Chapter 28
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As the bumpy cart went ever further along the small tiled road, Yang Chi eventually lost sight of Yang mountain, leaving the Yang clan's territory.
It was a long and lonely road to Greenmont, the countryside in the country of Zi wasn't extraordinary, instead, it was mainly tundra with the occasional demonic beast causing An Tang some fright.
Yang Chi knew there wasn't anything, in particular, to worry about. He scanned with his divine sense, and there wasn't anything higher than the Qi Sea Realm.
This caused Yang Chi to relax a little, allowing him to get some much-needed rest. He leaned his head back on the hardwood of the cart, slowly nodding off as everything around him faded away.
"Young master, young master Yang." A hand shook him awake as he slowly opened his eyes, and the sound of a bustling market entered his ears, causing a smile to light up his face.
"Have we arrived?" he turned to the person that was shaking him, stretching hi neck and back, as they ached from the journey.
"Yes, young master." An Tang replied as he removed his wrinkly hand form Yang Chi's shoulder.
"Good, how long were we travelling?" Yang Chi rubbed his eyes, as they adjusted to the midday sun that hurt his eyes.
"Around seven hours young master."
Yang Chi didn't reply, only giving a slight nod in return. Instead, he stretched his head and yawned.
"From now on don't call me young master, or Yang Chi." Yang Chi quickly reminded him.
"Then…"
"Sha Ku or stable boy will do. I don't care; your brother might already be in the town, we don't want to give him any reason to be suspicious. Anyway, why have we stopped? Aren't we meant to be going to that in… err… 'Night Turn's', that's the one."
"Yes young… Sha Ku, but if you'd so kindly put your head out of the carriage, there's a fair or event of some kind which all these peasants have shown up to."
"Did you try asking anyone?" Sha Ku sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"Errr…."
"Idiot. Anyway, form now on, your demeanour, be less respectful to me. I'm a stable boy, not your master."
Sha Ku said as he hopped out of the cart, to have a look around before he met this 'incredible' An Mo.
The streets of Greenmont were bustling with people, sprawling about the place. Waring a myriad of different coloured clothes, green, black, red, blue, orange, purple. It was like an oddly coloured incomplete rainbow.
Oddly enough there weren't any yellow coloured clothes, which made Sha Ku rub his chin and frown, it was obvious that there must be some kind of dress code. Many places had this; it would often represent the colours of the ruling party.
Sha Ku tried to confirm his theory; he started to walk through the streets where they were selling all sorts of items trinkets; weapons; books; scrolls and many more!
As he looked about, he came to a sudden realisation though, no yellow clothing, obviously his thoughts had been correct.
The theory was even further corroborated after he saw two butch men wearing mail armour with a yellow tabard covering up the chest.
These guards were only regular humans, no threat to anyone but frightened women and children.
"An Tang, tell me, does Greenmont have a governing body?"
An Tang quickly hobbled forwards, "Yes err Sha Ku its ruled by a local by the name of Zane."
"Zane? What sort of name is that?" Sha Ku was curious; it was an odd name, to say the least.
"I don't know Sha Ku… one day he just randomly appeared out of nowhere and enslaved the town. He's only a Qi River cultivator, and he overthrew the last family who ruled here – the Greenmonts.
He also proclaimed that nobody should wear yellow any more, just as the Greenmonts had once outlawed green." An Tang explained.
"What sort of insane town have you brought me to An Tang?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow; indeed, he was more than confused.
Firstly, how was a Qi River cultivator just able to rule a town? Did literally no one else in a hundred leagues have no time to spare and pass of the chance to get thousands in yearly revenue for tax?
Even demonic cultivators might choose to slaughter randomly because of their board, or for some cultivation technique that requires the blood of innocence. All of them had something better to do than butcher this small town?
"Young Sha Ku, do you think we should be going to see An Mo?" An Tang was worried.
"An Tang, you old fart, do you have a brain to use?" Sha Ku rolled his eyes.
"Err, I believe…"
"It was rhetorical. Let me explain this to you simply; your brother has had people observing us since we entered this town. Now, am I, a young stable boy that's never seen the fineries of life going to see him immediately, or am I going to prance around in wonder for a while?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow and snorted.
