Just as Fang Xiangjian was wondering what the flames in front of him were, a massive amount of information was transmitted to his brain from the flames.
It was neither words nor pictures, but more of a direct ‘understanding’, filling up his mind in a moment, making him understand what the purple flames before him were.
If you give up something, you will gain something in return. Make a wish, and if you can give up something of sufficient value, you can obtain everything you want in this world.
There were almost no redundant thoughts. Heavily injured all over his body, Fang Xingjian who had drowned in despair hollered his own wish straight at the flames.
“Power! Give me great power! A power strong enough to eradicate the whole of the Onassis Clan!”
In the next moment, an evil wholly encompassed Fang Xingjian. And then it was as if he could hear his own voice ringing out in his mind. Something was speaking in his voice.
“You can’t afford the price for this.”
Fang Xingjian frowned and he immediately recalled that he had almost nothing on him. How would he have items to exchange for power?
He asked, “Then what can I get? What can I afford? What can you give me? Something that can allow me to destroy the whole Onassis Clan!”
There was no reply, but an option appeared before Fang Xingjian, and it was the only option.
“Obtaining the topmost degree of sword arts talent in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants.
“From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” Fang Xingjian’s voice resounded in his own head.
“Hahahahaha!”
Without any hesitation, Fang Xingjian broke into a smile, “I couldn’t ask for anything better.”
In the next second, an inhumane pain fell upon him from the heavens, and Fang Xingjian could only feel how every single bone in his body and every inch of skin was being torn apart, pulverized and melted.
Fang Xingjian had completely lost consciousness as soon as it had begun, but the changes to his body did not stop. The purple flames soared into the skies, transforming his body, mind, and brain towards a unique direction.
…
Fang Xingjian’s brows trembled as he slowly regained consciousness. He immediately felt that his whole body was still cramping with waves of immense pain, his broken bones and injured organs rendering him immobile.
However, a medicinal smell came to his nose.
“Wuliwala, waliwula…” An old man turned over to look at Fang Xingjian, who was lying on a bed.
He spoke a lot, but Fang Xingjian could not understand any of it. However, he did not say much himself. He only stared towards the ceiling, as if he was no longer concerned with everything before him.
‘I’m not dead? Did I get picked up by someone?’
‘That flame, was it an illusion?’
‘But in this state, what can I do even if I survived?’
Despair, unresigned and emotions of fury kept surging in Fang Xingjian’s mind. But the next moment, disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Name Fang Xingjian
Age 16
Occupation Warrior’s Squire
Level 9
Strength 9 (3)
Agility 9 (3)
Reaction 6 (3)
Endurance 6 (2)
Flexibility 6 (2)
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Paradise of demons and gods[En]
Fantasy"Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and...