XIAO SHUXIANG'S

328 - Pegar Wing City

".. Hiya.." Xiao Shuxiang shook his head softly upon hearing the story of one of the cultivators of the Black Stream,

".. If you want to kill an opponent, then don't do half-and-half. The biggest mistake when facing an opponent whose level of practice is below yours is.. You underestimate her too much,"

Xiao Shuxiang said that all this time there were many cultivators as well as strong warriors he had met instead of dying so easily from underestimating the opponent.

".. Pride is necessary, but do not let pride be the cause of your death,"

The warriors who heard Xiao Shuxiang's words nodded in understanding. One of them said he had almost died from fighting with half his strength.

".. But I did it to play with the opponent. You know my brother.. It feels good to see the facial expression of such a desperate opponent,"

Swordsman dressed in blackish brown with scar on his left cheek seemed to smile happily, he then ate a green pill made by Xiao Shuxiang that has a sweet sour-acid taste.

"You guys from the Skull Sword Party are indeed so disgusting. Toying with humans as if they were animals.. It's totally morally corrupting,"

A swordsman from the White Stream blurted cynically, he had honestly never been this brave before. But somehow the nuances he felt as if he was with his close friends.

"Mn? The Skull Sword Party.." Xiao Shuxiang turned his head towards the young man sitting cross-legged beside him. He thought that the entire party warrior was his enemy, unexpectedly he even chatted familiarly like this.

"Calm down, don't be upset. It was indeed like that living in the Black Stream environment. Honestly, I also have a very difficult disease to cure. Especially when killing an opponent with his bare hands, it felt really overwhelming.."

Xiao Shuxiang recounted how beautiful the sound of the opponent's roaring screams, broken bones and internal organs were blown up.. All of that was the most pleasant taste he had ever experienced.

".. To us from the Black Stream, killing opponents by slashing the neck was common, and obviously boring. But ever since I lived in the White and Neutral Flow environment.. I don't do much killing anymore,"

In fact, many warriors were jolted by Xiao Shuxiang's words just now. But they were still listening as the black-clothed youth with the dazzling face told them that the Black Stream environment was much harsher when compared to the White and Neutral Flow environment.

".. No child in the Black Stream region felt the affection of both parents. We were taught not to have compassion, to be required to be able to live alone, not to rely on others, not to believe in anyone, to hold the principle of 'The strong will live and the weak will die'.." Xiao Shuxiang exhaled softly and then shook his head.

The Swordsman and Cultivator from the Black Stream who heard him seemed to nod in affirmation. The principle is familiar to their ears.

".. I agree with your opinion, brother. I was even told to kill my beloved dog. It was the first and most difficult murder I've ever had,"

"Not just you. My father and mother even told me to kill them. This was done so that I didn't have any weakness, it felt really painful,"

None of the warriors nor cultivators of the White and Neutral Stream spoke. They had not expected life in the Black Stream region to be that cruel. Some of them showed faces and eyes full of pity.

Xiao Shuxiang instead smiled when he heard the stories of these Black Stream warriors and cultivators who were with him. "The first "killer who was difficult and very hurtful was the feeling I really wanted to feel. You can do it is proof that you still have a heart,"

Xiao Shuxiang's words made him stared at by these new friends. Their faces were filled with questions that could not be asked.

".. I've done a lot of killing, but I've never felt anything but a pleasant taste, as if my burden was lifted."

Xiao Shuxiang's normal smile instead made anyone who saw him hold their breath for a moment. To be honest, taking another person's life is a burden, but hearing someone feel otherwise is definitely not a good thing.

Their conversation continued again, this time even discussing the bad relationship of the Black and White Stream that has lasted for centuries.

Xiao Shuxiang as the person who was older than these warriors and cultivators issued an opinion that the quarrel of the two streams was caused by differences in views, but basically.. They just want peace.

".. We all want to be strong, but for different reasons. Some want to be strong to be able to protect the people closest to him, avenge, and not be hurt again.."

During his life, Xiao Shuxiang learned a lot that no human was truly evil. As dark as his heart.. A human being can do good, even the smallest good.

".. And if anyone's really evil, he's not human."

Xiao Shuxiang was silent for a moment while thinking about his words just now, did he just talk about himself? He never felt good unless urged by his friends.