"Now, let's go view over there." Sha Ku pointed off into the distance, "If I'm not mistaken, they're selling tamed demonic beasts, so let's go have a look I haven't had much time to familiarise myself with the quality of beast master in this world. It's a good opportunity to learn."
In a dark room there sat a man holding a cup of steaming tea, blowing on it gently. This man was square-jawed and long-faced, with a huge nose. Not only this, but he was also littered with scars that went deep to the bone. One of his black eyes had a patch covering it, and there was a slight smile on his lips.
A knock came from the small wooden door in front of him.
"Enter." His grim voice sounded.
"Hall Master the boy and your brother are here." A man dressed in a dark hooded robe bowed with his hands clasped together.
"Indeed." He chuckled, "That waste of space has returned. You've observed the boy, what do you make of him?"
"May I speak freely, Hall Master?"
The Hall Master gave a quick nod and gestured his had so that he could go ahead.
"The boy seems to have a complex bloodline, his father Sha Di was a mysterious figure, but from what reports could gather he must have had rather extraordinary as his child seems to have a Yin-Yang bloodline that doesn't cancel out, but instead seems to be rather volatile."
The Hall Master gave a nod, agreeing with the hooded figures analysis.
"I also believe that the test Hall Master has devised should test the boy more than enough."
"Ha, flattery won't work with me Reaper One. Now leave, report back to me if anything takes place."
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As the bumpy cart went ever further along the small tiled road, Yang Chi eventually lost sight of Yang mountain, leaving the Yang clan's territory.
It was a long and lonely road to Greenmont, the countryside in the country of Zi wasn't extraordinary, instead, it was mainly tundra with the occasional demonic beast causing An Tang some fright.
Yang Chi knew there wasn't anything, in particular, to worry about. He scanned with his divine sense, and there wasn't anything higher than the Qi Sea Realm.
This caused Yang Chi to relax a little, allowing him to get some much-needed rest. He leaned his head back on the hardwood of the cart, slowly nodding off as everything around him faded away.
"Young master, young master Yang." A hand shook him awake as he slowly opened his eyes, and the sound of a bustling market entered his ears, causing a smile to light up his face.
"Have we arrived?" he turned to the person that was shaking him, stretching hi neck and back, as they ached from the journey.
"Yes, young master." An Tang replied as he removed his wrinkly hand form Yang Chi's shoulder.
"Good, how long were we travelling?" Yang Chi rubbed his eyes, as they adjusted to the midday sun that hurt his eyes.
"Around seven hours young master."
Yang Chi didn't reply, only giving a slight nod in return. Instead, he stretched his head and yawned.
"From now on don't call me young master, or Yang Chi." Yang Chi quickly reminded him.
"Then…"
"Sha Ku or stable boy will do. I don't care; your brother might already be in the town, we don't want to give him any reason to be suspicious. Anyway, why have we stopped? Aren't we meant to be going to that in… err… 'Night Turn's', that's the one."
"Yes young… Sha Ku, but if you'd so kindly put your head out of the carriage, there's a fair or event of some kind which all these peasants have shown up to."
"Did you try asking anyone?" Sha Ku sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"Errr…."
"Idiot. Anyway, form now on, your demeanour, be less respectful to me. I'm a stable boy, not your master."
Sha Ku said as he hopped out of the cart, to have a look around before he met this 'incredible' An Mo.
The streets of Greenmont were bustling with people, sprawling about the place. Waring a myriad of different coloured clothes, green, black, red, blue, orange, purple. It was like an oddly coloured incomplete rainbow.
Oddly enough there weren't any yellow coloured clothes, which made Sha Ku rub his chin and frown, it was obvious that there must be some kind of dress code. Many places had this; it would often represent the colours of the ruling party.
Sha Ku tried to confirm his theory; he started to walk through the streets where they were selling all sorts of items trinkets; weapons; books; scrolls and many more!
As he looked about, he came to a sudden realisation though, no yellow clothing, obviously his thoughts had been correct.
The theory was even further corroborated after he saw two butch men wearing mail armour with a yellow tabard covering up the chest.
