XIAO SHUXIANG'S
EXTRA PART (Part 1) - Sri Anyar
Actually the Mad Beggar Boy wanted to ask Xiao Shuxiang a serious matter, but it was likely that this was not the right time. Instead he was more interested in teasing this young man now.
"If you look carefully, you and Lan'Er Gege are indeed compatible as a couple. Why don't you just get married?"
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Xiao Shuxiang was surprised by the careless remark from the Mad Beggar Boy, he stared intently at the man with the bamboo stick.
"Do you want to die? I am a normal young man. I am married and have a wife. And you seem to have forgotten, Lan Zhi is a man..! No matter how romantic you look at our relationship, it's nothing more than a mere brotherhood. Ayah.."
"But you guys fit in. Think of it this way, Miss Ling is your wife and Lan'Er Gege is your husband. How's it?"
"You! Stop issuing your Perverted Flow opinion. You're so shameless." Xiao Shuxiang was goosebumps himself when he had to imagine the uncalled speech of the Mad Beggar Boy.
"I'm just arguing, Wuxian. You and Lan'Er Gege often act like friends in general. You often tease each other, cuddle, and even sleep together. Who knows what happened between you in bed and in a closed room.."
"Geez, you're starting again."
".. And also, Lan'Er Gege never refused much less denied my every utterance. He has no defense for himself, nor for you. It was as if he had accepted everything, so what do you think?"
"This kid just doesn't want to argue with you. You always talk shit. Never mind, you better help me. It wasn't good if Lan Zhi continued in this position,"
Xiao Shuxiang asked the Crazy Beggar Boy for help to raise his good friend. His body was now able to move and his pain had also reduced a lot.
The Mad Beggar Boy put down his bamboo staff, he started helping Xiao Shuxiang. "Let me hold Lan'Er,"
"No, let me just." Xiao Shuxiang's voice was sniffling, he refused and it made the Mad Beggar Boy flinch.
"Wuxin! What are you?! Look at you, you yourself are not in good shape either. Already, let me do it."
"I said no need. And aren't you able to say my name well?! Why come back calling me 'Wuxian'!? You really like to piss me off, yeah. A little far!"
Xiao Shuxiang carried Lan Guan Zhi from behind.
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He almost fell if not immediately detained by the Crazy Beggar Boy. Even so, Xiao Shuxiang seemed to still want to speak bitterly to this man.
".. I still don't believe you. You'll probably take a chance while carrying it. I won't let my Lan Zhi get stained. You just bring the sword and Yinng xiong,"
"You're a bitch and you like to rule. I'm not 'Your senior'? This action of yours is already disrespectful," despite his condescension, the Mad Beggar Boy still did what Xiao Shuxiang said. He took his bamboo stick and took along Ying xiong and Shanghai.
Xiao Shuxiang started walking, by his side was the Mad Beggar Boy. He did not know how he looked at the moment, but it was likely that he was in an unsightly condition.
"Where are we going?" The Mad Beggar Boy asked and it made Xiao Shuxiang's move stop.
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The Alchemist Chef had not thought about it. He just remembered that his problems with the warriors especially his wife's family had not been resolved. If he came back in these conditions and met them, the unexpected might happen.
"Why are you silent? Where are we going?" The Mad Beggar Boy asked as there was no reply from the young man beside him.
"I couldn't bring Lan Zhi to the Sky Pagoda Sect and the circumstances in the Eastern Continent were also imprecise. So we better go to the Northern Continent."
As Xiao Shuxiang said that, water spots began to appear in the air, condensing and then turning into an adult-tall mirror.
Seeing him made the Mad Beggar Boy cluck in awe, "I never get tired of seeing your talent on this one. You can cross any continent with just one step. Really awesome,"
"It doesn't matter if you know, I'm amazing." Xiao Shuxiang also admired this talent, entering the mirror followed by the Crazy Beggar Boy.
The Moving Mirror faded away, leaving behind a silent and gripping atmosphere that existed in the Black Stream region of the Middle Sky Empire.
When viewed from above, the impact of the fight with Raka Daksa as well as the cultivator's alliance battle with Scarlet Blood was clearly not playful.
The Mad Beggar Boy was unable to save the entire citizens in the Two Empires, naturally he was unable to. But it was fortunate that the warriors and cultivators of the third Stream realized that in addition to their infighting - there was still the responsibility of protecting this homeland.
"…"
Ling Lang Tian could finally sheathe back his sword. He exhaled softly and then turned to look at the state of the citizens he managed to protect.
Although he felt relieved, but honestly he regretted because many also had to lose their lives. Especially when he recalled the attack that led to the Thousand Year Inn area.
He did not know the innkeeper very well, but what he knew was that Xiao Shuxiang had friends there, and he was unable to protect the young man.
"Senior..!"
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Ling Lang Tian heard a cry. A warrior from another party approached him and appeared to be panting. He looks like he needs help.
"What's wrong?"
"Senior, there are citizens who need to be treated immediately. I could only ease the pain, nothing more.." The swordsman was obviously exhausted, but still worried about others.
Ling Lang Tian nodded and immediately followed the swordsman. He and the other elders who were in various places were indeed busy rescuing and treating the injured citizens.
Far away where Ling Lang Tian was, precisely in the rubble of the Thousand Year Inn building.. Many residents are exposed to various conditions.
Their bodies were charred, many organs and pieces of the human body. This was not the result of a massacre, but because of a devastating attack capable of melting and destroying most of the inn buildings.
This place is actually spacious, consisting of many buildings that are placed in several directions. But some of it was destroyed unceremoniously and some of it collapsed into pieces.
