Wei Kang immediately opened his eyes and shot up, finding himself in an unfamiliar place that he couldn't seem to remember. Wei Kang was lying on a large ice-cold rock and what surrounded and filled him were, blooming flowers and the scent of blood.
Wei Kang gazed at the elegant flowers in his right hand and there seemed to be a trace of blood splattered onto its beautiful petals. The scent of blood was strong and went right into his nose, the metallic scent was coupled with a somewhat rotten smell. Wei Kang, then felt something wet on his left hand.
Wei Kang was stunned to find himself, lying in a pool of blood and his left hand was pressing against his abdomen. Wei Kang moved his left hand, to see if it works and it did. Wei Kang then clamped down his fingers, moving around and stretching it while his other hand was still holding on the flower.
The beautiful flower in his left hand was a white orchid. A flower that symbolizes love and beauty, even a symbol of a married couple, it had a drop of blood still. Wei Kang was holding it for a reason and the reason was obvious, it was for a specific person. Wei Kang still held it even he was lying in a pool of his own blood. Then Wei Kang released his hand slowly and the flower was blown away by the wind, causing it to fly off to the far distance.
Wei Kang held his abdomen and felt blood stopped oozing out from the deep wound. The wound was a deep stab in the stomach. Wei Kang felt complicated and it was soon replaced with extreme anger and humiliation. He felt as if his eyes were about to pop out.
Where the f*ck am I? Why am I lying in a pool of my own blood?
Wei Kang then remembered the vicious looks from a week ago and he only remember blurrily, not as clear. He remembered the words they spouted before he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber.
'You'd actually think she would sneak a glance at you.'
'You are nothing but a nuisance to this world.'
'An idiot like you would never get a chance to catch her attention'
'After this, you'll live on peacefully considering how fucked up you already are.'
Those vicious bastards stabbed Wei Kang into the stomach and proceeded to destroy his meridians to make sure if he didn't die, he would at least come back as trash, mocking him for his attempts to catch that person's attention. The current Wei Kang couldn't help but also mocked his past self.
'If you can't get a girl, why don't you just give up. Now I have to deal with the mess you made for simping for someone who is way out of your league, dumbass.'
Wei Kang felt the urge to punch himself in the face.
Now that I am here, I will repay you for this body by killing these mortal people for you but I can't guarantee that your love will be safe. I'm a vicious and cruel person, I'm willing to do everything to get my hands on power and even to the point of hurting your loved ones and sacrificing your feelings.
Don't worry, I will mentally break those murderers and then I'll kill them in a way that the gods feared to even look at.
This was a warning to his past self, that the current Wei Kang was willing to go such lengths to get control and become the most powerful. Even if they were dead, Wei Kang didn't care for anyone but himself at the moment.
As a gift for myself and yourself, I'm bestowing this body the techniques that I, the Demon King have been cultivating for thousands of years and they are, The Wrath of Buddha and The Perverted Soul Extinguisher. Techniques I created to deal with the Buddha who has been chasing and pestering me for years.
When I lived as the Demon King, I was chased and attacked by countless of legends but they all died in my hands, using the cruellest way to exterminate humanity. I was deemed as the abomination and a curse to the world but I did not care, I had everything I ever wanted and that was power. I held the world in my hands and with a snap, they would wither away like dusk. The Buddha despised my existence and made countless attempts to annihilate me and my influence on the world. I found a sect that practices the Dao of The Devil and the gods hated me even more.
I even slept with the wife and the many concubines of the Lord of Light, just to spite and see the hideous look on his face. I get enjoyment from watching others suffer, I am the Demon King after all.
I couldn't care less about their opinions, but somehow I died and transmigrated into a fool's body. I'll take it as a punishment from Buddha as nothing will stop me from achieving my goal. I also cultivated a particular art that was inappropriate for most cultivators.
In this world, there is no good and virtue. We eat and kill to survive, even the greatest of heroes have killed and destroyed families.
Wei Kang then took off his clothes and checked his abdomen, to find a large bloodied wound upon his fit stomach. It smelt like rotten flesh and Wei Kang quickly jumped into a nearby lake, floating around and looking at the sky filled with billions of stars. Wei Kang proceeded to check his reflection with the water of the river, he was indeed amazed.
His face was chiselled out perfectly coupled with sword-shaped eyebrows, thin lips and a high nose. His eyes were like obsidian, deep and sharp. His skin was pale from lying dead for a week but his appearance could be said to be of a women-killer, his physique was a bit frail and pale. It could be said his features were still immature and a bit feminine with his long black hair and white skin, making many men and women envious.
'You could've had any woman you wanted but you chose to chase after a girl's skirt, I couldn't think you could go even lower than this.'
As he went into the lake, the wounds seemed to heal completely and left behind a large scar, indicating that he had been murdered. Wei Kang then closed his eyes and proceeded to circulate his Qi. Light shrouded him and dissipated after a couple of seconds.
Wei Kang opened his eyes slowly and a red glow could be seen inside his pupil, Wei Kang smiled coldly and laughed. Wei Kang was amused with what he just saw, this guy cultivated the most useless technique he has ever seen. No wonder, this fool died a pathetic death.
Cultivation Base: Body Tempering (Middle-Stage)
Technique: Earth Harmoniser
Attribute: Earth
Personality: Naive, Stubborn, Kind and 'In Love'.
'Should've added stupid to the personality traits.'
'This dude, what the f*ck is he even doing with this life? Dear Lord.'
He cultivated 'Earth Harmoniser', one of the most useless technique in the history of Martial Arts. Its purpose was just to make peace between elements. It governs the Spleen, Stomach, mouth and muscles. Its negative emotion is anxiety and its positive emotion is empathy.
"Humph, weak."
Wei Kang decided to cultivate Earth and Fire as a facade to hide his true element, Darkness. Darkness is the opposite of Light and it symbolizes evil and menace. Those who cultivate Darkness are considered Devils or Demons. A threat to every cultivators and gods.
Wei Kang couldn't possibly risk himself by getting chased in a weak and mortal body. Bestowing the technique upon this poor human was the only way he could live longer. Now, the real game begins.
Wei Kang got out and dressed in the same clothes he was stabbed, his eyes darken and he smiled wickedly. Wei Kang wanted to see the looks on their face to find not only is he not dead but stronger than before.
Revenge is a dish best served cold. Vengeance is not the less certain because delayed; that revenge is best that walks with feet of lead, but when the time shall come, strikes with a hand of iron.
Like I said, I will mentally break those bastards and kill them in the most vicious way possible without getting caught.
His eyes shone a red colour as he stared coldly at the village, he muttered sadistically.
'This is only the beginning, my friends. This is where the real game really begins'