She entered my bed room that night in nightgowns and sat close to me on my bed, even I wasn't having a good night sleep due to the sequelae from the hangover of the previous day, my mood wasn't affected by the hangover though, if not my mood would have been very bad.

"Having a hangover sucks" I half complained

"Well nobody force fed you with rice wine" she retorted her tone a bit darker than usual

"Hey why so gloomy and in the midnight" I jabbed a playfully probing question

"Well" she stalled "you know there is something that I have been wanting to tell you," she said with a grave expression on her face.

"Ok I'm all ears" I had wanted to continue my playful banter with her to cheer her up but graveness of her expression gave me a pause

"Huu" she sighed "well how should I start the story"

THE STORY BEGINS

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"My full name is Ling Xiao Xiao and I am the last direct disciple of sect master Yu Ren of the BLOOD CONTROLLING PROFOUND SECT and..."

"Wait! wait!! wait!!!," I cut in, shocked nearly out of my skin, I spent some time digesting the news giving her an incredulous look that threatens to pop my eyeballs, because according to the villagers and the books I've read sect-masters are the things of O.P the threat they pose even the weakest of them is not something you can just ignore.

And now there is a disciple of one here, "in my bedroom just introducing herself to me after all these years?!" I asked almost losing my shit "very well then lady, if you don't mind tell me, what you a sect-master's disciple are doing here in this village,"

"Oh at least I am of this world and pray tell otherworlder what you are doing in this world" she countered

My next word got stuck in my throat "I...I was r-riding and then something happened" getting bolder I finished my sentence with a bravado summoned from nowhere.

"Riding" she mocked "well then guest from the otherworld my master 'rode' you down to the world of Jia Yuan"

For the second time I was struck dumb, I have been behaving as if nothing happened to me as if just tomorrow things will still go as 'normal' as it can be, that's if you skip the part of the bag that can literarily swallow all things and puke them out good as new.

It all dawned on me and the sadness that had been denied for years burst forth as a question "why?" I asked face as dark as pitch.

"Why?" she asked mimicking my baritone

"It's because he wanted to take over your body and re-forge his cultivation so that he will live as both of you gain your name, personality, previous knowledge and what not so that ultimately, he will be able to hide from his fated foe, grow under their nose and slowly, like a snake constricts its prey, get them in his grasp".

"And my fate after he does that?" I asked my voice dull

"Well he didn't think you'll exist" she said nonchalantly

"To him just a means to an end is the essence of your existence" she continued "though that's how he behaves"

"And not that all the crazy man did is a failure,"

"A piece of himself is in you as we speak" she then guffawed

"Or do you think you were able to open the bag just like that"

"No the bag does not recognize anyone of us his disciples, only him" she dropped another troubling info again

" Wait a minute nobody should know about the..."

"Well I'll tell you the name of the bag if you still doubt me, it's called THE BAG OF UNENDING DEPTHS"

"It contains a 'normal space within the clause is that it shrinks what goes inside it"

'How did she know about it?' I thought ,shocked

'Did she saw those bloody uniforms?'

'Would she report me to the authorities that I was nothing but a looter that is leaving on nothing but the largesse I stole?'

I was on the verge of panic before something clicks "no wonder " I laughed darkly "no wonder I got a strong sense of déjà vu when I met you the very first day we met"

"No wonder I learnt martial arts so fast that my techniques reached the point it could not improve anymore without cultivating"

"After all there is only so much you can do ordinarily, but the day I did what shouldn't be possible with a normal human body and move beyond the set line of the techniques designed for normal people, I noticed something" I mumbled with a visage that seemed to have lost all hope.

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"Like I had an extra self guiding me, but who goes out babbling all of that to outsiders huh?"

"Wait a minute was that the reason that you were looking at me strangely when I was training?"

"Yes" she answered slightly flushed

"But, don't worry I am also here because of the things within that I need within," there she momentarily unsealed her cultivation reducing the scope to just the room and scaring the shit out of me.

"See, I'm stronger than even the clan in this area so much, that I can single handedly wipe them out" she bragged

" I'm impressed" I said still wiping the terror of my face and failing, of which she bore down her gaze upon me letting me know that she could have just taken what she wanted and leave no witness alive, but the blasted master of her's made them sign an agreement that bound them together for life.

Not to mention that he even made a plan for an eventuality like this, and now she is now stuck with this person who is more of not being her 'old master' than being one.

"Perhaps since you are not the old master, you might as well become the young master"

"I'll make you one, I'll cajole the scholar to the task, of making you one due to political reasons"

"Clans and smaller sects might not yield to you if you are just strong since they know the depth of what they are messing with and have backings of their own."

"But even if you aren't too strong and yet you have a horrifying or unfathomable backing you will make them easily vacillate to your whims."

