The boy laid unconscious on a small rug, in a cave. Beside him laid his sword and a few meters away from him was a fire, close to which, sat a man, the same man that had kill Jin-Kao. It the next night.

They boy woke up.

"You're awake?" the man spoke, cooking fish on the flame.

"Who're you?" the boy spoke, as he sat up and grabbed his sword.

"That's not important, what's important is for you to eat this.", the man threw the fist over to the boy, which he caught easily.

"Hey, Why am I... okay?", the boy spoke, finally remembering the events of the past night.

"Why.. am I alive?", tears started to come out the boy's eyes, he tried his best not to cry.

"What's your name?" said the man, standing up and approaching the boy.

"I-It's Zen.", he spoke, stuttering because of the realisation that his family and friends were now dead.

"Mine's Hyasu, nice to meet you, what do you say, would you like to be my pupil?" Hyasu got closer to Zen, who was now trying to get away from him. Hyasu held his hand out, trying to grasp Zen's face.

"DON'T!" Zen yelled out in fear, moving towards the wall of the cave.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" He yelled, afraid of the man, whose face he couldn't see very well, his vision blurred the second he tried to look at the man's face, the face he saw the night before seemed to fade out of his memory.

Zen felt a huge amount of pressure on his chest and forehead, so much pain that he couldn't even breathe, Hyasu finally reached out to Zen, grasping the side of his face.

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He felt as if his face would come off, Zen had never experienced this amount of pain before, saying that this was excruciating would be an understatement, he felt the skin at the side of his face rip the slightest bit, he felt a lot of his own blood coming out and being replaced by a foreign substance, he could tell this as he had the slightest bit of mastery over Hemaliforce manipulation. (((((Hemaliforce is a portmanteau of Hema, which means blood, life and force. This technique is essential to identifying a Blood Cult member.)))))

Zen tried to let out a scream, but couldn't, his muscles had stopped listening to him.

He lost consciousness again, leaving the cooked fish on the ground a few meters away from him.

"What a waste!" Hyasu exclaimed, as he picked up the fish and ate it.

3 days pass..

Zen was still unconscious, Hyasu had went to a river close to the cave to catch some fish, which he cooked on the open flame, it was still bright out, when Zen finally woke up.

"Awake now, are we? Sure took your time absorbing all that Kyon didn't you?" Hyasu spoke softly, again, throwing a fish to Zen. This time, he didn't catch the fish, leaving it to fall to the ground.

"What.. is this strength?" Zen asked, a faint glow emanated from his abdomen.

"I gave it to you the time I grasped your face, try cultivating, but first eat that fish.", "After all, you wouldn't like to feel that pain again, would you?"

Zen ate the fish and sat in a meditating position, he circulated his Qi, finding a disturbance in his body. He tried to circulate the disturbance, and sure enough, it circulated just like Qi, in fact, it circulated much easier than Qi!"

He continued to cultivate for another three hours, when he finally came out of the meditating pose, standing up. Hyasu was not in the cave, Zen didn't try to look for him, knowing for sure he would return. He thought about running, but then remembered the insane levels of martial arts Hyasu displayed the day before.

He came out the cave, it was still bright out, it didn't even seem that it was even afternoon yet. He tried to swing his sword, which felt much lighter and easier to swing than a few days ago.

He swung his sword around for a while, testing his newfound power.

"Heavenly Qi Technique: Third Movement; Scarlet Drifting Moon"

His sword let out red jets of Qi, which were not small, separated jets, but a large, completely intact one. He performed a gentle, dance-like movement. The ground didn't get many sword marks made on it, however had only a few marks made on it, all of which resembled a crescent moon.

Zen's movement came to a close, as he saw a something distant in the sky. It was Hyasu! He was flying! On what though? He couldn't possibly have learned a flying technique like Void step!

Uhhh...

Hyasu seemed to be on a... GRIFFIN?!!