Morning sun breath life onto the world as the darkness was slowly brighten up, the gentle warm air dancing would make any person's heart felt soothing. However Old Su, was feeling very nervous, even though he could feel his knees ache due to standing at the village gate, he kept standing staring intently towards the empty desolate dusty road.
Two leather armored middle age man were sitting on the ground with wooden pikes on their shoulders, both of them have a lazy appearance, but they were keenly observing the surrounding ready to act in a moment notice.
"The sun has risen! Quickly! Young master must be trapped some where, lets ..." before Old Su could finish his sentence a rude and loud voice interrupted him.
"Steward! Stop wasting the money on that worthless brat! Don't you think spending money on testing his spiritual root was not wasteful enough?!"
It was the voice of a young man dressed in messy robe but silk black hair, a pale face and dull brown eyes, on his each side were 2 young girls around 14 with decent face and figure dressed in coarse clothing, clinging onto him.
The smell of alcohol could be smelled as Old Su face scrunched up. Testing for a spiritual root would be expensive for an ordinary family however the young master was a son of a wealthy merchant, while young master was just a fourth child but none of the 3 other children have a spiritual root either!
Even in a thousand people none could have one!
Though he posses no spiritual roots but he have a high comprehension which had allow him to become an apprentice of an alchemist! Which mean, he have the highest potential compared to other 3 children who except for have some martial talents are completely ordinary!
In the end Old Su grit his teeth and endure it, due to the fact that the young man in front of him is the uncle of the young master or blood-related brother of the young master's mother! Collecting his cool he started to give commands to the 2 hired guards and villagers in the surrounding whom were too dull to be noticed to prepare searching for young master.
"I'm back!" a child like voice brought everyone to stupor as they saw an eight year old figure slowly walked along the dusty road, except for the silk clothes being stained with dirt he looked relatively unharmed.
While Old Su was relieved, the young man in messy robe have an annoyed expression before dragging the 2 young girl with him disappearing into the village. Around 20 villagers who were gathered look a bit unsatisfied, the two guards seems not bothered by it and continue siting on the earthly ground with bored looks.
Before Old Su could said a word, the young master spoke in a slightly loud voice enough for the villager in the vicinity to hear it clearly.
"Old Su, give them each a half farmer's bread, also give the guards a bottle of rice wine to pass the afternoon." The villages were happy when they heard the statement, they were first promised 3 farmer's bread for participating the search expedition, a half bread is basically one day worth of meal for them, while it was lesser but it was gained without an effort! The guards' ears perk up, with embarrassed smiles they quickly stand up with straight back saying "Welcome back young master!"
Old Su was quite shocked not by the words but by the tone and temperate that could be felt from young master. While the young master was pretty intelligence and quite wise sometimes but never have he seen him being so self confident and decisive.
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"Lets talk about other details after I have clean." Finishing his sentence 'young master walked towards the center of the village.
Waking up from his stunned stated, Old Su commanded the servant behind him to distribute the bread whom was carrying a wooden basket. After ensuring the servant did his job Old Su followed young master's foots step with a servant and a guard in tail, the other guard had long went along with the young master for his security.
While walking, the servant in coarse clothing secretly thought how his life is miserable! He was went unnoticed this whole morning! Only during the bread distribution was he noticed! Heaven is truly unfair!
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The warmth from the hot water relax his stiff muscles as he heave out a sigh. However the dull headache and cloudiness in his head does not help him feel better. He had wish to process his memory properly before making any plans however all he could remember were hazy memories unless he focus himself on trying to access them which would strain his mortal mind greatly add on the fact that it might worsen his soul injury.
Soul injury, a wound that any sentient being would find the hardest to heal. In fact anyone that have access to cultivation would rather lose half of their senses or even limbs as trying to regain them was a thousand time easier than healing a soul injury!
The reason for such a case is that a soul injury which depends on severity could make cultivation harder from 100 times to a million time!
From his own state he could guess that it would take 70 years through time and 35 years through constant cultivation. Precious time he could not waste. Until he healed his soul injury, he would not be able to become a proper cultivator, and the younger his body could remain the better his potential will be as a cultivator.
Of course there are other types of cultivation as the overbearing path of body refining, or the mysterious path of Daoism and lastly the unorthodox path of medical or poison path.
"But none of them satisfy my standard!"
As someone who had or would have sever destiny from this heaven, his ambition naturally would be high.
"The Blood Dao" he whispered in a lowered tone to him self.
Blood Dao or the path of Blood cultivation, is one of the Lost path in this heaven. It requires extreme detailed method to cultivate, endless amount of heavenly treasures or a Dao enlightenment else one would be stuck in a major realm of cultivation that one started with no hope of advancement. Of course it is not without benefits. Blood Dao have almost no physique requirement and also no spiritual root requirement, and if there is the right method one would have at least 20% or more longevity than most path with stable foundation in a realm. The last benefits which only some Lost paths share is the benefits of being able to nourish one's soul without tainting it!
"But I would have no worries for such concern!"
His lips curled up as recalled one of the requirement, extreme detailed method to cultivate. His future 'self' is of course not without regret, and he had made a manual from the very lowest of the cultivation realm to the realm of discarding mortal body.
It is the feeble Path of Blood Cultivation!