Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Looking up at the numerous stars and the faint thin moon in the sky, Tie Linglong was fascinated, as if her soul was wandering among the stars.
Chu Nanping, who had just finished the first night shift, saw the teenage girl standing in front of his tent and was similarly transfixed. After staring at her for a while, he started walking towards her, the snow squeaking beneath his feet.
Tie Linglong didnât react to those distinct sounds at all. It was not until Chu Nanping reached her side that she turned her head and looked at him, her eyes reflecting starlight and moonlight at the same time. âWho do you think you are?â
Chu Nanping was stunned. âIâm-â
âDid you tell the Dragon King that I was planning to give my virginity to him?â
Upon hearing this direct question, Chu Nanping was a little flustered. âWhat did the Dragon King say to you?â
âHa. Of course the Dragon King didnât directly say anything, and neither did he betray you. He just told me, in a roundabout way, that Iâm not among those he trusts. He said that he didnât trust anybody, but I know that youâre an exception. Among all of us, youâve served the Dragon King for the longest, your kung fu is the best, and youâre also the most obedient. You do whatever youâre told to do. Youâre even more loyal than a dog thatâs been raised from birth.â
Unexpectedly, Tie Linglongâs anger helped Chu Nanping calm down. âYou misunderstand. Iâm not the Dragon Kingâs earliest follower, and the Dragon King killed my brother and Immortal Peng. The reason why he lets me serve him is the same as why he lets you and Nie Zeng serve him - to remind him to be vigilant all the time. He doesnât trust any of us. The Dragon Kingâs right. He can never trust anybody. And thereâs no need for you to try to gain his trust.â
Tie Linglong proudly raised her head. âThat is my pursuit. You can practice your Emotionless Swordsmanship, but the Dragon King is all I want. I wonât be discouraged by the word âuntrustworthyâ because Iâm a woman.â
When the words âIâm a womanâ came out of Tie Linglong who was still technically a teenage girl, they sounded a little funny, but Chu Nanping was in no mood to laugh. âI wonât try to stop you. I just want to say that what youâve been doing is akin to a moth flying towards fire. The Dragon King is like an abyss and youâll be destroyed if you get too deeply involved with him. You should-â
âI donât need you to tell me what I should do. Youâre the Dragon Kingâs most trusted man, but youâre trying to persuade me to stay away from him?â
Chu Nanping didnât want to talk about who the Dragon King âtrusted.â âIâve been practicing my swordsmanship, and when I master it, Iâll challenge the Dragon King. No matter if I win or lose, Iâll leave this place after. Iâve never pledged allegiance to the Dragon King, and Iâve never made a promise that Iâd serve him for forever.â
Looking at this swordsman who seemed both familiar and strange, Tie Linglong was somewhat bemused. After a while, she briefly sneered. âVery good. Iâll happily replace you. Before that, Iâll help you forget me so that you can master the Emotionless Swordsmanship sooner. From now on, please donât interfere in my business. In particular, donât snitch on me. Thatâs very despicable. Also, the Dragon King will accept me tonight.â
Tie Linglong walked away, leaving two deep footprints at her original position.
Chu Nanping became the one who stood there, transfixed. Head down, he stared at the two vague footprints, silently feeling a deep pain heâd never felt before. Slice after slice, a sharp knife seemed to be cutting out one of the organs he had been born with, and the missing parts felt like they had been replaced by something completely foreign.
It was an apathy which was even colder than both the snow beneath his feet and the moon in the sky.
Those who were not familiar with Chu Nanping would feel that the look on Chu Nanpingâs face was very similar to the Dragon Kingâs face. However, those who used to be close to him, like Xu Xiaoyi, knew that he was a swordsman whose cold exterior concealed a kind heart, and that every time he said âemotionless,â he never really meant it.
It was not until this moment that true emotionlessness appeared in a form that Chu Nanping had never expected.
It turned out that there was no perfect state of emotionlessness. On the contrary, it was a kind of continuous pain which intensified until it overwhelmed all the other feelings. To fight against this pain, he could only concentrate his will on one thing - his sword, because if he ever slacked, even just for one brief moment, then he would be brought down by the pain.
It was just like this. When a swordsmanâs proficiency in swordsmanship reached a high level, only by sacrificing part of himself could he master his swordsmanship more thoroughly. Only starving people appreciated the flavor of meagre meals, and only those who owned nothing could understand the value of common things. When the sword became the only thing that the swordsman had, it would become an inseparable part of the swordsman.
Chu Nanping tightly held onto his sword, the one given by the swordsman from the Central Plains, feeling that he would never need the other sword that had been given to him by the Dragon King from now on.
âTie Linglong indeed âhelpedâ me,â Chu Nanping thought.
A few tents away, Gu Shenwei, who was still awake late at night, didnât expect that his words would have the opposite effect. So, he was very surprised to see Tie Linglong who came back.
âWhatâs up?â
âIâve been thinking about Dragon Kingâs words.â With her head slightly down, Tie Linglong seemed a little hesitant and a little confused, which was rather different from her usual manner.
âHmm.â
âThe Dragon Kingâs a killer. And there should be neither trust nor distrust in a killerâs heart. It has nothing to do with who I am.â
âThatâs true,â Gu Shenwei preferred her indignant, normal attitude.
âI should be like that as well if I want to be a killer, and I shouldnât even trust the Dragon King.â
âBut you donât have to be a killer.â
âI do. I want to be a killer.â Tie Linglongâs tone was so sure that it sounded somewhat aggressive, but soon she returned to normal. âBut itâs too early for me to talk about trust and distrust. I still have to improve my kung fu.â
âYouâre right.â
âIf the Dragon King is available, then I hope that you can help me with my cultivation of the Balanced Power. I have to work harder.â
Tie Linglong had already mastered the first level of yang energy, and she could totally cultivate it by herself. But it was indisputable that she would improve quicker with the assistance of someone more powerful.
