God Slayer Chronicles 35 The Meeting

Sha Ku stuck his tongue out, feeling sick at the sight.

Poking the old man several times, until he finally awoke.

"Ugh, young master?! Young master, you're alive! I searched everywhere for you! How could you run off like that, this humble Tang almost had a heart attack, I'm far too old for these petty tricks." The old man blurted out all at once.

Raising his hand Sha Ku shook his head, with a crease formed from disappointment in his brow.

"Tang, you fool. What have I told you?" he growled a little to intimidate him.

"Sorry, young Ku, it won't happen again!" he shuddered, thinking back to his torture by the hands of this young man, after not obeying his will.

"Come, we need to get to the Night's End Inn, I doubt your brother would be forgiving as me. One doesn't ascend to a realm as high as his by being forgiving." Sha Ku shook his head tutting.

"You know big brother Mo's realm?" An Tang's mouth dropped open and hung there as he looked like a fool.

"I know what it isn't." Sha Ku chuckled in response as they started walking through the streets.

"What it isn't?" An Tang looked confused, as he held his back, limping in pain from the terrible night's sleep.

Sha Ku had a smirk on his face but kept silent. He knew exactly how powerful this An Mo was not and that's purely because he wasn't able to use his divine sense to locate him!

What significance did this have? Well, at the very least it meant that he was about to break into the Dao Realm!

Sha Ku couldn't help but sigh, he truly underestimated the peoples of this world. When one entered the coloured star realm, they'd attempt to grow as much as possible, then extinguish it.

After it had been extinguished, one would naturally start to excavate it, into a Star Palace. A Star Palace would have different qualities depending on how it was made and what the quality of the original Coloured Star was!

After one had excavated the Star Palace into nine layers, they'd begin the process of inscribing the understandings of their Dao onto the walls.

After one had done this sufficiently, they'd implode their Star Palace, shattering it completely.

From the ruin this causes a small seed in their Dantian to be produced, this seed was a Dao Seed.

This Dao Seed would be created when one entered the Dao Transformation Realm. It wouldn't last long as a seed though, as a pract.i.tioner's understanding of the Dao increased, eventually this little seed would form a tree.

As this tree grew and grew, it was called the Dao Establishment Realm.

When one's insight and understanding of the Dao increased the tree would grow, depending on their understanding of the laws.

Eventually, the tree would grow to the point it would bear fruit. This fruit would then be plucked, consumed by a cultivator, creating a Dao Domain!

This was a fascinating and extremely dangerous part of cultivation, as once a Dao Fruit matures several things could happen.

The Fruit could be stolen and consumed by another cultivator, allowing their insights into Dao Laws to increase exponentially.

One could steal the seed, and plant it in the physical world, forming a world tree.

Many old monsters would do this when they're at their final breaths of life. This is because when a world tree is planted, any cultivator that meditates under it will naturally have their insights into Dao Laws increase much faster!

Sha Ku knew that An Mo must be about to step into the Dao stages of cultivation, or might already be there!

If he was to take such a man as his master, it would obviously increase his prowess and opportunities exponentially!

Sha Ku and An Tang continued to walk in silence for around twenty minutes, while they drew ever closer to the Night's End Inn.

Eventually, they saw it. It was a small place, made of dark wood. It had mildew growing on some parts, and it started to smell.

"Your brother wanted to meet here?" Sha Ku turned to An Tang, wondering why a powerhouse would meet in such a discussing place.

Before he could answer, the door creaked open, and a shadowy figure stood in the doorway, "The young Sha Ku and Old Tang… The master has been expecting you."

He turned around and beckoned them to follow. As he disappeared into the shadowy room.

Sha Ku felt a slight tingling down his spine, as he walked through the door, not hesitating to follow.

With each footstep he took the floor creaked a little, causing him to wince and grit his teeth, "So… err… I never caught your name yet."

The hooded man turned around, his eyes resembling a viper's, "Master calls me Number One. If it so pleases young Ku, please call me Servant One." He spat out quickly, as he turned right up a dimly lit flight of stairs.

With each step Sha Ku took he still heard the infernal squeaking and creaking of the floorboards, "I bet n.o.body can sneak up on you with these about the place." Sha Ku tried to joke.

"Even if there wasn't, they couldn't." Servant One replied.

"Right…" Sha Ku nodded, finding Servant One incredibly uncomfortable to be around.

"Strange." Servant One stated.

"What's strange?" Sha Ku raised his eyebrow.

"Most Qi River martial artists can't stand to be in my presence, yet you seem to be unaffected."

"Oh, I'm sure if you were a tad friendlier, they wouldn't mind so much, try smiling more." Sha Ku rubbed his nose, playing innocent.

"That's not what I meant." Servant One stated while Sha Ku rolled his eyes, obviously knowing what he had meant.

After walking up two flights of stairs, the two of them came to a stop, while An Tang was nowhere to be seen.

"Where'd Caretaker Tang go?" Sha Ku questioned, while they approached a large doorway, with light flickering and creeping through the doorframe.

"Do not worry about the Exile, he'll be dealt with appropriately." Servant One said, in a cold voice.

Sha Ku couldn't help but shake his head. He knew what that meant… all that effort went into refining that soul seal, wasted. Unable to do a thing about it, he sighed, vowing in his heart that he wouldn't soul seal anyone without greater potential again.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Servant One lightly tapped the back of his knuckles against the door thrice, waiting for a response.

"Only the boy." The deep voice rumbled throughout the hallway, as Servant One took a bow, leaving the door for Sha Ku.

Sha Ku smiled, nervously. This was all very ominous, but nonetheless, he continued.

He walked up towards the pitch-black door, which seemed rotten to the touch, pushing it open gently, it swung creaking. In the middle of a small room sat a man, surrounded by candles. His eyes were like the night sky but robbed of all the stars, void of anything, dark and cruel.

His face was wide, and he had a long beard. His hair was thick and wavy, but grey, just like his beard. His eyebrows were sharp and clean and when he smiled his teeth were pearly white but jagged like daggers.

"Greetings Youngling." His cold voice shook Sha Ku to his bones.