"Baa baa... baa baa... baa baa..."
The cries of a young shepherd's sheep echoed across the usually tranquil mountain range.
Li Qiye crawled to the top of a cliff with the cold night's breeze violently blowing against his body. His body was currently drenched in perspiration. At thirteen years of age, a little boy like Li Qiye was using all of his might to climb this mountain range — this scene in the night sky would give a macabre sensation to just about anyone.
Although the night was quiet, Li Qiye's mind was being tormented by a flame of uncertainty.
Coming from a poor family, his parents were both peasants. At the age of seven, he began his life as a shepherd. His family name was Li; his name was Li Qiye because he cried for seven days and seven nights after birth.
Today, he had completed his daily tasks. However, during the approach of dawn, he noticed that he was missing his leading sheep. While filled with worry, he rushed back to the mountain range to search for it. After seemingly scouring the entire mountain range, he still couldn't find even a shadow of this sheep.
Thinking about the missing sheep and its evil owner, Zhang Dahu, Li Qiye feared for the worst in his heart.
Suddenly, Li Qiye thought of one place where the sheep might be. There was only one location that he didn't search — the Immortal Demon Grotto!
As he looked towards the Immortal Demon Grotto before him, he noticed that the mountain range in the dark night resembled a fierce beast from the ancient Desolate Era; its mouth appeared to be gaping, hungering for human flesh. Hearing the howls of wolves resound from all around him, he couldn't help but shiver in fear.
The Immortal Demon Grotto was considered a cursed land in the surrounding area. Legend states that an evil demon presided over this location, a demon who instantly consumed any trespassers. No one had ever made it out of the cave alive.
At this moment, the sound of Zhang Dahu's whip reverberated in Li Qiye's ears. If Li Qiye truly lost the sheep, then Zhang Dahu would definitely whip his flesh to tatters.
Having reached this point, Li Qiye gritted his teeth and approached the cave.
His body disappeared in the night.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh...!"
The calm night was interrupted by a young boy's miserable scream.
Li Qiye's frightened voice rang once again: "You, you, what do you want? ... Ahh...!"
Suddenly, the screams came to an end.
An unknown amount of time later at the depths of the Immortal Demon Grotto, the silence was broken by a menacing voice: "Good, good, good! My immortal Dark Crow has finally been completed. Since only a soul was missing, today, I will conveniently borrow your soul for a little bit!"
"Phwoosh... phwoosh... phwoosh!"
A moment later, as each flap loudly resounded, a strange, dark crow flew away from the Immortal Demon Grotto.
"Fly, fly, fly! I will use your soul to find all the Forbidden Burials. Fly across all the lands! As long as the Nine Worlds exist, I will find you again!" From the depths of the Immortal Demon Grotto, the heavy voice came out once again and lingered in the air.
From then on, throughout this heaven and earth, a Dark Crow flew across the planes. From heavenly cities to the most dangerous reaches and secret areas, it flew without a free will straight through the Nine Worlds for eras on end.
As time passed, millions of years came and went. A new peerless master would rise as another fell. Slowly, the crow would disappear only to reappear later on. It wanted to escape its master, it wanted to find a purpose to its life.
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Emperor's Domination
FantasyA boy that was imprisoned for millions of years had regained his mortal body. He became a disciple of the declining Cleansing Incense Ancient Sect where its patriarch used to be his disciple. Now, he will bring this sect back to its former glory. Th...
