yeah. Isn't it too rushed?”

Wang Xian decided to ask if this decision was not too hasty. The anxiety was clearly visible on his face. So Chan laughed and said that his brother was ridiculous.

“Sorry, brother. Makes you anxious. Sorry for just telling you this. I just don't want big brother to be anxious just because I'm intertwining with the emperor's son. Moreover, the competition is a lot.”

A young boy who had a thin body came, heard what had just been told and saw the happy face of Chan. Instantly this pent-up heart was torn so easily.

“Yang Jian! You here?” call Wang Xian.

And there were things that made Wang Xian even more restless. As long as the three of them were friendly, there was a relationship between his sister and Yang Jian.

“Hahaha! Sorry eavesdropping. I accidentally heard that. And, congratulations yes!” yang Jian said in a high tone. Congratulate Wang Xian's sister.

Wang Xian glanced at his sister, and found a sad gaze that finally filled with tears. Back then, Wang Xian still did not realize it.

That Wang Chan would be happily married was a lie.

Then, the wedding day was right in front of their own eyes.

“I heard His Majesty's son is crazy. Is that true?”

“Hush! Don't talk recklessly. You might die of being cut off just because of a few words you said!”

“I understand, but ..I'm very sorry. The girl will marry such a man.”

THE PLAQUE!

“Don't touch me! Go!” amuk Chan cried and tried to leave.

The wedding will be done. The girl cried and made the beautiful makeup fade. Her cries could be heard by those who were witnesses.

Including Wang Xian, he secretly entered the palace hall. See what has happened.

After some wedding traditions are over. Emperor Ming's son took him to one of the rooms.

Yuze, Ming Guo's son pushed him violently onto the bed. Strangling his neck with all his might, Wang Chan thrashed with his foaming mouth.

“Chan'er!”

Wang Xian had subconsciously infiltrated into the palace, looking from behind the window, what his own sister's husband had done.

So cruel, Wang Xian called out his sister's name in a loud voice. As he was about to force his way into the room, a few bodyguards came and arrested him.

“Wait! My sister's inside! She's tortured! Didn't any of you see it!?” amuk Wang Xian's.

“You've infiltrated the palace. Better hurry out or get into the bars!” One of the guards kicked him out.

“But! My sister!”

Some of the guards were just staring cynically. Including Emperor Ming, he saw this young man whining, crying, and angry. He wanted to save his brother but he couldn't.

Emperor Ming sat on the throne, with a faint smile staring at the young man from the window.

Faintly, the inner bond between the brothers made Wang Xian hear the poor voice of his sister.

“Kakak ..”

But it's too late. Chan's life was already beyond help because of the Emperor's insane son.

****

Behind the mountains, Wang Xian's self after 10 years had passed. He grew up and now he has a grudge only to the imperial family.

He sold half his soul to the devil. Studying some Devil Art.

“What's calling me, Leader Wang?” Yang Jian came and asked him.