Chapter 126: Previous (5)

Early within the morning,

I wakened a bit sooner than ordinary as a result of stiffness in my neck.

My shoulders harm, and my head felt heavy.

Questioning if I had returned to actuality, I regarded round solely to satisfy Cheondos eyes proper in entrance of me.

What are you doing?

Her crimson eyes had been observing me from up shut.

No, I used to be simply considering you look a bit like a pet, albeit a barely pathetic one.

Like observing a rabbit on the zoo, Cheondo, who had been trying down at me together with her head tilted at a 45-degree angle, took a step again and shrugged her shoulders.

A pathetic pet hey.

You dont get indignant and reply so meekly, it makes you appear much more so. Its not an insult. I like puppies, too.

Having became a neat set of black martial arts uniform, Cheondo pointed to the belt round her waist and turned her again to me.

Tie this for me.

She was treating me like some form of servant.

It wasnt a troublesome request, so I secured the belt to stop it from slipping. Solely then did Cheondo tie up her hair and, trying into the mirror, smiled satisfactorily.

In case you plan to go down the mountain, its finest to start out early. In 10 minutes, everybody will probably be noisy with the morning coaching.

I see.

Nodding, Cheondo bowed her head evenly as a formality and left her room with out trying again.

We didnt grow to be pals, even for an evening. Naturally.

I yawned lengthily and started to prepare to go away.

World Tree of Time.

[You have awakened.]

Can I actually do as I please? If theres something particular I have to do, inform me now.

[If I were to give advice, it would be wise to converse with characters you cannot meet in the current timeline.]

There have been a number of individuals I may consider.

The residence of Hwangdo. The one that instilled unusual sexual information in younger Hwangdo and somebody who was alive on this timeline.

However in the event you ask if she was significantly associated to me, that will not be the case.

Jin Dallaes father. The mere thought crammed me with solemnity, but whether or not he performed a big function within the present timeline stays unclear.

For all I do know, he may need already handed away.

The World Tree of Resentment Its location and the place it grew had been mysteries to me.

Then, there werent many individuals left.

No, it will need to have been predetermined that the individual I used to be meant to satisfy since my arrival right here.

That individual, proper?

[Indeed.]

The World Tree of Time concurred with my thought.

Cheonma.

The successor of the Tree King who turned the world on its head.

Amongst these I do know, even Cheondo, the strongest, would draw back from the title, claiming it doesnt go well with her. A battle maniac the ultimate beneath the heavens.

Rumors say he drank the blood he had spilled yesterday every morning, and by night, he would got down to extract the hearts of others. A determine many martial artists feared.

The problem lay in the way to meet such a formidable being.

[If the future remains unchanged, then the method must be predetermined. For someone as proud as Cheonma, a formal challenge might be the best approach.]

The World Tree of Time spoke not directly, veiling its true intent.

I wasnt so naive as to miss the implication.

So, youre suggesting I trigger a scene? I got here to hunt your teachings! And preserve inflicting hassle till Cheonma reveals up.

[Yes? Ah, yes. That might indeed be a good strategy. Truly a troublemaker in the vein of the Tree King.]

It seemed to be essentially the most dependable methodology.

To show the whole sect on its head. Whether or not my energy was adequate or not, it could be the only manner to attract Cheonmas consideration.

Ought to something surprising happen, I can all the time return to actuality.

However then, it’d grow to be awkward to see Cheondo afterwards.

[Cheonma believes in the principle that the strong shall rule over all. It likely wont pose a significant issue. Even if you were to become his successor.]

If a gathering was inevitable, it was higher to confront it sooner slightly than later.

In poor health do some investigating first.

Eager about what to organize for a future assembly, it appeared like Cheondo would get pleasure from comics or one thing related downloaded onto a tool akin to a cellphone.

Come to consider it, did he additionally like childrens meals, like omelet rice?

I memorized varied coordinates across the space and descended the mountain.

Within the decrease a part of Dowon.

The daughters and wives of warriors, younger ladies every holding a brush, had been sweeping the yard.

With their delicate pink hair, all of them placed on a chic show.

I need to do this simply as soon as. It will be a lot enjoyable.

What may have triggered such an incident?

