Red Strings of Connections

Chapter 58 The Signal Flare

Sitting at the dark cellar is the cultivator  who dub as “Moon Hammer Lord”, quietly letting the time passes, relaxing his bruised body while meditating, legs in lotus position, and his hands were behind him tied together using immortal-binding rope. His robe from Zhuque Sect which he fond of and taken pride on wearing were currently torn to ruin, which letting anyone to see the injuries on his expose chest, arms, and legs, even still he remain calm, or maybe the emotion that supposedly erupting for such state has already passed it’s prime, and now all that its left is tranquillity and calmness, which the cultivator were so sure that pissing a certain household that he proudly admits that he were enjoying despite getting tortured for weeks or months? He cannot tell how long has he been here, how long since the last time he feel the heat coming from the sun, or the natural breeze, instead of smelly smell of alcohol, blood, sweat and dirt.

At his first days in this state, the cultivator is having attacks on his head, the memories that he hated the most were resurfacing every single time he was being touched, yet his devastation of hearing the deaths of his siblings brought him back in reality. Soon, despite being still getting tortured in both mind and body, he way passes the fear and instead only felt anger for these people.

Right now, he’s basically saving physical energy and spiritual energy as he waiting for the right time, although he won’t promise that the Mo family will receive any mercy from him before he ever left.

Xingxiu Xuanyu opens his eyes as he hears the door open and footsteps enters the place, indicating that someone—with heavy steps, he is sure that it is the usual torturer of his who came in planning to do the same torture that they ben inflicting on him.

It is none the other than the tyrannic and thieving fatass young master of Mo.

Frown designed Xingxiu Xuanyu’s face when hears another sound along with the heavy footsteps; a ragararg-kind noise, a noise that was created by a wooden wheelchair.

Xingxiu Xuanyu’s hands tremble even he doesn’t want too – an old ancient memory begun to resurface once again, all thanks to the unwanted presence of the mastermind of his abduction.

The annoying noises has finally stop, yet he haven’t enjoy the quiet peace when another annoying noise has infiltrated his ears; the newcomer click his tongue in frustration. “You were still alive, I see. How annoying. Pests should have easy to kill!” Xingxiu Xuanyu ignored him.

Next noise Xingxiu Xuanyu hears have bring out terrifying memories, but he doesn’t let his emotion to show on his face, not letting them to smear on his pride even further.

“You’ve really toughen huh my beloved A-Yu. Before you were just “enjoying” our time in our little room, but now I could see such a strong defiance on you. Say, have my techniques no longer that great? Or this pig over here is not just cut out for it?” Silent is the only thing they have received from the cultivator. The man in wheelchair only breathe a laugh, “I see, the Zhuque Sect have really trained you great. Who it is? Wei Wuxian? Or maybe one of the proud Heads? Or maybe they bought a woman for you? Ain’t you lucky? The Zhuque Sect wasted money to help you.”

Xingxiu Xuanyu heaved a sigh of exhaustion, “Just what are you saying? The Zhuque Sect ain’t like that and they far different to you. Don’t put them in the same level as yours, Jin Guangshan.”

Jin Guangshan laugh heartily, “Oh c’mon, don’t make me laugh so much, it's bad for my condition. Well going back, of course they are  nowhere near my level, I’m much higher than to them, and to you too. So? Is it Tiao Reinshun? Does she felt good? How loud is her moans? Does her stamina strong enough to lasted until sunrise? Did she let you dominate her or she dominate you? Too bad she’s already dead, I no longer could try her out myself.”