Chapter 1389: Extra: The Quiet One (3)
Chapter 1389: Extra: The Quiet One (3)
“He is an orphan, the most solitary child I’ve ever seen, so he is called the Lone One.”
Lone One.
Zhan Shi felt an unprecedented anxiety and said:
“Where does he… come from?”
The old man replied:
“A child picked up by the roadside, nothing special, no need to fear or doubt, he is twelve years old, and the soul within him is just twelve, not some evil ghost residing.”
His voice was like a dream murmur, saying:
“Before found by the roadside, even I did not know what he had been through… then he was six.”
Six years old.
…
(Two) Will never go mad again
The Lone One started practicing Demonic Bull Fist.
Upon returning to the training ground, Zhan Shi began to pay special attention to the Lone One.
This teenager left too deep an impression on him.
“Hmm?”
He suddenly discovered something and walked up to the Lone One, saying:
“Why is your body becoming so bloated? Training incorrectly?”
The Lone One’s weak body had suddenly become extremely strong, even somewhat plump.
It seemed like he had gone astray in his cultivation technique.
But when he ripped open the Lone One’s bark clothes, seeing the scene beneath, he was also stunned.
The Lone One’s thin arms, waist, back, legs… were all tied with twine, fastening stones.
He was carrying weights.
Zhan Shi suddenly slapped, and the stones on the teenager’s body scattered onto the ground.
“Follow me.”
He spoke, turning around.
The Lone One silently followed.
Under the waterfall.
The massive waterfall cascaded down from the cliff top.
“Do you know how I became the second best in the tribe?”
Zhan Shi spoke, pointing ahead at the waterfall, saying:
“By practicing boxing under the waterfall, the punches are far superior to usual!”
“But it’s very difficult.”
The teenager had already walked over.
His figure was swallowed by the waterfall.
Then shortly after being fiercely hurled into the pond by the waterfall.
He continued.
…
The external situation of the tribe was becoming increasingly urgent.
The tribe where the Lone One was, was named Yun Heng Tribe; there were three other tribes around, Blood Crow Tribe, Iron Tree Tribe, and Fire Grass Tribe.
However, Iron Tree Tribe, and Fire Grass Tribe had already been conquered by Blood Crow Tribe within this short month.
The messenger sent out every day returned, bringing various news.
In the Yun Heng Tribe’s council hall, the leaders were arguing.
“We must never surrender to the Blood Crow Tribe… that Old Crow from Blood Crow Tribe devours children and virgins specifically. By that time, our entire tribe will become their penned blood food, what’s the difference from livestock!”
“Iron Tree Tribe did not surrender either… but everyone died, the entire tribe turned into scorched earth.”
“That Blood Crow from the Blood Crow Tribe belongs to the Ancient Clan… We have no choice. Since the Ancient Clan has focused their gaze on our barren land, then not only us, everyone… can only submit.”
Some were indignant, and some were frightened.
In this era, the Human Race was too small and weak.
The master of the world was the ancient clans far older than the Human Race.
They possessed powerful divine skills and terrifying bloodlines.
Now, an Ancient Clan’s Blood Crow arrives… enough to blood-wash the entire Great Wilderness.
The tribal chief remained silent for a long, long time, then looked at the Elder and said:
“Elder, is there a way to kill that Blood Crow?”
The Elder was the most knowledgeable person in the tribe, he had left the Great Wilderness, even been to prosperous realms.
The Elder shook his head, saying:
“That Blood Crow is at least at the Meridian-connecting Level, perhaps even Inner Fire… cannot be killed.”
Everyone fell silent accordingly.
They all looked towards the tribal chief.
Waiting for a decision.
The tribal chief finally rose, and after a long time, said:
“Mad Knife, you’re responsible for selecting some children and taking them away overnight—”
“The rest… fight to the death!”
A kind of unprecedented resolve surged on the calm face of the tribal chief!
…
That night.
Under the moonlight, the waterfall was extremely conspicuous at night, the sound of water deafening.
The Elder and Zhan Shi walked to the front of the waterfall.
Looking at the teenager focused on practicing punches within the waterfall, the Elder suddenly spoke, saying:
“He’s already reached blood vitality completion ten days ago, bone has become indestructible…”
“Why haven’t you given him the secret to meridian-connecting?”
