Zhu Xian's Journey(Silver Dragon)

Zhu Xian Day

"Kuuwkk..... Kkuuooowwwkkk"The sounds of wild animals are mutually authentic in the middle of the desolate wilds of the forest.

Under the large tree that had dried up, fallen down due to the porous age,, A ten-year-old boy, hugging his little sword silently without a sound.

For days he would only go out to eat whatever he could eat, moss, leaves, wild fruits and small birds, which nature had provided, then go back to that place and be quiet.

Without complaining, even after all the things that happened to him, the boy only remembered the words from his mother while the tragedy he had witnessed several days ago.

Zhu Xian, the name of the mental boy in the forging from the beginning of the tragedy that wiped out everyone he knew, he cared about and wanted him to protect.

All of it had been forcibly taken by the people whom Zhu Xian would forever remember.

"Mother, Dad?? " The little mutter of a boy who was supposed to be spending time with his parents, working and playing, said from his small mouth.

Little Zhu Xian tightly hugged her sword, like imagining the circumstances she wanted in her heart.

The boy, who only two years ago began the path of cultivation, had to postpone his training because of the destruction of the Silver Dragon sect led by his father.

Zhu Xian was at the beginning of cultivation, that is, the most basic early stage bronze Star realm.

Luckily, that ten-year-old boy, was quite skilled in physical skills, such as martial arts and techniques using various weapons, although very far from perfect.

In his escape, Zhu Xian carried nothing but the small-sized sword that the boy's capital was able to survive in the desolate wilds of the forest.

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Within a week, about 25 sects of the white sect had made Zhu Xian's face, The ten-year-old boy was emblazoned on the mission board of their sect.Zhu Xian was first in line as a fugitive to the 25 sects.

Yan Shian, the patriarch of the single sword sect as well as the elder brother of King Shian was the most persistent person chasing the trail and figure of little Zhu Xian.

He even made a competition meant for anyone with lucrative rewards, only to catch a boy.

"How's elder Shun? is there any incoming information regarding the whereabouts of the boy" Yan Shian who was currently in the mission pavilion of his single sword sect, was as impatient as he wanted to obtain any information regarding Zhu Xian's whereabouts.

"Before the patriarch,, even all the disciples who took the same mission, have not returned and reported anything" replied elder Shun, replying, who was the elder who took care of and was in charge of the mission pavilion of the single sword sect.

"How come, a brat of his age is missing without a trace at all??? aahh...is it possible if that child went to a sect that became an Allied Silver Dragon? " Yan Shian who was still curious, passed on some possibilities to elder Shun.

"I don't think it's patriarchal!! because, we know all the sects that have been Allies of the Silver Dragon, prefer to be safe" said elder Shun dismissed the thoughts of patriarch Shian.

"mm... Elder Shun was right, but still,,, how could it be?? "speak patriarch Shian, while pampering his beard.

" Then, what about all our Allies?? have they not received that information either? "continue the patriarch who remains with his sense of urgency.

" Yes, just like we are patriarchs, they are all deadlocked in search of the boy's whereabouts" he replied

"Aiszzzz........ Actually, where are you hiding the boy??? " the patriarch Yan Shian muttered, then decided to exit the mission pavilion.

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The days passed and the weeks changed, and as the weeks changed, Zhu Xian began to feel at ease with herself even without a conversation partner.

"sraahhkkk..... "

"kkaaooookkkk, kkaaoookkkkk"

A forest chicken crowed loudly in pain, after getting a shot of an arrow in his chest.

"Dapattt...hehehee" Zhu Xian looked in various directions to ensure safety, then approached the hunting chicken he got.

"Thank you for being my food, chicken" Zhu Xian said to her chicken as she stroked the chicken's fur, before dying.

These three months, Zhu Xian had already been able to familiarize himself with the surrounding forest environment, in addition to spending his time hunting, Zhu Xian had also occasionally set up traps or danger markers.

A few hours, after Zhu Xian was done with his grilled chicken, he practiced physically by running around carrying a load of stones as ballast, although not too heavy.

finished with the running exercise, then Zhu Xian would practice breathing as well as swimming in a river that was quite far from his hiding place.

Finished with breathing and swimming exercises, Zhu Xian practiced Parkour by climbing whatever jumping tree was in front of him.

All of the physical training he had seen in the Silver Dragon sect back then, Zhu Xian was practically on his own, and it had already started two months ago, already,, or a month after Zhu Xian got used to the forest environment in which she was hiding.

A boy of his age, forced to survive on his own, but Zhu Xian who was said to have the mentality of a great cultivator, did not feel objected to the existence.

"what should I do now?" scratching the back of his head, Zhu Xian thought of something to fill his time.

"Do I continue to cultivate? " thought.

"ah.. no. No. It's still too difficult" Zhu Xian brushed aside her thoughts, then...

Deghhhh...........

zhu Xian's heart suddenly arrived, racing at a glance, he thought taking her back to the Silver Dragon sect as his current idea.

"there's no way I'm going back, I forgot the way home anyway, hhaaiiiihhhh" said Zhu Xian, resignedly and resentfully.

He chose to pull out his sword, and began swinging his swing slowly, Zhu Xian who did understand the base of the swordplay a little, found no difficulty.

"If I am proficient later, I will change all the names of the moves that come from the Silver Dragon sect" murmured Zhu Xian, who understood, if she used the moves related to the Silver Dragon sect, it would be very risky for itself.

Zhu Xian, did not stop playing his sword, accompanied by short jumping jumps, as well as horse movements and other fighting.

For nearly two hours, Zhu Xian played with the sword, before Zhu Xian finally chose to return to the small hole under the large tree.

The boy again ate the remaining half of his meat in a place that he already considered his home, without wanting to leave his hiding place.

That place was a place that could temper all the sadness and grudges of his heart temporarily.

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