âThere are some things I have to tell you first.â
âPlease go ahead, Dragon King.â
âFirst, what Iâve been practicing is not purely the Balanced Power, and I can only help you reach the second level at most. Youâll be on your own if you want to reach a level higher than that, because my assistance is very likely to have the opposite effect.â
âI want to improve as quick as possible. If the Dragon King can help me reach the second level, Iâll be more than satisfied.â
âSecond, if my speculation is correct, then your Balanced Power will conflict with the Daoless Divine Power when it reaches the second level. In that case, youâll have to dispel most of your internal Qi, which means that your power will decline instead of increasing.â
âBut sooner or later Iâll get it back and it will be even more powerful than the Daoless Divine Power, right?â
âYes. Back then, I was too urgent and I gave up the Balanced Power. But thereâs no need for you to hurry. Just take your time and cultivate it slowly. The longer you cultivate it for, the more powerful the Balanced Power will be. You have to prepare yourself, because it may take a very long time.â
Tie Linglong smiled. âIâm willing to take my time and cultivate it at a slow pace because it is the cultivation method that the Dragon King taught me.â
Gu Shenwei squinted his eyes and was eager to tell Tie Linglong that a killer shouldnât have this kind of trust, but he controlled himself. âLetâs begin.â
Tie Linglong pressed her little hands against the Dragon Kingâs big hands, and with their palms as the axis, they started revolving slowly at a fixed pace.
Gu Shenwei slowly imbued Tie Linglong with his Qi to help her toughen the small amount of yang energy in her, monitoring all of her meridians in case any of her acupoints were blocked.
Tie Linglong was indeed cultivating absorbedly, and Gu Shenwei could even feel her yang energy was getting markedly stronger. If he had a protector and had been able to make progress at this speed, he wouldnât have had to give up on this unique skill of his family.
After over an hour, Tie Linglong seemed to have gotten distracted by something, and her Qi circulation became uneven, her palms becoming increasingly hotter.
Gu Shenwei drew his palms back. âLetâs call it a day. The cultivation of Balanced Power has to be slow. From now on, whenever you cultivate it alone, you have to stop immediately if you find that your Qi is not stable. Understand?â
âI understand,â Tie Linglong said in a low voice, seeming rather feeble.
âYouâre tired. Have a rest.â
âUm.â Tie Linglong nodded. Instead of leaving, she sat on the bed, looking listless.
Gu Shenwei walked to the table and continue to browse his documents, occasionally reading the unfolded map.
It was quiet in the tent when Tie Linglong suddenly asked, âThere are not many female killers in Golden Roc Castle, right?â
Gu Shenwei perfunctorily gave an âUmâ.
âI heard that itâs more difficult for a woman to be a killer.â
Gu Shenwei raised his head, thought for a while, and then said, âItâs very difficult for anyone to be a killer. You have to develop habits that normal people donât have, and you also have to sever emotions that normal people should have. Women find it harder to be a killer because those training methods there are designed for men. Female killers have to be the same as male killers.â
âThatâs why the Waning Moon Hall exists. It specializes in training female killers.â
âYes. You spent some time in Waning Moon Hall, so you should also know that the training there is not easy either.â
âTell me about it,â Tie Linglong said in a chatting tone. âDragon King, am I bothering you?â
Gu Shenwei put down the document in his hand. âNo.â
âIâve never told the Dragon King about what I experienced inside Waning Moon Hall. Actually, I didnât even finish the entry level training.â
âI know. You escaped from it. Thatâs good. I donât want you to become a lunatic of the Waning Moon Hall.â
âHa-ha. In fact, not all of them are lunatics. Especially after Lotus took control, many training methods were abolished, and those trainers were very unhappy about that. But one of the methods wasnât abolished, and I failed the training process because of that.â
âWhat is it?â
Tie Linglong looked a little embarrassed, but she continued speaking. âWaning Moon Hall brought in a lot of men and required disciples to⦠sleep with them first and then kill them.â
Gu Shenwei was silent for a while. âSorry. It was me who forced you into the Waning Moon Hall in order to find Han Wuxian.â
Tie Linglong hurriedly shook her head. âI donât blame you, Dragon King. I was indeed very disobedient back then. I fell for Lotusâ incitement and went to⦠assassinate the queen. Iâm very glad that Dragon King forgave me.â
Gu Shenwei nodded, and his premonition that Tie Linglongâs behavior was weird tonight intensified even more.
âThe point Iâve been trying to make is that Golden Roc Castle must have a similar⦠training method. Thatâs what female killers must go through, right?â
Golden Roc Castle didnât specify that having sex was a compulsory lesson, but they never interfered in this kind of thing either. Most killer trainers regarded female apprentices as a perk that they wouldnât give up easily. During the slaughtering period, many female apprentices were forced to trade their bodies for a higher chance of survival.
In this aspect, Lotusâ experience hadnât been unique. But because of her rapid improvements in her kung fu, she had been luckier than most of the other female trainees.
Gu Shenwei understood Tie Linglongâs intention and even guessed what she would say next: instead of sleeping with some random man, she would rather sleep with the Dragon King.
This was clearly her retaliation against Chu Nanping.
When he was under attack, Gu Shenwei could always take decisive action. But on this occasion, he didnât know what to do, and neither did he know what to say.
Tie Linglong stared at the Dragon King. Faint passion glinted in her green eyes, proving that she was indeed no longer the little girl that Gu Shenwei had rescued back then.