29 I will take my revenge, Xia Yue
"Mother!"
"Mother! I promise!"
"No!"
Huan woke up suddenly as he was talking in his dream.
"Mother!" he muttered and shifted his focus to his side.
Then he saw two figures standing above him, and he was on the bed.
"Sister, is that you? Why am I here?"
He looked at Xu Luli and asked a question.
"You fainted after your opponent's attack. Do you remember?"
"Fainted…"
"Yes… I seem to recall what happened…"
"So… I lost…"
Huan spoke after remembering what happened to him, and then he became sad.
"Don't be that sad. This is just one fight. You still have an opportunity to pass the exam. So cheer up!"
The second person in the room, the handsome Xu Bao tried to cheer him up after seeing his condition.
"Thanks… Brother Bao…"
Huan smiled faintly at Xu Bao's support.
"Your next fight is approaching. Rest for a little while and recover your spirit power. We will call you when the time comes..."
Xu Luli spoke this time. She knew Huan needed to be alone for a bit. He needs to sort out his thoughts.
"Yes, sister is right." Xu Bao agreed to Xu Luli as always.
"Thanks," Huan replied to them. "I appreciate it."
Xu Luli and Xu Bao left the room after one another.
Huan started to think about all of the things.
He recalled his fight.
He was feeling sad about losing his first fight.
He knew he ruined it himself however he didn't regret what he did even one bit.
He would do it again if he could have the chance.
Because he loved his mom and treasured his promise to her, he hated the person who talked badly about her.
Now Lin Tian was the second most hated person on his list after them…
"I will take my revenge one day! From Them… And from Lin Tian too!"
He swore this upon himself.
It was unknown who was "Them."
"But for that, I need to enter the sect first."
He knew what he needs to do.
"I need to prepare for the next fight."
He spoke then sat down.
He started to recover his spirit power while cultivating.
He felt his recovery speed was higher than before and his spirit power changed a little.
But he discarded it thinking it was the aftermath of the injury.
But he didn't know that he would regret this later...
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In the podium.
Every elder was watching the ongoing fights with the Sect Master Feng Rong.
There was also Rong Yuan among them.
He seemed to observe the matches on the outside but in fact, he was doing something else.
Rong Yuan was talking with the system.
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(Author N: Sentences in {} are Yuan's words while the system's words are in the [] brackets.)
{Hey, system. Have you noticed anyone that met the requirements for the quest?}
[Yes, I have, host.]
{Then tell me fast!}
[There are at least 500 hundred of them. There are 30 or 40 talented ones but they are most likely will pass the exam. So you have approximately 450 cultivators to choose from.]
{…}
{Well I shouldn't have asked you about it. Thanks for the considerable information though.}
[Host, do you have someone in mind?]
{I'm glad you asked. I have. Surprisingly there are three of them.}
[Who are they?]
{First, a boy who has the 9th level of cultivation. He fought with a longsword and won 2 fights so far. But both his opponents were at the 9th and 8th levels. He has physical power. One disappointing thing about him is his intelligence, or IQ in your language, is a little… low... So I think. }
[Oh, his name is Zhou Wei. He is 14 years old. His IQ is about… as you said.]
[But he may be a good choice. Who is the second one?]
{Well, the second one is the boy who has the 10th level of cultivation. His talent is amazing. I think he will pass the test.}
{Or should I injure him so he can't pass the test? Then I can take him-}
[Host! You can't do that. It is a foul. You will fail the 'Quest' if you do that.]
{Ok, ok. I was thinking.}
[Stop thinking that. And who is the third one?]
{He is the one who got injured in his first fight. He is 8th level though… It is still acceptable. His attack and technique were powerful and unique too. The attack is like an arrow, huh? What a unique technique...}
[His name is Huan, and he is 13 years old. He may also be a good candidate, I think.]
{Let's watch the matches and observe. Maybe, we can discover another talent?!}
[Host, I think you need to read the contents of the Quest again. You have to turn your disciples into geniuses.]
"Next match!"
"Number 33 against Number 128"
Rong Yuan heard the announcement and looked at the arena to see who were the fighters.
Suddenly, his eyes started to tremble, and his hands also started shaking.
Then he calmed down, but his eyes and stare were frightful and scary.
Even the Sect Master and other elders were affected by the sudden change in Yuan.
{He isn't gonna go crazy again. Right?} thought the Sect Master.
-"Are you ok?" he asked Yuan.
-"Yes, I am. Thanks for worrying. I just had to remember an awful memory. That is all."
Yuan answered with a grateful voice. He was trying to hide his anger from them.
{Yuan, be calm.} He was saying the same thing in his head in order to calm down from his anger.
[Yes, you have to calm down. You will get the chance to pay back.]
The system also said encouraging words.
But the next announcement made Yuan lose his temper again.
"The fight ends."
"The winner is Xia Yue!"
The winner, Xia Yue was happy after her victory.
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Rong Yuan looked at the cheerful figure who was celebrating her victory with a dangerous look hidden in the depth of his eyes.
{I made a mistake in the past.}
{Maybe it was this mistake that led me to my death.}
{My mistake was choosing you!}
{I pitied you, yet you?}
{But, now I have a chance. To get revenge and correct that mistake.}
{I will take my revenge, Xia Yue.}
{Or should I say Yuer!}
{My first disciple, Xia Yue - Yuer.}
[...]
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Yes, Xia Yue was the disciple who betrayed Yuan in his past life.
She was Yuer in that life.
She changed her name as she wanted.
But... It was in another timeline...
Or it was in Yuan's past life. Yuan took her as his first disciple but...
He ended up dead.
Yuan remembered those times clearly yet he didn't try to forget them.
He decided to remember the mistake so he could never do it again.