No have to marvel.

For Baekdo, a very powerful factor was that one thing thrilling was occurring! Wrapped in a sensation of thrill, Baekdo, grinning like a countryside Samoyed, traversed the roofs to search out the supply of the commotion.

She shortly reached the doorway of Dowon.

You idiot! Have you learnt whom you might be talking to?

A livid warrior was shouting at a younger man standing earlier than him.

Who’s that individual?

Hwangdo, nestled in Baekdos arms, pointed to the person wearing unfamiliar garments. An apparel not worn by them, typical of individuals from outdoors.

A uncommon sight in Dowon, his hair was black. Not a tree however a human, he narrowed his slender eyes, repeating only one sentence.

I repeat, I’ve come to see Cheonma.

You wont bend your will. You can’t even method his ft.

Purple magical vitality fiercely surged from the grip of the warrior, a gatekeeper of appreciable ability. Baekdo, too, acknowledged his identify.

Chief of the Purple Sky Workforce, Jinlang. One of many thirty disciples immediately taught by Cheonma up to now. Although he didnt rise to the place of an elder as a result of lack of expertise, his profound expertise positioned him answerable for managing the decrease a part of Dowon. Nobody in Dowon may look down upon or underestimate him.

I heard hes acknowledged for his abilities even outdoors.

Exterior, which means the world past Dowon, the period of martial arts divided into factions and brotherhoods had lengthy ended.

Dowon was the final martial world for warriors. It housed over ten thousand specialists, with seven thousand gifted disciples fiercely rising beneath their tutelage.

Regardless of how huge the skin is, Dowon is a cradle of robust fighters and a grave the place bones are laid naked till dying.

The person regarded Jinlangs surging killing intent evenly, as if he was about to face a big setback. Baekdo crossed her arms, anticipating such an end result. Hwangdo, peering carefully on the mans face, nudged Baekdos shoulder.

Baekdo, that individual

Yeah, I do know.

Its going to finish badly. Hwangdo will need to have thought so too, given her trembling voice.

Hes good-looking! And hes not bald!

Sigh, thats identical to you. What does seems must do with something?

Gege (older brother) stated being good-looking is nice. Ideally mahogany, in response to what the residence stated.

Are you going to marry primarily based on seems alone?

After all not! However, is that individual okay?

Exhausting to say. Judging by his arrival right here alone, he will need to have immense delight in his abilities.

Baekdo, hidden so others couldnt see, watched from the roof. She had typically witnessed one-on-one duels, however this combat felt a bit sharper than ordinary.

In case you want to see his presence, defeat me first.

Anytime.

Youre fairly daring.

Then, Jinlang threw a punch on the man.

The crimson magic, sharp as a wolf drenched in blood, aimed immediately at his throat. Baekdo sniffed.

The faint scent of his rage. If not averted, his head can be severed, and that good-looking head would fly off.

-Crack!

The sound of flesh being torn and blood spurting. Nevertheless, it wasnt the mans voice that was heard.

Jinlang, despatched flying and crashing right into a wall, made Baekdos eyes go broad.

She noticed it.

Jinlang, a talented fighter, was despatched flying within the blink of an eye fixed with a single punch.

-Rumble

Darkish clouds gathered within the sky, and Baekdos eyes widened in astonishment.

Rattling it.

We could proceed?

Jinlang, his physique folded, gathered his vitality internally, eyeing the person. Regardless of taking successful, his eyes nonetheless sparkled with life. Hidden in his palms was a secret approach, sometimes known as a martial secret.

Annoying however robust. Did you come right here to wipe out the final of us who pushed you right here?

By no means. I like this place. As I stated earlier than

The person muttered evenly, as if this complete ordeal was merely a supply of leisure.

I’ve come to see Cheonma.

-Growth!

Then, a black lightning bolt from above the clouds struck in direction of Jinlang, who was finishing his approach.

Argh!

The beginning of sunshine.

The flashing bolt descended from the sky, engulfing Jinlang like a black dragon.

Possibly that was an excessive amount of.

Amidst the thunderous noise, Baekdo frowned, her expression one in all intrigue.

Right here was somebody who may inject pleasure into her mundane life.