Fusu sat on the front steps of the house. With two swords in hand, he thought, ’Just as I suspected—high-level human-rank artifacts...’ Lost in thought, he stared at the broken sword’s hilt beside him. ’So how on earth did that boy shatter this sword so effortlessly...?’
He set one sword aside and picked up the other. ’And what sort of flame could someone who didn’t even seem to use Qi wield so powerfully that nothing remains of its target, someone near the Golden Core stage...? If he were truly at Nascent Soul, I’d understand. But he’s only at Golden Core, and not even using Qi...’
’The mastery he showed over such a fierce fire... If this boy really has nothing to hide, wherever he goes he’ll be hailed as one of the greatest geniuses. (Sigh) Or perhaps one of the greatest monsters...’
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Breaking the silence that had hung in the air for minutes, the bird spoke up:
— Since we all agree, why don’t we seal the contract right now?
Noah, still lost in thought, lifted his head and replied:
— Not all of us. She hasn’t agreed yet.
"I won’t agree," the serpent said, resolute. "I still don’t see why you’re trying to bargain with this human. It’s not like they ever honor their pacts."
Noah rose to his feet, offended.
— What do you mean by that? Don’t judge someone you barely know. I don’t know—or care—what they did to you years ago. But when it comes to promises, I move heaven and earth to keep them. Especially if I owe someone—because I hate being indebted...
He crossed his arms and averted his gaze.
— And it’s rich hearing you say that after you left your own son in my care...
His words drew from the serpent a look sharp enough to pierce steel.
Lifting her head, she fought to mask her irritation:
— You hate being in debt...
A small, almost mocking smile curved her lips.
— That’s exactly what he told my mother...
"He...? Who?"
"Likely the man who led those who tried to kill us," the bird answered.
After a moment of silence, feeling compelled by their serpent set herself to speak:
— In those days there was a peace treaty. A treaty that stated no human should hunt a beast in our forest. And likewise, no beast should kill a human unless he was trespassing on its territory... But that’s exactly what happened. One day, an ordinary human stumbled into the forest in desperation. His clothes were torn, and his body bore numerous wounds. Other men chased after him, and when my mother—who was passing by with me—saw this, she, with a single sweep of her tail (which was at least dozens of times larger than mine), slew the men pursuing him and made the grave mistake of saving that human...
Noah frowned. "Your mother saved a human...? And why would she do something so foolish?" His words startled both creatures—after all, he himself was human.
"I asked her that," the serpent replied. "She looked me in the eye and said, ’That human posed no threat to us. Besides, being hunted by your own kind—doesn’t that feel familiar?’"
"Familiar? Have you ever been hunted by your own?" Noah pressed.
"Let’s just say those with dragonblood..." She glanced at the bird. "...or even phoenixblood aren’t exactly welcome among the beasts."
The bird fell silent. Encouraged, the serpent continued:
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