Visitors

Although, the only terrifying thing about the Bright Tiger was that he was ruthless to himself and extremely suicidal. In his fight with Yan Wu, he had exhausted his energy while Yan Wu still had enough to keep him running for a few more days. He was not disadvantaged in this clash because he had huge attainments in the way of the sword, he was only a step away from comprehending sword intent after a decade of devotion to the sword. The unknown deterrent remained his inability to cultivate from childhood. His 'uncle' and 'elder cousin' had been indignant on any slight deterrence to it.

In certain occasions, he had thought he could sneakily achieve this and was always very close. However, like a ghost, Bai Qing or Bai Yunxiao would appear and readily dish out 'punishments'. He couldn't even figure out how many times he had been sent to the Tiger Hearth Cave for reflection for a few days at most. Once, he had asked Bai Yunxiao about the reason for his state, however, Bai Yunxiao's reply had been for him to wait a little longer till he was sixteen.

With the definite time mark established, Xiao Ming no longer bothered anyone and began practicing martial arts more devotedly as he waited for the day he would soar the skies as a cultivator.... looking down on the world. Since then , he began honing his sword skill - Tiger Searing Sword. This was the sword skill that had turned him famous even as a mortal. It was a martial skill of the highest rank without use of spirit qi and had been given to him by Bai Yunxiao.

Even before the promised time limit elapsed, Xiao Ming continued building a firm reputation in the Moon Drifting Town. All villages he treaded, ended up being purged from beast rampages and criminals. His fame and name continued to soar and soon reached some other towns within Clear Water City. Later, he succeeded in an exchange between a peak stage Spirit Condensation warrior of the Hai clan. Hai Muyu as known was a powerful warrior but he suffered defeat in the hands of a teenager.... How awful! The fight was as grave as usual and both sides inflicted heavy injuries to themselves. Strangely, after this incident, little had been heard from the Bright Tiger. Rumors had it that he was still nursing his injuries from the previous battle. However all of that was half-truth and some wild guesses from gossips.

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After coming out from his relish in the past, Xiao Ming walked in strides towards the Bai Clan's space from the Wild Beast Mountain. Along the way, he chances upon a scenery filled with pure roses and pellets floating slightly in the winds. Sitting on a lotus position, Xiao Ming relaxed his mind and devoured the natural feeling of spiritual energy around him. His countenance turned bright and he even had a tinge of red on his face but it cleared away almost immediately. He brushed that aside and reined in his thoughts with a broad smile on his face. Although his present thoughts could not be heard, a light of longing flashed through his eyes.

"Little Ming, we have visitors from the Shen Clan, please come along quickly" a calm yet familiar voice disrupts the atmosphere and Xiao Ming turned his face of fury to a calm figure behind. The figure seemed to be smirking with expectation but his smirk flushed Xiao Ming's angry blush.

"Visitors? Alright then, I guess its no trouble to go see our visitors anyways" Xiao Ming got up without delay and traced his steps to the calm figure.