The Way of the Sword (BL) - Chapter 161

The wooden puppet approached one of the disciples who have just made an attack. He held the hand of the 12-year-old, a girl named Ji Lien. A country girl from a small town in Deer County.

She came from a family of five younger brothers; she ate less to leave food for her brothers and mother. By chance or fate, she got a job as a blacksmith’s assistant, she didn’t carry any weight, but she helped the blacksmith to put the jewels and cores on the weapons with her small, delicate fingers. From 10 to 12 years old, she worked hard to help the family, the job wasn’t difficult and the blacksmith was a kind person.

It was these contacts with nuclei of beasts and items with Qi that made Ji Lien’s body nourish little by little. She herself didn’t notice anything, but one day when she was going to be robbed taking the blacksmith’s purchases, she ended up hitting the bandit and defeating him with just a push.

The good blacksmith realized that Ji Lien’s body resembled children and adolescents from noble families who came to place orders in his store. Fortunately, the blacksmith was a good person and took Ji Lien to the test at the Celestial Sword Sect in Village 10, which was very close to the small town where Ji Lien lived.

The wooden puppet was tall and sturdy, he had a cut face that was a little scary, the puppet looked almost human, and he even wore a light martial arts costume. Ji Lien shivered a little, but she didn’t run. She still had to get used to the wonders of the world of martial cultivation, but she couldn’t show fear, after all, this was the mysterious path she had to follow to give her and her family a better future.

The wooden puppet held the little girl’s hand and the other hand supported the back, straightening up, with his legs he adjusted the little girl’s short legs.

“Now feel my Qi flowing in your arms and hands. Don’t resist” the wooden puppet said very softly.

Ji Lien obeyed without hesitation, although her heart was beating faster than normal and her hands were sweating. As soon as the puppet helped Ji Lien to strike with the sword, a sharp sword Qi was seen and the massive stone floor was cut.

The little girl had her big dark eyes open with surprise; she couldn’t believe she had struck such a blow. Her hands were shaking because of the Qi of the wooden puppet that had opened her meridians with Qi himself.

Thus, Ji Lien opened the first acupuncture points of her life; she didn’t hear the vibration and applause of the stands, as the guests were excited to see a living, conscious and intelligent wooden puppet. She just stared at her small hands, until she was pulled by the sect’s inner disciple to leave the platform.

Ji Lien looked back and the doll seemed to look at her too, which was a strange and a little fearful sensation. For some reason she had a pop in her mind, someday when asked what her motivation was to become a Heavenly Blacksmith, she would remember that specific scene on the platform and the wooden puppet’s intelligent eyes.

The other eight disciples had similar experiences, but less intense than Ji Lien. However, people in the audience seemed eager to see the wooden puppet that was for Shou Zuo and Ping Yan-Taoque was set to a higher level.

Unfortunately, the audience had to be disappointed by Shou Zuo’s action, as the wooden puppet that looked like a superior technological robot, just smiled (which in a way was scary) and approved with 500 points and perfect praise for the attacks transverse-section of young coquette boy.

The audience was shocked and a little afraid of Shou Zuo, who had the energy of chaos and a monstrous learning talent. Shou Zuo left the platform as soon as they called Ping Yan-Tao, who was still stunned looking in surprise at the beautiful figure of Shou Zuo.

The candidates who passed the test were in a different place, which was a shame because Shou Zuo wanted to receive all the excitement from his group of friends. He paid little attention to the audience and the people around him.

“Does Wen Jie think I was nice? Did I overdo it? ” Shou Zuo thought a little nervous. Was he afraid of breaking Wen Jie’s trust or worse would the other man be displeased with him?

Of course, if people knew what Shou Zuo was thinking, they would surely vomit blood and cry for their mothers. Where is the warm-blooded young man who wants glory and reaches the top of the world of martial cultivation?

What’s with this pink thought thinking about the little boyfriend? Ah, the world was cruel, giving talent and beauty to some and leaving others with nothing more than a heavy heart to mourn.

“Next the second group,” Qi Meiying said to the disciples who were agitated again.

Of the first group only Shou Zuo and Ping Yan-Tao passed the test successfully, of course, Ping Yan-Tao’s performance was just slightly above average and enough to pass, that is, he had only scored 150 points.

“So this is my turn, wish me luck!” Hu Dewei said confidently. Although he was a little surprised and excited that the wooden puppets were far beyond his imagination, he still thought it was going to be a walk in the park. The confidence of someone who came from a wealthy and superior family; he who had a firm cultivation base.

“Buddha doesn’t need luck, he is his own luck” Quian Dalai commented acid poking Hu Dewei’s rotund body. Fortunately, Zemin Yan covered Quian Dalai’s mouth, so, that he and Hu Dewei wouldn’t start fighting at that moment.

“I … I’m going too,” Xiong Jia said timidly. Surely she was afraid of the stage. The 12-year-old girl had never seen the world and lived as a beggar after the fall of her small clan into the forest.

“Go on, big sister, we are cheered up for you!” Zemin Yan said trying to cheer up the young woman that despite being cleaner and in better clothes, she still had sickly yellow skin, very thin, and looked like she was going to fly out of the wind.

Chu Yue patted Xiong Jia on the back to give a little strength; the girl was shaking a little which was unfortunate. Xiong Jia took a deep breath and followed Hu Dewei to the platform.

“Isn’t it the stinking girl in the morning?” one of the novice disciples commented as soon as they saw Xiong Jia and Hu Dewei climbing the platform.

It wasn’t strange to have some people commenting given the large figure Hu Dewei and the thin figure of Xiong Jia, when they were walking together it seemed very strange and called attention.

“She had better give up, she’ll just be ashamed” someone commented and other people laughed.

“Many people talk too much. She is at least trying, even if she fails, she will often be better than certain cowardly people who only speak behind the back of others” Zemin Yan commented acidly, which was unusual for the young man.

Zemin Yan had this philosophy of being discreet, so he rarely cared about the provocative comments against him and his friends. However, he felt very angry to see other people mocking Xiong Jia’s courage.

“What do you have to do with this? A poor person defending another poor person, you must unite and play beggar and not go to a Great Sect” one of the people who were laughing commented viciously, only there was no laughter or mockery from others to accompany his acid words.