1 The mysterious bead.

"Keep calm, possess the demons that ransack your heart. All things begin from one, all thing's end similarly. All that plots, must perform, else the Dao clears them from Heaven and Earth. As a borne child of the Dao you and all others will all eventually return to the Dao, yet as a corpse or as a God is up to chance and will. You speak of your deep affirmations, and announce your desire, then conceive such notions."

An Old man who's wrinkles soured his powerful looks was calmly instructing a young man of 17 years. The young man was fairly handsome, with snow like skin, red lips like blood soaked paper, and heavy muscles torn across his body. His bare chest sunk in, as a deep breath of chilly air that once filled his lungs now shot out in a puff of steam.

His eyes opened, and his two bloodshot orbs radiated an perfected sliver of divine light.

The old man smiled, his eyebrows lifting greatly, and his feet very nearly leaping from the ground.

The young man rose up, his dug his arm deeper into his body, then shot them forward. A small peal of thunder echoed from his fist touching the air.

The old man laughed, "Seventh stage of Martial Expert, and reaching the state of Thunder! My god, have the Heavens decided to fool this old man, or is my disciple far too charming to believe."

The youth hearing his master smiled, his master Lin Fan, had always been like that, a ball of appreciation and love in spite of the cruelty of the world and his overwhelming strength.

Yet he felt content, he had made his master proud, and earned the right to be truly acknowledged as the Senior brother of the younger generation. A sturdy back that held up the aspirations of the old, and the vision that enlightened the youth.

Wu Long, the sole disciple of the first elder of the Inverse Heaven Sect, and the grandson of the Patriarchs of both the Mystic Wu Clan, and the royal Huang Clan. A dragon among men, who soared without limit. Yet if there were to be said one flaw, it would be the young mans harsh arrogance and the spite he felt towards those he disliked. One especially known case was his former childhood friend, Ye Zheng. Ye Zheng was the child of one of the countless servants of the Wu clan, and used to be best friends with Wu Long. That was until Ye Zheng and Xie Lan, a girl he fancied, began to see one another. Wu Long took great insult to this, and fought Ye Zheng in anger. Yet losing, and even being humiliated by his former friend. As a result be suffered a heart demon, and it had taken two months to recover from.

Today was that day of recovery, and with it an unbelievable breakthrough.

Wu Long kneeled to his master, but his master stopped him.

"Is there still a need for such foolish frivolities between us?"

Wu Long laughed, "I have no way to repay your love master, I cannot help feel stuffed full with your affection. Master you must allow this student of yours to allow you a few wives, and children."

Lin Fan snorted, "As if I cannot collect such things with my own ability, but mind not that. With your troublesome ways who is to accompany you and protect your foolhardy head?

"Wu Long you may deny a thousand good intentions from others, but never mine."

Wu Long sighed, he undoubtedly felt his heart warm.

"Master you still treat me like a child, it has 14 years since your took me in. You must begin to treat me with belief."

Lin Fan softly spoke, ruffling Wu Long's hair, "You misunderstand my boy, it is not that I doubt you, but rather I know you will attempt to bare the burden of everything alone. You act all strong and powerful in front of others, but how can I not know how delicate your heart is? If not for your trusting and kind nature how could the betrayal of that bastard cause a heart demon. You are too good a child to know better, and you are too foolish a man to starve off the horrible weight of the world that rests on your shoulder."

Wu Long snuck in and hugged his master. His eyes closing as he felt the man he considered his father. The warmth he felt in his heart felt enough to climb higher and higher without issue, but Wu Long felt too ashamed and pathetic. He had brought innumerable problems to his master, and left him unable to have a life of his own. He loved having his masters attention all to himself, but he felt too guilty. Even though it hurt, he wanted to see his master happier.

Lin Fan sighed, 'Foolish boy, you are the greatest happiness this old man has had. You are my greatest treasure. If only to see you happy I'd sell my soul. Honestly I cannot help curse my foolish youth for ignoring and hurting this child when he was younger. Sigh what a fool to hurt this innocent child.'

Even now Lin Fan could remember, 13 year's ago...

It was snowing heavily, and even Lin Fan found it incomparably horrible, but due to being in closed door training he couldn't move. Yet to his surprise a four year old Wu Long actually trudged the freezing cold, to bring him a blanket and some wooden sticks to make the fire stronger. He then continued to come every day, making sure Lin Fan was warm. Lin Fan could feel his heart ache as he sensed Wu Long trembling, his fingers aching. That childs innocent face it was burned into his heart, and since then he accepted Wu Long into his heart.

...

At that very moment, a loud bell echoed like the run of ten thousand bulls shocking Wu Long, and his master Lin Fan.

The bell announced the birth of a Martial King.

While Wu Long and Lin Fan were surprised, they also felt comfortable, as another powerhouse meant that the sect had become more powerful, and while this meant Lin Fan as one of the two only Martial Kings would certainly depreciated quite a bit in terms of status, he felt more happy to know his home was better protected.

