The Yao Emperor and His Human Doctor.

Chapter 44 - In Front of the Enemy

Ren Shyu flinched imperceptibly. He never imagined hearing something like this. There was no anger, hatred or any other explicit negative feelings in the way those words were said. It was a finding as objective and clear as a surgical cut.

Su Ning crossed his arms and tilted his head. A strand of hair fell across his face. "I think I'm in the position you wanted now. What do you want from me?"
"Yes. Your impassive manner is unforgettable, Dr. Su, or should I say, Second Master."
"Cheng Doi was the second master."

"Yes, just in appearance. After all, you insisted that you wanted to be a doctor and never accepted this position in the Sect. Furthermore, you were afraid of hurting your shixiong who was the first disciple. But he knew after all. How could he not know? Tung Shiu trusted more in you than in him."
"You seem to know a lot about Cheng Doi. I can't imagine how you got so much information."

"The doctor doesn't need to go much further. This first disciple and I talked a lot in the past." Yao laughed.
Su Ning did not change, but Ren Shyu reacted to the provocation.
“You were in cahoots with a cultivator during the war!”
The yao let out a mocking sigh.

"Oh yes. I expected Deng Choi to know the complete technique of creating spiritual swords. But he only knew half of it. Tung Shiu didn't trust in giving him the entire teaching. His sword was only ready because the master was helping to do it. Unlike Su Ning, that weasel preferred to teach him step by step... how much injustice poor Deng Choi suffered..."

The yao smiled cynically but didn't expect the reaction Su Ning had. He let out a low laugh and ran his hand through his hair.
"I don't believe it. Have you really been after me all this time for the spirit weapon creation technique?" He became serious again. "I'm sorry, but not even going back in time with this curse will it be possible to recover it."

The yao looked at him now, also seriously. "How can you be sure of that?"
Su Ning pointed to the scar on his chest. "You may have taken me back to my childhood, but the scar has always been here and my spiritual core has remained the same as ever. The memory curse is an illusion. One's true state will not change. I have destroyed my memory of the technique to a spiritual level together with the Hēi'àn of dīyǔ [1]. There is no going back to this. You just wasted your time."

The yao shook his head: "I never thought you could do something so stupid."
"I think it was a good decision."
"Really? Now I have the power of more than a hundred yao. How can you who don't even have a spiritual weapon to conjure now beat me?" All I have left is to just kill him and use his soul to try to reproduce that sword using traditional methods."

Ren Shyu shuddered. Creating a spiritual weapon in this way entailed torturing a person to death. Su Ning, on the contrary, didn't seem to worry. The yao was enjoying this calm posture.
"Let's see if you can stay alive and protect this daring young man."

Ren Shyu was shocked, he was being treated like deadweight??? He opened his mouth to protest when he found himself surrounded by shadow clones that were ready to tear him apart with their claws. However, the moment they charged, they were blocked by a barrier of strange, white and luminous bamboos, which grew to a height of more than a zhang.

Surrounded by the protective barrier, Ren Shyu could not be hit or leave, the bamboos grew indefinitely whenever any shadow tried to overcome them.
Ren Shyu peeked through the gaps in the bamboo, he wanted to be more useful but at that moment he recognized that he was in the middle of a fight between giants. All he could do was watch and hope that help arrived.