Walker Of The Worlds

The thin man stroked his chin a couple of times before speaking again.

"How old did that cultivator look?" the thin man asked.

The veiled woman gulped before replying,

"He… he's young, probably sixteen or seventeen, but definitely younger than twenty."

An irritated expression appeared on the man's face as he replied with a louder tone.

"So you mean to say that our people could not differentiate between a cultivator belonging to a mercenary group and an itinerant cultivator? Do you think a cultivator of such a young age would join a mercenary company, or do you think it is a high-level cultivator that has returned to his youth?"

The veiled woman lowered her face even more and didn't speak.

"Do you think a cultivator that has enough talent to become a cultivator at that age would be without a backing? GO!! I want every single thing there is to know about that cultivator." The thin man yelled.

"Yes, my lord." The woman replied before disappearing.

The thin man sighed to himself before standing up and walking up to a shelf and opening a drawer. He then pulled out a jade slip and looked at it for a moment before keeping back into the drawer and closing it.

~sigh~ "It is not the time yet." The man muttered before walking to a window and staring outside.

"What are you planning father… "

*****

Lin Mu was practicing the Thousand Armament Blade scripture in the Sleepscape. He had nearly completed the basics of the weapons he already had and now was progressing to the more advanced parts. Though right now, he felt as if he was being hindered. He understood that it was because of a lack of weapons and that he would have to get them soon or this may become a flaw in his technique.

The more he practiced, the more he understood how the techniques of different weapons fit together and complemented each other. He now grasped the flaws of different weapons and how to overcome them with the use of another weapon.

"You are doing well. The improvement is significant." Xukong praised.

been seeing Lin Mu practicing diligently every day. He thought about how the boy was hardworking, even though his innate talent in cultivation was low. He had chosen not to tell this to Lin Mu as he wanted to see if he could overcome this

much so that they were even venerated as the Heaven's ordained. But he had also seen those very people lose

few have survived it. Even the ones that

a memory from

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colossal

streaks of light would touch the white pillars and then be absorbed by them. One could even see the streaks traveling

light streaks would transfer from the white pillars to the fine threads, which

One could not tell how long it would take for each distortion to disappear, but time could

in the same position, unmoving for a long time, until he sensed some disturbance in the distance. His perception spread in the surroundings and suppressed all the distortions. Even though the void was always silent, a different kind of eerie silence descended because of the pressure imposed

quite unusual of you, Old monster," Xukong

Xukong's words, the space in front of him started swirling and an ash grey throne appeared. The throne was

my presence that I can't

unless it was something important and

slaves, they have their own free

of free will is that, where you only have two choices? Their karma is chained and will be until you choose

chosen. I've never interfered in their affairs." The voice

to argue with you. Just tell me what you are here

just here to tell you that I will be gone for a while, so take care of my 'Slaves' for a while,

be able to observe everything on your own, unless…"

What did

I could tell you, but there are other machinations underway." The voice

yelled, making

and tried to stop the ash grey throne, but alas! The ash

will ever come out

the void,

*****

after

time for your lessons about Dao Script."