Wu Long carried such sentiment's.

They rushed to the Martial Pavilion, where the sect leader and the new Martial King should be.

...

"This... This can't be."

Wu Long muttered like a broken toy. His mind was beaten yet again into a stupor.

In front of him, standing atop a tall podium, a young boy the same age as Wu Long exerted the power of a Martial King, furthermore the woman wrapped around his arms, an excellent beauty, all of this served to humiliate and drive Wu Long mad. Yet what drove him to the brink of insanity, such that he bit down on his lips so hard blood rushed out, was the sneers and gawk of his peers, and the gloomy condescending sighs of the elders. Not only were they mocking him, yet the most cruel thing he had witnessed in his life appeared in front of his eyes.

His beloved master, the man that had taken care of him as if his own child, a smile always at the ready to comfort the occasionally sad Wu Long was currently forced by that bastard of a young man and the sect master to kneel!

Wu Long felt his heart beat irregularly, and an unwelcome evil brewed in his stomach like an accursed poison.

The sect master, Tian Yinzi, said loudly, "Old Lin apologize to young master Ye! You and your worthless disciple dared to interfere and attack this honorable sir, had I not taken in your status as a martial King before into account I myself would have rushed to kill you in reference of your outlandish behavior. Well, luckily for you Young master Ye has decided to be lenient and allow you to escape with a simple apology."

Lin Fan felt anger rush inside, he was tossed like a wet rag to the ground because of this snake like bastard, and his whorish daughters dildo.

"Like hell I'll apologize! Tian Yinzi do not go too far! Else don't forget I may not be able to kill you and this bastard, but I can definitely live! I will be sure to return this injustice back tenfold!"

Hearing this Tian Yinzi frowned, and pressed Lin Fan lower down.

Lin Fan echoed loudly, "This brat who had yet to wipe his mothers milk dares ask me the Fairy butcher to apologize? Forget it! Not only has he not reciprocated my disciples kindness and generosity, but even returned spite and malice! My disciple very nearly died, yet you expect me to apologize? Furthermore you Tian Yinzi, just wait for the Huang and Wu clans response for you breaking the engagement vow between my disciple and your unworthy daughter!"

Tian Hua, the said whorish daughter, she snorted, "Hmph, old Lin I really don't know what you see in that worthless disciple of yours! Yet please for your own mentality do not engage my husband, and your pitiful disciple in the same sentence. Furthermore why is our fault when your disciple himself decides to take a heart demon, we never harmed him! Laughable!"

Lin Fan was angered to death, yet as he decided to risk it all for his disciple and his own honor, he heard the concerned cry of his disciple.

"Master, please no more! Let me beg, I'm sure they will relent! I cannot watch the man I respect and love more than anything kneel, and I cannot dare imagine your heart and it's loving burn! Please master, forgive this worthless disciple for bringing you only endless trouble and pain!"

Lin Fan sank near to his master's, crying. He couldn't be bothered about Ye Zheng, Tian Hua or anything else. All he cared about was his master.

Lin Fan bore witness to his disciple, and pat his head. Brushing the long silk like hair.

"Disciple, I am the one who should apologize. With your talents, and will, only I should be blamed for you not yet claiming the skies. It is never the student's fault, only the master for not serving the student better. You are my child, while not in blood, yet in something deeper. You will surely ascend past all things, and within the Dao I shall bare witness!"

Before anyone could react. Lin Fan placed a golden talisman on Wu Long, and Wu Long dissipated in a spectacle of lights.

Yet before anything else, the thick rhythm of the Dao erupted like the drum of ancient Gods.

Tian Yinzi face fell, and he robbed Tian Hua and escaped as far as he could. The elders did the same.

Ye Zheng attempted to, yet a harsh aura held him down.

"To the bastard who dared hurt my child, as his parent I shall deal with you personally! Hahaha!"

Lin Fan laughed in madness, as cracks broke on his skin.

With a thunderous explosion, the Heavenly reaching mountain the Inverse Heaven Sects headquarters shook. The ageless pavilions, the sects countless facilities and a hearty bevy of inner, outer and core disciple all died in an nightmarish hell.

Tian Yinzi roared as his right eye was robbed of his, and Tian Hua lost her legs.

Ye Zheng who had barely made it out had lost an arm, and angrily growled at the sky.

"Wu Long, I swear on the Heavens to kill you for this suffering today!"

Meanwhile Wu Long who was teleported to an unknown location, filled with valleys of books and treasures slowly awoke his eyes.

Yet what immediately became apparent to his was the floating of a giant rainbow colored stone.

It spun around Wu Long, and abruptly began to cry.

It then shot into his forehead, digging through his flesh and carving itself into his soul. Unable to ever be extricated or robbed.