Not wanting to think too much about it, he then asked each swordsman's life purpose in addition to being strong. Do they want to rule this continent and make other humans slaves? Or slaughter all humans and live peacefully alone?

The question was much more piercing for the warriors who were in the Black Stream. All this time they had not thought too much about it, even they themselves did not know why so hated the warriors who came from the White and Neutral Stream.

".. This may be because as long as we go on missions, they are always a hindrance. So that's why we hate them,"

"Your mission is to rob, kill and destroy villages. How could we not stop you,"

The warriors of the White Stream and Black Stream even clashed their mouths. They blame each other and this is the biggest reason they can be hostile.

"You should listen to me, man. The human heart is hard to guess. Many warriors of the White Stream actually really like to look for because of the Black Flow swordsman, and vice versa.

Now I want to ask, do you hate the White Flow swordsmen so much just for interfering with your mission so often? Have you never thought about why they became bullies?"

The warriors from the Black Stream thought deeply about Xiao Shuxiang's question. They honestly didn't really hate the warriors from the White Stream, all this they did just for the sake of the mission.

".. In fact, we came to hate those from the White Stream because the Elder asked us, and we didn't know what the cause was, either,"

Xiao Shuxiang flicked his finger, "That's it. You are hostile to each other because of the orders of your Elders. But will you continue to be hostile to each other? Even in the future?"

One of the plontos-headed warriors in orange-colored clothes mixed with black raised his hand. He made Xiao Shuxiang's attention and the others point at him.

"I am named Pandu, from the Wind Porch Party. According to the teachings in my partaiku.. All warriors are the same. We want peace above strength. If humans can understand each other and together become the strongest, then peace can be created.."

"The teaching in your Partai is too good, unfortunately not many humans will think so.." Xiao Shuxiang smiled and shook his head, he said that basically humans do not want to be rivaled.

".. They want to be superior to others. If they are both strong, then who will respect them?"

!?

"If it is like that.. Then peace really will not be created," The guide bowed and next exhaled heavily, the other swordsman also appeared to do so.

"There is actually something you can do," Xiao Shuxiang's remark made the warriors look at him deeply.

"Is that my brother?"

Xiao Shuxiang held the hands of the swordsman of the Skull Sword Party and then held the hands of the female cultivator of the White Stream. He then spread his gaze to his new friends, before returning to his voice.

".. The owners of the future are not the Elders, but you. So whether the future will be like, it all depends on your present actions,"

The talk of Xiao Shuxiang and the warriors lasted until the sun rose again. They actually tell each other many things, although sometimes argue lightly.

Xiao Shuxiang was able to chat with familiarity because most of the warriors knew how to speak the language of the people of the Eastern Continent.

Some warriors also have no trouble asking questions because their colleagues are there to help as language translators.

Xiao Shuxiang and his friends resumed their journey, this time they were ushered in by the City Guardians' confidant.

Just like before, Xiao Shuxiang was riding on a horse with the Mad Beggar Boy, while Xiao Lu was carrying Yi Wen.

Xiao Qing Yan and Ling Qing Zhu rode the horse on their own. Lan Guan Zhi was seen carrying Lan Xiao with him. Their destination right now was Pegar Wing City, the place where a huge auction was taking place.

Xiao Shuxiang was not seen as a Cruel Guardian, but as a great and friendly Alchemist.

The journey from Blood Moon City to Pegar Wing City took all day. When we got to the gate of Pegar Wing City.. It's afternoon. This is the last day of the big auction.

The confidant of the Blood Moon City Guard brought Xiao Shuxiang and his friends to an inn called the Phoenix Feather.

The place is only reserved for nobles and warriors who form the relationship of the owner of this inn.

"Welcome, Master and Young Miss..!" Xiao Shuxiang and the others were greeted so kindly by the owner of the Phoenix Feather Inn.

The confidant of the Blood Moon Mayor seemed to be talking about the current state of his city to the innkeeper.

Meanwhile, Xiao Shuxiang and his friends were allowed to rest, they were treated like special guests.

The middle-aged woman with slightly white hair looked so relieved that the Blood Moon City could return like before.

He was very grateful that his son who lived in the city survived and was finally able to visit him.

