XIAO SHUXIANG'S

92 - Zhou Yuan [Revised]

Author's Note :

The narrative with italic mode is part of the dream. Happy watching^^^^

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Xiao Shuxiang stared at the ceiling of his room. It was unexpected that the Third Patriarch's face reminded him of someone in his past.

"They're very similar..."

Slowly, Xiao Shuxiang's eyes closed. A memory of the day he was facing off one-on-one with a White Flow cultivator who was the only Immortal-level cultivator, Zhou Yuan flashed.

Zhou Yuan's clothes and long hair were white, his eyes were covered by a thick ribbon that had the same color as his clothes.

Zhou Yuan's white hair shimmered in the moonlight and was slightly played out by the gust of wind. If people saw him, they would definitely think that he was an angel who descended from the sky.

Meanwhile, Xiao Shuxiang had long hair and black clothes. The eyes, which were originally blackish brown, now turned bright red.

If there were no splashes of blood on Xiao Shuxiang's face and he did not show any evil grin, then anyone who saw him would assume that he was a good-natured angel of darkness.

Zhou Yuan looks 38 years old. Even though his eyes were covered in ribbons, he still looked handsome. Zhou Yuan was a cultivator of the White Stream, the Water Stork Sect.

Unfortunately the sect had already stayed a name, Xiao Shuxiang who became the main perpetrator of the destruction of this sect.

Zhou Yuan was the only survivor. It was because at the time of the incident, he was on a mission alone and was not in the sect when such a terrible thing happened.

Zhou Yuan had eyes that were all black. But when he looked closely, his eyes were like a night sky full of stars.

When looking at others with his eyes, Zhou Yuan was able to figure out the person's past and future. This situation made Zhou Yuan decide to close his eyes because seeing the future of humans was very contrary to the laws of the heavens.

"Why... You're doing this, Xiao'Er..?" Zhou Yuan clasped tightly onto his sword, a look of disappointment on his face.

He recalled the first time he had met Xiao Shuxiang. It was when Xiao Shuxiang was injured and lying weakly among the weeds. He finally carried Xiao Shuxiang on his back and brought her to be treated.

Only, back then did Zhou Yuan not know that Xiao Shuxiang could heal his wounds with Qi, but it took quite a long time.

Since that meeting, the two became closer and began to make a friendship.

Zhou Yuan had a calm, thoughtful and non-talking personality. It was very different from Xiao Shuxiang who was always making a scene every day. Even so, every sitting together, the two can understand each other.

Xiao Shuxiang who was standing quite far in front of him with both hands and a sword covered in thick blood, the young man looked at himself with a smile.

Xiao Shuxiang's. "Senior Zhou, all this time... You're the only one I consider a friend. Although different streams, we can establish a close relationship..."

Xiao Shuxiang recalled the time Zhou Yuan learned of his identity as the Destroying Star.

At that time, the beginning of the sun...

Xiao Shuxiang acknowledged everything. But Zhou Yuan did not hate or take revenge on him at all. It was rare for a cultivator to have a heart as big as Zhou Yuan, Xiao Shuxiang was lucky to have a friend like him.

"Then why did you become like this... Xiao'er?"

Zhou Yuan could feel the pain in his heart as the person he had been friends with all this time...

Xiao Shuxiang who often accompanied him was fishing in the moonlight nights...

Who always practiced fighting with him...

Xiao Shuxiang who often joked and laughed freely with him...

Now the unknown Xiao Shuxiang became like a monster.

Xiao Shuxiang, "Senior Zhou. We often sit together, brainstorm and talk about the 'Peace' of this continent. To you... Peace could be realized if everyone could understand each other, regardless of which Stream he came from. You proved it by making Xiao Shuxiang your friend.. I really appreciate that,"

Xiao Shuxiang smiled sincerely, before he resumed his remark. "However, my thoughts about 'Peace' are different from yours, Senior. This continent would never be peaceful, If There Were Still Cultivators!"

There was an emphasis in Xiao Shuxiang's words. His eyes showed firmness. He was so sure of his words.

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Zhou Yuan was surprised, his feelings were getting more and more unpleasant. He was worried and afraid of what he felt.

Xiao Shuxiang spoke again, this time a tone of ridicule sounded. "This Continent... Ah~no, but this World is a strong and weak law, oppressive and oppressed, victor and loser! As long as that rule remains, then there will be no 'Peace'..." Xiao Shuxiang toyed with the sword in his hand.

"Xiao'Er, stop. I don't want you-"

"Senior Zhou, there can only be one cultivator who is at the top and governs this continent. And that is... Xiao Shuxiang!!"

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"You're outrageous...! Do you want to kill all the cultivators, so you're the only one left?! That is not peace...! Don't you see the impact of your insanity..?!" Zhou Yuan did not believe what he heard. Xiao Shuxiang really could not be commemorated anymore.

"What happened was the first step of change. Sacrifice is needed to achieve dreams, Senior Zhou.." Xiao Shuxiang looked at the viscous blood flowing on his sword. He licked the blood before continuing.

"And to realize my dream of 'Peace', all this is needed."