In one of the ruins was the sound of baby crying. Ling Lang Tian did not come to this place, either, it is likely that he thought that all the citizens who had taken refuge in the Thousand Years Inn area had not survived - but instead the cry proved that there were still people who had the luck of the heavens.
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Someone was seen treading on the ground, he was standing in front of a rubble where the loud sound of a baby came from. With all his strength he removed every piece of debris until it began to look at someone's back.
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["Some are still alive..! There are still some living here.!"].
The call from the man invited his other comrades to come help. They are trying to get rid of the debris until the scope of their vision becomes clearer.
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The plain-clothed man and his comrades were just ordinary citizens. They are lucky to save themselves.
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The three children were unconscious. And in addition to the unrelenting crying baby, a young man is seen in the position of being a shield for the baby.
He could not hear anything, but his eyes were still open even though his gaze was blurry. He could not make a sound and seemed to survive just to protect the baby girl.
The men immediately helped. They examined every child who was alive. One of the men exclaimed and called out to a cultivator whom he saw to provide help.
Two young men then rushed which one of them was shocked to see the face of the young man who had previously been as strong as possible to protect the baby who was still crying.
"Young Master Nie..! He's Young Master Nie..!"
The one who just exclaimed was one of the servants in the Thousand Year Inn. He recognized the innkeeper who was none other than Nie Shang. He cried calling 'His master'.
He was calmed down by the cultivator who was with him. It was truly a miracle that he could see his 'Master' again.
Actually not only Nie Shang, but from the enemy side there are still survivors. He was none other than Gong Zitao, the young man who until now was still treated as a senior by the disciples of the Sky Pagoda Party.
He was seen helping one of the cultivators to lie down, and then limped himself walking as if to help the others again.
Although his face seemed to hold no ill intentions, but in his heart he was so agitated. Previously he had been eye-to-eye with Ling Qing Zhu, the girl was not dead-but in good shape.
"It's only a matter of time before he reveals my truth. As long as it hasn't happened, I have to get out of here."
Gong Zitao used a wooden stick to help him walk, he was not together with the previously disguised Skull Sword Party disciples, most likely the two people had also left.
He circulated his gaze around and when no one was looking-Gong Zitao began to dart away.
His body condition was honestly not good, his speed was decreasing but he still forced himself. The problem was while darting over a tree - an attack came out of nowhere and injured his right shoulder.
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Gong Zitao did not have time to dodge and was hit by the attack. He fell down hard enough. A groan of pain rang out beside his heart that was pounding fast.
The night was long and the atmosphere was clearly not so bright. Gong Zitao tried to get up, but a lesion came and he felt his neck being gripped by a strong hand.
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A sharp eye stared at Gong Zitao, himself trying to take off the grip of his hand on his neck with all his might. However, the strength of this hand cannot be underestimated.
Gong Zitao had difficulty breathing, his body being lifted up until it no longer touched the ground. He slowly began to see who had attacked him.
["You're finally out, Gong Zitao.."]
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Gong Zitao's eyes were wide open when he learned that in front of him was Sri Anyar, one of the Shadow Warriors who cooperated with him.
["What-What the hell is this? Uhh! Untie me.. Why are you like this.. Sri Lankan.!"]
["Do you think you can escape your death, huh? The rule of the Shadow Swordsman is that if the mission fails - then the one who pays us will be finished."]
Sri Anyar gritted his teeth, his face clearly showing anger that seemed to have accumulated a long time ago.
He tightened his grip and went back to talking, ["The first time I received your mission, my two brothers were killed. I let you go back then because I wanted revenge. And now, as a result of that revenge, my sister is dead again. You're not gonna let go now."]
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Gong Zitao was really having trouble breathing, his mouth was now bleeding. Though Sri Anyar looked badly injured, but the grip of his hand was still very strong.
["Why should you.. Uhh! Put your mistakes to me?! You're.. You're the one who's afraid of your revenge..! So-"]
["So why should you bear it? That's what you're trying to say, isn't it?"] Sri Anyar cut Gong Zitao's words, his voice then rose. ["Of course you have to endure it! It all starts with you.!"]
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["Sri.. Sri Anyar's. We're.. Can talk about it carefully,"] Gong Zitao's face turned a little blue, as blood stopped rising to his head. He was completely unable to move and had almost reached his limit.
["Sri.. Sri Anyar's.."]
["You won't die this easily, Gong Zitao. I'll make you feel the most painful death."]
Sri Anyar no longer wants to be persuaded. He throws Gong Zitao's body and does something he's been keeping for a long time.
YOHAAAM..!!
Gong Zitao's body hit the tree trunk before falling to the ground. Before he made a move, Sri Anyar shot back and this time gave him a kick that made him vomit blood.
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Sri Anyar kicked Gong Zitao's stomach until the young man bounced. He attacked again and this time pulled the young man's hand before breaking it.
Gong Zitao's cry was held back as Sri Anyar silenced his mouth with a fist. In that night he became the months of warriors who demanded the payment of his life.
Sri Anyar was so serious, he only stopped when every part of Gong Zitao's body was separated by carrying his anger.
"…"
Sri Anyar gasped for breath as in his hand only a head remained. He threw it in any place before spewing blood.
His facial expression was not so happy, but instead kept something that was difficult to interpret. However, his eyes no longer showed anger. He had already vented everything and all that was left in his heart was emptiness.
He stepped, slowly but surely into the darkness and lost there.
Sri Anyar is alone.
Of course he did not know if he was the only one alive or there were still other brothers, but thinking about it now was useless.
["The biggest mistake.. Biggest defeat.."]
His move now was something branched out. Either he returns as a mercenary, makes a new grudge, or forgets everything and lives a slightly better life.
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