Nameless Immortal

Untitled Part 18

Chapter 18 Surprise!

Swoosh!

He stabbed his dagger to where the whisper came from but there was no contact.

Was it my imagination?

The lamp was still on but he could not see anyone.

"Pffft"

A snicker sounded out.

"Who's there?"

He stood up and raised his guard while furrowing his brows.

"Zehahaha,"

A loud laughter rang but he could not pinpoint where it came from, the space in front of the door distorted and Old man Dan came out. He eyes were teary due to laughing so hard.

Veins popped out of Eznho's head and his hand was trembling. He could not control his anger and throw out the dagger towards the old man.

Swoosh!

But before it could reach him, it stopped mid-air a foot from the old man's face.

"Why so serious sissy? What's with the hostility?"

Old man Dan teased and grabbed the dagger.

"What kind of shitty dagger is this? How could you kill somebody with this cheap stuff?"

He scrutinized the dagger and lost interest then casually throw it back to Eznho. It was a casual throw but it was too fast for Eznho, it was even faster than the arrow that nearly killed him.

The hell?

Eznho was shocked but forced himself to dodge, he poured heavenly energy on his feet and leaped on top of his bed.

­Thud!

Half of the dagger's blade sunk into the wooden wall. Eznho's heart was beating fast and saw that the right side of his upper garment had a been cut.

He coldly stared at the old man,

"What are you doing?"

"Whoa, chill sissy, Are you that eager to kill again? I thought you would become better at fighting now that you have killed somebody."

The old man calmly answered and raised both his palms facing forward. He then sat on a nearby chair. Listening to the old man's words, memories came rushing to Eznho which made him uncomfortable.

"How did you know?"

He asked then pulled the dagger out from the wall.

"I can smell somebody's blood on you,"

Old man Dan answered nonchalantly while Eznho just stood there in silence.

"I told you before if you really want to pursue cultivation, you're gonna have to bath in your enemies blood. If I were you, forget about it and move on, you survived and that's what matters. Would you rather be the one dead? Tsk, what a sissy, if you can't handle the killings I suggest you stop early on and live a normal life."

The old man lectured Eznho and brought out a clay jar, half a meter tall. On top of the cover was a small brown leather pouch the size of a palm.

"I'm running out of time so I'll just leave the jar and the pouch here. You can only open the pouch once you enter the Halo realm. The jar contains something that can aid you in your blood and marrow cleansing. You can open it after dropping a blood on top of the cover. Let me remind you, once you decide to open the jar, you will owe me a favor."