The Way Of The Sword

R-13 (Contains scenes of homophobia. Caution is advised when reading. Do not practice homophobia. Let us all be more decent human beings)

Doctor Mao had no idea that the Great Sects are preparing for the possible fulfillment of a prophecy that threatened to wipe out humans. If he knew that, he wouldn't take Shou Zuo's diagnosis with malice and not caring too much.

"Young man, you didn't exaggerate too much... I mean being young is good and I understand a bit of feeling lonely, but doing that with a man is not good, besides, this disciple is still Foundation Realms level, he isn't it's such a good regeneration,"

Dr. Mao started to say in a worried tone like an old grandfather, but his words were so charged with malice that they shocked the people in the room.

Wen Jie was at first shocked, so the doctor kept talking such nonsense, but soon Lan Ruan, who was accompanying the doctors, spoke up angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking! These are disciples of our great sect!" Lan Ruan said harshly, leaving a strong pressure on Mao's doctor's body that made him shiver with fear.

"I... I'm just saying what I saw in the exam... it's not my fault for the two disciples to maintain heinous acts..." Doctor Mao tried to defend himself, only to kneel down and spit blood on the floor after getting punched in the stomach by Wen Jie.

How dare that old doctor to tarnish Shou Zuo's good name!

It wasn't something Wen Jie could contain his anger even to hide his strength.

"What a tremendous force!" Lan Ruan thought of seeing doctor Mao coughing up blood.

It had to be said that Doctor Mao had a cultivation of Aurore Realms Core, which made him have a much stronger body than Wen Jie still in Qi Realms.

However, just by looking at Mao Doctor's condition now, one could conclude that Wen Jie was the one with superior cultivation.

Wen Jie had his hands shaking with rage, his body started to shake the energy of nature felt like it was out of control, Lan Ruan immediately worried about the young man, but before he could stop Wen Jie the door was suddenly opened and a middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed black beard and long braided hair.

"Sheng Jing," the middle-aged man said which brought out a young man with hair as pale as the threads of gold, soft blue eyes, and pitch-dark skin.

Exactly the appearance of a half-breed with a high-status devil.

This was slightly surprising when you know the context that devil's hibryds were seen by humans.

The young man appeared to be about 12 years old and wore snow-white clothes, over the clothes of precious fabric there was a tunic open to his waist in a soft shade of sky blue, the belt was of fabric in a precious shade of red with silver embroidery and at the end of the belt was a token made of precious jade and white in the shape of a lotus.

In the boy's fingers were silver needles and they were skillfully thrown towards Wen Jie, which made his nature energy calm down quickly. Wen Jie got dizzy and leaned against the wall.

Master Mao trembled on the ground scared, he took two pills for pain and to help restore his stomach that looked like it had been damaged by Wen Jie's punch.

"This old man probably doesn't know anything," the black-bearded man said seriously, slightly eyeing Doctor Mao still on the ground. The open door showed Zemin Yan's group looking in surprise at the old man who had just come down from the sky and opened the door.

Zemin Yan thought he would have one more verbal struggle to get into the room where his friend was being examined, but the sky glowed with a silvery light flickering slightly, floating around a middle-aged man with a long black beard wearing white clothes with a long green tunic open to the waist in olive green. .

The young man behind the middle-aged gentleman wore a similar outfit, only there were two silver hairpins with two violet ribbons that floated around the young man's handsome, delicate face.

What brought huge attention to the boy's features whose eyes are similar to the petals of cherry trees that gave a loving emotion to the already handsome face, but the blue irises eyes looked as pure as if he were untouched by the world.

As if the young man could see people's souls.

"Clearly the young man has his chaos energy in a mess... The strange thing is that it wasn't something internal that triggered this" the middle-aged man said just looking briefly at Shou Zuo.

The doctor's eyes were a deep brown almost black, but looking at Shou Zuo his eyes turned luminously blue as neon, which was a little frightening and strangely admirable.

Doctor Mao is a board-certified doctor from the border town, he held himself in high status as he lived in that little niche. He specialized in treatments for low-culture martial cultivators, which would be considered by most people.

Being invited by the Celestial Sword Sect made him a little more arrogant, he thought he could get along, but they gave him an unsolvable case... So he had to lie.

Clearly, this middle-aged man was someone the sect brought in for the purpose of humiliating him!

Doctor Mao was thinking darkly, observing how the middle-aged man behaved with "arrogance".

The young man named Sheng Jing had mysterious features that vaguely resembled the people who lived in the ancient ruins shortly after the creation of the great sects.

These were peculiar people who could be considered neither enemies nor allies, but they were frighteningly strong. Fortunately, they preferred to be in isolation.

Many centuries passed and the people of these people were forgotten, becoming legends told by the common people. However, doctor Mao heard from some patients that those people had once again seemed close to a ruin that had been invaded by demonic beasts.

Of course, all this, while beautiful, it makes the people think these little differences were too monstrous.

Doctor Mao agreed with these opinions, he himself felt that dark-skinned people were evidently evil and possibly spies for the Devils. That kind of person should be killed when seen, they can't breathe the same air like a pure and honest human like him.

Sheng Jing's beauty was too exquisite, despite his skin as dark as the moonless night, Doctor Mao felt a strange dėsɨrė rise within him.