After a long time of speaking, the confidant of the Blood Moon City Guard asked the innkeeper to help Xiao Shuxiang and his companions so that their journey would not encounter any obstacles. He then said goodbye.

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Xiao Shuxiang, Lan Guan Zhi, and the others were treated very well. They are served with the best food in the inn.

"Brother Xiao, because of you.. I could not get to know the warriors. You can't introduce me to your new friend, either,"

Yi Wen bit hard on his chicken thigh, he showed a sullen face at the thought of the incident in Blood Moon City.

".. You seem to forget us Brother Xiao, you're too much.."

"Yi Wen, I never prevented you from getting close to me. All this time you've been sticking to me like glue, but why don't you when we're at the Blood Moon Mayor's residence? You're usually shameless, though,"

"Brother Xiao~ you don't seem to know me.~"

Xiao Shuxiang stuffed the piece of chicken meat and then ate it. He said he never forgot his friends.

".. While talking to my new friends.. I turned several times towards Lan Zhi and all of you, hoping that you would join in, but it wasn't. How unfortunate.."

The Mad Beggar Boy nodded, he was so enjoying his food. He agreed with Xiao Shuxiang's words because the young man always gave a sign that he would get acquainted with new friends Xiao Shuxiang.

Xiao Qing Yan and Lan Xiao also seemed to be enjoying their food. The two of them only focused on eating without caring about the talk of the adults, whereas Xiao Qing Yan's age was not as young as it seemed.

Only Lan Guan Zhi and Ling Qing Zhu stopped after eating a grain of rice. The two sat quietly while watching their friends who were so rowdy while eating.

The rules in their sect, talking while eating was a form of offense. His punishment was to kneel for two whole days.

While Xiao Shuxiang and his friends were enjoying dinner together - at the same time the big auction at the White Crow Association was going on with tension.

The elders of the various streams fought over a Soul Freezing Sword. The heirloom has the powerful ability to freeze an opponent's soul with just one swing.

The number of people that his soul could freeze depended on how powerful the sword swing was. However the lowest was - Such swords could freeze the souls of ten Tier 7 swordsmen and cultivators whose practices were under the Yellow Gold Stage Foundation Master.

["25,000 Pure Demonic Core.!"]

!!

The one who bid just now was the Grand Elder of the Blood Spirit Sect, he was a 50-year-old-looking man with a firm face in a thick white mustache.

["30,000..! You'll never get it, Old Bangka.!"]

!!

The one exclaiming now was an old woman dressed in all red. His body appears to be bent with support on a black wooden stick.

He said he would get the sword despite having to spend all the treasures in his party.

[Hmph, don't think only of you fighting here-32,000 Pure Demonic Core.!"]

A beautiful woman who looks about 30 years old does not stay silent. His face was indeed covered in a thin red veil, matching the color of his clothes.. But from the look in his eyes - he clearly came from the Black Stream.

[Miss, are you offending this Ninik? You don't seem to be afraid of death, do you?"]

["This is Ninik Bungkuk's auction, if you have reached the limit, then there is no need to bid again. You just go home and take care of your health,"]

The reddish-thin-faced woman blurted cynically. He made Ninik Bungkuk growl and stomped his stick hard on the floor. In one breath.. The whole room suddenly shook and was hit by a strong wind.

["How dare a boy like you be disrespectful to me.."]

So furious Ninik Bungkuk until his eyes glared sharply, almost popping out. He would really attack if the person in charge of this auction did not take over immediately.

The auction continued, even Sri Anyar and his five brothers also watched the auction. They were trying to rack their brains to make the Soul Freezing Sword recoverable.

["35.000..!"]

["38.000..!"]

["40,000 Pure Demonic Core.!"]

The auction was getting heated up, but it was still the fourth day and the atmosphere was already so tense. Some of the Association's employees were anxious, they were afraid that this auction would end violently and it turned out to be true.

BLAAAR..!

The thunderous sounds of thunder rang out to each other. Xiao Shuxiang and his friends who were still eating seemed to flinch. The sound they heard did not come from the usual lightning.

With a face suffused with worry-The owner of the Phoenix Feather Inn came so hurriedly.

"Young Master, Young Miss..! You all need to get out of this place immediately. Please follow me immediately..!"

?!

Xiao Shuxiang and his friends looked at each other. They are confused because they are told to leave without knowing what really happened.

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