"You're wrong, Xiao'Er!! How to achieve your dream is wrong!"

"My actions are right, Senior! If the cultivator disappeared, then peace would be created. Xiao Shuxiang who became the only cultivator would be even more feared...! You'll have to kill me if you want me to stop."

Xiao Shuxiang revealed a wide smile that could make anyone hold their breath when they saw him. Unfortunately, Zhou Yuan's eyes were covered in thick ribbons so as not to see that smile.

Zhou Yuan just clenched his hands, his sword sounded slightly raised. "I will definitely stop you, you must avenge your mistake Xiao'Er."

"I don't feel like I made a mistake, Senior. But please stop me, don't hold back your strength..!"

Xiao Shuxiang and Zhou Yuan darted at each other, they exchanged attacks. The fight both made explosions and loud thumping sounds.

THE TRAANG!!

No one could enter the battle of the two. Even the Grand Masters could not help Zhou Yuan fight against Xiao Shuxiang.

THE TRAANG!!

All the cultivators only saw flashes of black and white light clashing against each other. The wind pressure generated from the fight Xiao Shuxiang and Zhou Yuan could be felt by the entire cultivators around where they were fighting.

THE TRAANG!

Xiao Shuxiang and Zhou Yuan seemed to be on different levels to all the cultivators of the Three Streams. No one would have guessed that these two were a pair of best friends before becoming enemies who could only stop fighting when one of the two was killed.

THE TRAANG!

Xiao Shuxiang slowly opened his eyes, the sound of swords clashing against each other still jutting in his ears. Rubbing his face slowly, he started to get up from his bed.

"Follow seeing the Third Patriarch's face, I became dreaming about Senior. Their faces are very similar. If the Third Patriarch had white hair and closed his eyes with a ribbon, perhaps I would consider him Senior Zhou."

Xiao Shuxiang let out a slow breath, he then rubbed his nape and started to go to clean himself as well as prepare breakfast for the Third Patriarch.

All the work was done by Xiao Shuxiang alone. The Third Patriarch was only watching Xiao Shuxiang from his navel mirror, he very rarely went out of the room.

"Hm? What did the boy do?" next to the Third Patriarch's eyebrows shot up when he saw Xiao Shuxiang looking at his medicinal recipe book while speechless. He then saw Xiao Shuxiang carrying the book and walking towards his room.

Immediately, the Third Patriarch flicked his hand so that the appearance of Xiao Shuxiang's activities on the mirror in front of him disappeared.

Before long, there was the sound of knocking on the door and the sound of Xiao Shuxiang asking for permission to enter.

"Chairman Three," Xiao Shuxiang with a serious facial expression walked towards the Third Patriarch and only stopped stepping when he was already near him.

"Chairman Three, what the fuck is this..?" Xiao Shuxiang revealed an old book that had been damaged by being eaten by termites. He looked annoyed, "Chairman Three. Why can't you take good care of your prescription books?"

Xiao Shuxiang, "I admit that people are lazy to read books and often burn them to drive away boredom. But it's different if the book is a prescription drug. I would never accept seeing a book like this scuffed let alone being eaten by termites."

Xiao Shuxiang again said, "I almost cried to see that your room filled with prescription drug books was not well maintained. I could see thick dust covering the books and imagine them crying for reading. Elder Three, you are very... It sucks!"

The Third Patriarch looked at the still loyal Xiao Shuxiang nagging him. He did not expect to get a reprimand from a boy who he thought was so fond of books.

"Then clean up, isn't that your job?"

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Xiao Shuxiang was shocked when the Third Patriarch instead looked mediocre and did not feel any regret at all. Inwardly, he was eager to nudge the head of the Third Patriarch and slap his butt.

"I know he's Senior Zhou's son, but his nature is very different from his father's. It is sad that I became a servant of my own Senior son... Haah .." Xiao Shuxiang sighed, "Then I want to ask your permission to study the medicinal recipe books that exist."

"You want to be an Alchemist?" The Third Patriarch looked at Xiao Shuxiang from top to bottom, this brat's practice was only at the 3rd level Forging Qi and he did not look to have any Alchemist talent.

Xiao Shuxiang, "I want to try something new."

"I don't accept students." The Third Patriarch was so scrupulous, "I wouldn't want to spend time teaching a useless boy."

Xiao Shuxiang tried to contain his anger. All this time he had been working well, cleaning and taking care of the Third Patriarch's herbs, even preparing food for him and now he was called useless?!

"Huuuf, patient Xiao Shuxiang.." Xiao Shuxiang inwardly rubbed his chest.

"You don't need to teach me Elder, I just need your permission..." Xiao Shuxiang was only able to speak after calming down a little.

"You can only study books on the bottom shelf."

"That's fine.." Xiao Shuxiang initially wanted to protest, as the recipe books on the bottom shelf were only three old books and the paper was torn apart, but since Xiao Shuxiang was just learning.

Xiao Shuxiang began to gradually walk back to the room where the bookshelves and herbs of the Third Patriarch were located.

The Third Patriarch himself began to prepare his painting equipment, he had just gained inspiration.

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