These guards were only regular humans, no threat to anyone but frightened women and children.
"An Tang, tell me, does Greenmont have a governing body?"
An Tang quickly hobbled forwards, "Yes err Sha Ku its ruled by a local by the name of Zane."
"Zane? What sort of name is that?" Sha Ku was curious; it was an odd name, to say the least.
"I don't know Sha Ku… one day he just randomly appeared out of nowhere and enslaved the town. He's only a Qi River cultivator, and he overthrew the last family who ruled here – the Greenmonts.
He also proclaimed that nobody should wear yellow any more, just as the Greenmonts had once outlawed green." An Tang explained.
"What sort of insane town have you brought me to An Tang?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow; indeed, he was more than confused.
Firstly, how was a Qi River cultivator just able to rule a town? Did literally no one else in a hundred leagues have no time to spare and pass of the chance to get thousands in yearly revenue for tax?
Even demonic cultivators might choose to slaughter randomly because of their board, or for some cultivation technique that requires the blood of innocence. All of them had something better to do than butcher this small town?
"Young Sha Ku, do you think we should be going to see An Mo?" An Tang was worried.
"An Tang, you old fart, do you have a brain to use?" Sha Ku rolled his eyes.
"Err, I believe…"
"It was rhetorical. Let me explain this to you simply; your brother has had people observing us since we entered this town. Now, am I, a young stable boy that's never seen the fineries of life going to see him immediately, or am I going to prance around in wonder for a while?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow and snorted.
"Now, let's go view over there." Sha Ku pointed off into the distance, "If I'm not mistaken, they're selling tamed demonic beasts, so let's go have a look I haven't had much time to familiarise myself with the quality of beast master in this world. It's a good opportunity to learn."
In a dark room there sat a man holding a cup of steaming tea, blowing on it gently. This man was square-jawed and long-faced, with a huge nose. Not only this, but he was also littered with scars that went deep to the bone. One of his black eyes had a patch covering it, and there was a slight smile on his lips.
A knock came from the small wooden door in front of him.
"Enter." His grim voice sounded.
"Hall Master the boy and your brother are here." A man dressed in a dark hooded robe bowed with his hands clasped together.
"Indeed." He chuckled, "That waste of space has returned. You've observed the boy, what do you make of him?"
"May I speak freely, Hall Master?"
The Hall Master gave a quick nod and gestured his had so that he could go ahead.
"The boy seems to have a complex bloodline, his father Sha Di was a mysterious figure, but from what reports could gather he must have had rather extraordinary as his child seems to have a Yin-Yang bloodline that doesn't cancel out, but instead seems to be rather volatile."
The Hall Master gave a nod, agreeing with the hooded figures analysis.
"I also believe that the test Hall Master has devised should test the boy more than enough."
"Ha, flattery won't work with me Reaper One. Now leave, report back to me if anything takes place."
As the bumpy cart went ever further along the small tiled road, Yang Chi eventually lost sight of Yang mountain, leaving the Yang clan's territory.It was a long and lonely road to Greenmont, the countryside in the country of Zi wasn't extraordinary, instead, it was mainly tundra with the occasional demonic beast causing An Tang some fright.Yang Chi knew there wasn't anything, in particular, to worry about. He scanned with his divine sense, and there wasn't anything higher than the Qi Sea Realm.This caused Yang Chi to relax a little, allowing him to get some much-needed rest. He leaned his head back on the hardwood of the cart, slowly nodding off as everything around him faded away."Young master, young master Yang." A hand shook him awake as he slowly opened his eyes, and the sound of a bustling market entered his ears, causing a smile to light up his face."Have we arrived?" he turned to the person that was shaking him, stretching hi neck and back, as they ached from the journey."Yes, young master." An Tang replied as he removed his wrinkly hand form Yang Chi's shoulder."Good, how long were we travelling?" Yang Chi rubbed his eyes, as they adjusted to the midday sun that hurt his eyes."Around seven hours young master."Yang Chi didn't reply, only giving a slight nod in return. Instead, he stretched his head and yawned."From now on don't call me young master, or Yang Chi." Yang Chi quickly reminded him."Then""Sha Ku or stable boy will do. I