When the door opened, Cheng Dao startled Ming.
Ming asked, "What is it?"
Ming was shocked because these were pills used for cultivation and he got the meds from the first star, K.K.M.
In this world there are two types of pills, the first is the Qi Restoration Pills, and the second is a set of nine pills referred to as, "Stars." The purpose of these pills is to raise cultivation levels—which means, in short, to spur one's potential to breakthrough.
Ming looked at the many pills covering the ground.
Cheng Dao said, "Brother Ming all the pills belonged to the Master Yang."
Ming looked at Cheng Dao, and thought: Cheng Dao...I want to see below before I come out on the cultivation tablet.
Ming opened his eye to Qi a little bit, then looked back at Cheng Dao.
He was shocked. "This is not possible....
A Lust Dragon? So, this is what is all on the cultivation tablet? It is not a secret addiction, I was thinking he had an addiction to masterbating."
Ming's reverie was interrupted by someone coming.
The Master Yang had come!
A man in white clothes walked in with long shining golden hair and blue eyes.
Ming smiled and people....
Cheng Dao thought it.
whispering about his wealth and beauty.
Then Ming noticed Yang was gazing towards him.
Yang walked forward and called, "Cheng Dao, come."
Cheng Dao ran towards Yang. When he reached him, he bowed.
"Master Yang, it has been a long time since we have seen each other. How have you been?"
"Master Yang, it is an honor for you to inquire after my well-being." Cheng Dao replies.
"Enough of that... did you bring what I asked for?" Yang continues.
Cheng Dao hesitates for a moment, then pulls out something wrapped.
Yang sees it, then takes it and smiles with happiness.
He takes out nine pills and gives them to Cheng Dao. "You may leave."
Ming was confused about what was happening.
Yang looked towards Ming, and their eyes connected.
Yang was shocked. He saw a demonic figure in Ming's eyes: an expression of twisted evil, sunken eyes, and gray skin.
Yang collapsed in fear, his voice quaking asking, "W... w... who are you?"
Cheng Dao looked at Yang perplexed, saying "Master Yang, I'm Cheng Dao."
"I'm not talking about you," said Yang, "I meant the person behind you."
"Master Yang, this is my friend Ming,' Cheng Dao said, "He has some issues back home."
Ming smiled, said, as he held Cheng Dao's hand, "It was a beautiful night."
Yang stopped them. "Hold on… you… your name is Ming?"
Ming turned towards him. "Yes. What do you want?"
"Ming, where is your fiancée?" Yang asked.
"I don't know." Ming replied.
"You think I'm stupid? Lin has a magical artifact, and all of sudden, it disappears. Before it disappears, there is a dark energy around her. You…what did you do to Lin?" Yang asks.
"Okay, I was with her…but I left for thirty minutes. I returned and she was gone." Ming said.
"Why didn't you go back to royal palace," Yang said.
"Because I was afraid you would throw me into prison, accusing me…" Ming replied.
me of her murder. I simply fled. If we had switched places, you would have done the same thing."
Yang fell quiet. "Alright… you've convinced me a bit more. I'll do something unique today. Watch. This is all for entertainment."
Cheng Dao was hover over to Ming and whispered, "Brother Ming… who are you exactly?"
Ming smiled. "You'll see everything too. First, let see what Yang prepared."
Yang stood front and in the center,
"Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to apologize regarding the situation earlier. The truth of the matter will be revealed. With gratitude to the Lord King and the Demon Mountains, we have been officially protected from the Yusifar the Demon King. I would like to present an human sacrifice to the Lord King. Guards, present the sacrifice."
The sacrifice was a child.
All of the guests were horrified.
Finally, one person stood up, and said "This is monstrous! The heavens will not accept this!" Yang replied, "Sir, in martial arts, there is no such thing as \children,\ \women,\ or \old men.\ Anything that benefits you, as a martial artist, is fair game. Even if it is a child." Yang then stated, "Yes. Power is everything. Not emotions. Emotions get you nowhere. Now … let's light the fire and throw the child."
The guard lit the fire and threw it in without any hesitation.
The child screamed and tried to push, but he was pushed back down into the pile every time.
Yang then yelled, "Lord King. Accept the sacrifice!"
Five minutes pass, and the child turned to ashes.
Everyone stood in awe and shock, and still couldn't believe what they had witnessed.
Ming was smiling, and clapped congratulating them.
Yang was smiling too, and said, "Thank you all for coming. You can leave now."
Just like that, everyone left angrily. Except Ming. He was enjoying it quite a lot.
Ming and Cheng Dao left.
Cheng Dao stopped Ming nervously on their way home, and asked, "Brother Ming … what just happened? Is this a dream?"
Ming was smiling. "Forget all that. Tell me … what did you give Yang?"
Cheng Dao replied, "It
was… uhm…I don't know how to explain it."
Ming replied: "Don't worry, just tell (me. ~to me)~"
Cheng Dao exclaimed, "It was my sister's underwear!"
Ming was dumbfounded.
Ming wanted to kill him painfully, but before he could respond, Cheng Dao said, "Wait… Ming? What? Is this my writing level? Have I not written for a long time?"
"What do you think, should we ask for another contract?"
"To be honest, Ming, it is a good idea."
Ladies and gentlemen, I know you have read this text.
Don't worry, I won't ask for any money, but ~to ask~ deliver this message to your platform managers.
Dear managers, what do I have to provide to request a contract again?
More chapters? Better writing? Better conversation? What do you want?
And also… I havea a curious question for the readers: how many of you have more than three pairs of underwear? Just tell me in the comments.
To be continued…