The teenager in the waterfall had a very exuberant blood vitality, reaching its peak. Bones indestructible, the next step was meridian-connecting!
“Elder, you know he has no future.”
Zhan Shi shook his head and said:
“Using Bone Fracture Herb to reach the Tempering Bone Realm, one will be stuck there for life. Even if I give him the Meridian-connecting Cultivation Technique, it would be useless.”
A Gong said coldly:
“Before this, didn’t you also believe that an ordinary person couldn’t possibly cultivate?”
“But he did it.”
Zhan Shi fell silent.
A Gong pondered too and suddenly said:
“Are you afraid?”
Zhan Shi didn’t hide it, nodded, and said:
“I am indeed afraid of him.”
A Gong asked doubtfully:
“Afraid?”
Zhan Shi nodded and said:
“His gaze is too resolute, as resolute as a lone wolf I once killed.”
“I slaughtered all those beasts; all the wolves were intimidated by my bloodlust and dared not move, yet that lone wolf kept charging forward…”
“Because that lone wolf possessed unfathomable hatred and immense anger, only hatred and anger can make a wolf indomitable.”
“Humans too.”
A Gong said:
“Born under such circumstances, to be indomitable is the greatest blessing, isn’t it?”
Zhan Shi shook his head and said:
“The indomitability gained from hatred and anger will bring disaster to the world.”
“Only the strength gained for protection will make the world better.”
“Our tribe’s Meridian-connecting Technique… was learned from the Bloodthirsty Ape Tribe. If careless, instead of connecting meridians, one might go mad…”
“Filled with hatred and anger, and paired with a bloodthirsty cultivation technique…”
Zhan Shi confidently said:
“He will go mad.”
A Gong said:
“But it’s the only choice. The Meridian-connecting Technique from the Iron Tree Tribe is stable, but the Iron Tree Tribe has been annihilated, so the technique can’t be obtained…”
“Moreover, how do you know that hatred and anger will surely drive him mad?”
Zhan Shi said:
“Saying all this is meaningless now. I’ve already told Mad Knife… to take him away. He is very talented, and as long as he doesn’t die, he will eventually shine.”
He stepped forward and called that young man.
The Lone One leaped out from the waterfall, his movements steady and powerful.
In just a short time, the young man’s strength… was almost not inferior to Zhan Shi’s.
“A Gong, Uncle Zhan, why are you here?”
The Lone One asked with confusion.
Zhan Shi said:
“Child, you have to leave.”
“Follow me, Uncle Mad Knife is waiting for you.”
The Lone One raised an eyebrow and said:
“Where to? Why leave?”
Zhan Shi didn’t say directly, instead, he said:
“Task.”
The Lone One fell silent for a moment, then suddenly turned back toward the waterfall.
“I will not leave.”
The Lone One’s voice was calm yet firm, with a determination beyond a twelve-year-old’s:
“I already possess strength; I will not flee… I want to fight alongside you!”
He leaped into the waterfall, his fists madly pounding against it, as though defying destiny. His roar and shouts echoed through the mountains:
“I refuse to watch anyone else die, I refuse to be a coward… I want to fight!!!”
Under the moonlight, Zhan Shi suddenly shivered. He suddenly realized, under the moonlight, within the waterfall, around that young man, there seemed to be an apparition, like a mound of corpses and a sea of blood!
That kind of gore and brutality even shocked someone seasoned in combat like him.
“What is his origin?”
Zhan Shi asked once more.
A Gong said:
“Just a young man.”
“Merely a lonely young man.”
A desolate smile appeared on his aged face, and he said:
“Give him the cultivation technique.”
“If he were going to go mad, he would have already gone mad… but instead, he is filled with solitude in his soul. Do you know what this means?”
“It means there is nothing in this world that can make him lose his mind.”
“He knows better than anyone what he wants, and he knows no one can help him on that path.”
“He is prepared to walk it alone.”
“He is The Lone One.”
Zhan Shi subconsciously murmured:
“…It’s too burdensome.”
But he still took out that cultivation technique.
The cultivation technique that could drive one mad.
…
The side story of The Quiet One might be slightly longer, perhaps two or three days to finish writing.
Goodnight.