don't care; your brother might already be in the town, we don't want to give him any reason to be suspicious. Anyway, why have we stopped? Aren't we meant to be going to that in err 'Night Turn's', that's the one.""Yes young Sha Ku, but if you'd so kindly put your head out of the carriage, there's a fair or event of some kind which all these peasants have shown up to.""Did you try asking anyone?" Sha Ku sighed, rubbing his eyes."Errr.""Idiot. Anyway, form now on, your demeanour, be less respectful to me. I'm a stable boy, not your master."Sha Ku said as he hopped out of the cart, to have a look around before he met this 'incredible' An Mo.The streets of Greenmont were bustling with people, sprawling about the place. Waring a myriad of different coloured clothes, green, black, red, blue, orange, purple. It was like an oddly coloured incomplete rainbow.Oddly enough there weren't any yellow coloured clothes, which made Sha Ku rub his chin and frown, it was obvious that there must be some kind of dress code. Many places had this; it would often represent the colours of the ruling party.Sha Ku tried to confirm his theory; he started to walk through the streets where they were selling all sorts of items trinkets; weapons; books; scrolls and many more!As he looked about, he came to a sudden realisation though, no yellow clothing, obviously his thoughts had been correct.The theory was even further corroborated after he saw two butch men wearing mail armour with a yellow tabard covering up the chest.These guards were only regular humans, no threat to anyone but frightened women and children."An Tang, tell me, does Greenmont have a governing body?"An Tang quickly hobbled forwards, "Yes err Sha Ku its ruled by a local by the name of Zane.""Zane? What sort of name is that?" Sha Ku was curious; it was an odd name, to say the least."I don't know Sha Ku one day he just randomly appeared out of nowhere and enslaved the town. He's only a Qi River cultivator, and he overthrew the last family who ruled here the Greenmonts.He also proclaimed that nobody should wear yellow any more, just as the Greenmonts had once outlawed green." An Tang explained."What sort of insane town have you brought me to An Tang?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow; indeed, he was more than confused.Firstly, how was a Qi River cultivator just able to rule a town? Did literally no one else in a hundred leagues have no time to spare and pass of the chance to get thousands in yearly revenue for tax?Even demonic cultivators might choose to slaughter randomly because of their board, or for some cultivation technique that requires the blood of innocence. All of them had something better to do than butcher this small town?"Young Sha Ku, do you think we should be going to see An Mo?" An Tang was worried."An Tang, you old fart, do you have a brain to use?" Sha Ku rolled his eyes."Err, I believe""It was rhetorical. Let me explain this to you simply; your brother has had people observing us since we entered this town. Now, am I, a young stable boy that's never seen the fineries of life going to see him immediately, or am I going to prance around in wonder for a while?" Sha Ku raised an eyebrow and snorted."Now, let's go view over there." Sha Ku pointed off into the distance, "If I'm not mistaken, they're selling tamed demonic beasts, so let's go have a look I haven't had much time to familiarise myself with the quality of beast master in this world. It's a good opportunity to learn."In a dark room there sat a man holding a cup of steaming tea, blowing on it gently. This man was square-jawed and long-faced, with a huge nose. Not only this, but he was also littered with scars that went deep to the bone. One of his black eyes had a patch covering it, and there was a slight smile on his lips.A knock came from the small wooden door in front of him."Enter." His grim voice sounded."Hall Master the boy and your brother are here." A man dressed in a dark hooded robe bowed with his hands clasped together."Indeed." He chuckled, "That waste of space has returned. You've observed the boy, what do you make of him?""May I speak freely, Hall Master?"The Hall Master gave a quick nod and gestured his had so that he could go ahead."The boy seems to have a complex bloodline, his father Sha Di was a mysterious figure, but from what reports could gather he must have had rather extraordinary as his child seems to have a Yin-Yang bloodline that doesn't cancel out, but instead seems to be rather volatile."The Hall Master gave a nod, agreeing with the hooded figures analysis."I also believe that the test Hall Master has devised should test the boy more than enough.""Ha, flattery won't work with me Reaper One. Now leave, report back to me if anything takes place."