"If this path does not work Song Zi Chen would not have won against master even if it's a narrow win"

"Master was strong very strong, able to skip realms to fight multiple people, people who should have been stronger than him combined fell like harvested wheat to him due to his personal power and techniques that are polished beyond perfection."

"But at the end of the day he alone wasn't enough, he fell not to techniques but schemes, betrayal because he was alone, betrayed by the elders of the sect, his sect and so did he lost."

"This at least was what I gleaned from my seniors that was captured during the war."

"You probably got this bag from one of my seniors that lost his life on the battle field and you even took his clothing too"

"Well, I was butt naked then and I needed some clothing too" I retorted " I mean he was dead and only his clothes was really neat without any dirt or bloodstain you know"

"Humph my 'big brother Liang is still so prim and proper till death huh" and then she gave me a disgusted look like I once raided her family's treasure vault.

"How will I not choose that" then in my defense I brought out some ruined uniform clothing and continued

"These will be discovered a mile away by the owners of this types of uniform or their allies what do you expect me to do especially when there is blood stain on it?"

"Fair enough, at least some brains was still left in your head when you woke up lest I find a dead body and no treasure bag"

"Why" I asked

"Simple," she replied

"Simple?" I looked at her askance

"You see mid transfer after the betrayal of the second and third elder, master self detonated, not only with his power but with the formation also to blow Song Zi Chen to the highest heavens." she explained

"But old Song certainly survived by the skin of his teeth, and not in good shape"

"The rest of his retinue alongside the traitorous elders got wiped out"

"In his rage he led a punitive raid against all who are still loyal to master killed big sis yin'er in one blow and captured big bro Jue Zheng and big sis Cao Wan'er"

"Big bro Liang Yun would have escaped Song Zi Chen but met with disaster midway probably due to carrying you along!"

"Now only big sis Cao Wan'er remains apart from me, sold as a cultivation cauldron to heavens knows who, and her cultivation will be extracted fueling another's."

"So how do I fit into all these debacle you mentioned since this so called Song guy that made a bounty so nobody alive saw me when I got punted into this world"

"Well there is divination they might not even know who you truly are, it doesn't matter, they've got lifespan in the thousands of years to burn"

"Now that's if it is a lone high level cultivator, I it is a group of cultivators like sects that's a different ball game entirely for they've got not just lifespan but a fuckton of resources accumulated over thousands of years to burn"

"Wait!, j-just for me, what did I do?!" as if slack jawed moment won't end today

"Oh you did nothing sweetie, you simply existed and there is resources, power, face and possible sect rank ascension is at stake, now that's your sin."

"Sects stop at nothing to gain one of the four but in your case there is more than one of those cases happening simultaneously."

As if that is not enough, she continued "this might be on their head every day and night for the first some years and gradually it will simmer down then the real players will then start their show, if they still can't find you, well cultivators though long lived dies and could hand over your capture to the next generation as a form of inheritance"

"So 'young master' while I have a powerful method of escape and concealment you on the other hand are as weak as a twig easily snappable, and once word got out about you or even the true nature of this bag you will be hounded all your life."

"And as a mortal escaping from cultivators will be nigh impossible and that is from the ones who are still building their qi root not the ones that has transformed their qi root into spirit root and accessed spirit qi."

"So any solution to this mess that I find myself in" I then asked

"Well, cultivate" she replied

"How?" I asked clueless to procedure

"Don't tell me it's only silver that you have been taking from the bag?" she questioned back

"..." a sheepish look on my face

"Oh my, you're such a dunce" she scolded

"Well I don't scold me willy nilly how do you want me to know what I naturally don't have any idea of" I whined

"Does cultivation not exist from the depths of hell where you were summoned from" she asked wanting to blast me some more

"Nope," I answered "and my place is not hell it's ea..."

"If it's not hell why are you so black, isn't it because you were burnt by the hellfire there so much that no soap and cleaning method could wash you clean?," she cuts in " maybe your answer will be cultivation she continued her words acidic, though she knowingly pulled my leg there

"We don't know what might happen you know, I might become blacker with more cultivation" I rebutted

"You'll become a shadow assassin then, maybe you have some natural affinity for the shadows" she pressed

"Ok!, ok!!, calm down before you chew me into pieces, I will cultivate but" I said giving up the banter that ensued after our 'heart to heart' talk

"Oh come on, don't be a slouch when you have a wealth that exceeds tier I sects" she goaded clearly enjoying the banter, not wanting it to end.

"Fine, tier I sects or not I've already told you that I'll cultivate, so how do we start?, when do we start?, can we start now?"

"And here I was, wondering when you'll get the gist"

"Tomorrow we shall begin" she declared, with that I shooed her out of my room to get some quality good night sleep, I was already groggy mid conversation anyways.