'Is that why you come? After leaving me alone all this while?' Amon thought. But he was not complaining. He preferred it this way. It would be more troublesome if he had to play son too often.
"They did? I thought they said the fight was an initiation that was customary to Lin children? A kind of rite of passage. Why did they bring parents to complain about this customary ceremony?"
"That is amusing. From where did you hear that?" Madam Lin asked.
"From an uncle called Lin Dong. He claimed to be one of your husbands," Amon answered.
Madam Lin frowned hearing that.
"Is he truly your husband? Should I call him dad?" Amon asked.
"There is no one that you need to call dad. I am your only parent," Madam Lin replied. She then stood up and took out two bottles. He gave them to Amon. "Use these. One is a recovery medicine, the other is an ointment to apply to your wound. You should heal up soon with these."
Amon accepted the bottles. He observed them and found them to be of higher quality compared to the ones he had used.
"Don't worry about those children's parents. I will smooth things over with them. You just get some rest," Madam Lin said.
"Thank you for your concern, mother," Amon said with a bow.
Madam Lin nodded with a smile. She seemed to be hesitating for a bit before she asked, "Is it true that you've beaten up Lin Wuli and Lin Xiaoying using tricks?"
"Was that what they say?"
"They said that you cheated and took advantage of them."
"Is that so? Do you believe I can pull tricks against those boys who are older and have higher cultivation than me?"
"It's the same unbelievability to say that you defeat them fair and square."
"Hehe, fair enough. Well, the fact is I do beat them and then they beat me back. Is it important to discuss how the process was? It's not like it matters what I say, they won't believe me over those children anyway."
"I will," Madam Lin said.
"Then I beat those two fair and square. Well, as a matter of fact, that idiot Lin Wuli allowed me a free punch. So it's not truly a fair fight, but that was his own fault."
Madam Lin smiled again. "All right, take some rest then. Do not worry about them."
"Thank you, mother," Amon said again, which Madam Lin replied with another nod before leaving.
Heh, he scoffed in his mind. Plenty of time to deal with those kids later.
*
Amon spent the next day recuperating and cultivating. He did not practice his martial arts or alchemy. Only after the second day when he felt his body had healed better that he spent some time experimenting with alchemy. He still did not practice martial arts until he felt that his body was healthy enough. He knew straining his body would instead cause further harm. His body was still a four-year-old kid's, after all, it was still in the process of growing.
He had concocted Madam Lin's drug a few days ago, but he did not give it to her yet. He would give it the next time she visited. He wanted to give the illusion that he was struggling in creating these drugs, so he could ask for more ingredients for his trials.
He had made headway at deciphering the first few pages of the 101 Primal Poison tome. The content was indeed profound. He was sure now that even Hei Pho did not comprehend the content of this tome. The poison expertise described inside was much more complex than what he saw in Hei Pho's skill. He deduced that Hei Pho must have continued to try to study this tome without success.
One of those first pages had especially caught his attention, as it did not describe a poison recipe. Instead, it taught the method of how to inscribe poison energy onto an object. If he could apply this method to his daggers, they would become much more deadly.
The method was not the same as applying a poison salve onto a weapon in which the poison effectiveness would diminish upon time and usage, but it was directly infusing the poison into the being of the object. Allowing it to become one with the object. In other words, the poison effect would be permanent. The amount of poison he delivered with each slash or thrust would not diminish over time.
He immediately focused all his attention on understanding this poison infusion method. After several days of studying, he sort of caught the idea behind this poison infusion method. He first had to gather the aether into a poison compound and guide the aether to carry the element of the poison. Once the aether had been transformed into a poison element, then he could begin to imbue that transformed aether into the object.
However, to do that he found out that he would need to learn the basics of engraving. Just like how his Swan Dagger was an engraved weapon. An engraved weapon was made by infusing aether into a weapon, but the aether used for this engraving was the natural aether. While the one he was studying was using poison aether. The engraving process, on the other hand, was more or less the same.
Learning this, he went and called for one of the maids. He asked which part of this Lin estate housed a collection of books. The maids informed him that each head of the houses possessed their own collection, but the most complete one would be at Lin Tome Chamber. It was where the Lin clan stored all their martial art, arcane art, and cultivation art books. However, not everyone could gain access to this chamber. There was a keeper that guard this chamber, only people with permission were granted access.
Asking to be permitted into this chamber seemed like a tall order, so Amon asked instead if Madam Lin was around, to access her book collection. The maid said she was inside her house but she usually didn't like to be disturbed at this time.
Amon thanked the maid and walked towards the largest house in this housing complex. The Madam had mentioned that he could come to find her if he needed anything, so it should not be a problem for him to head over.
There were strangely not many servants in the house, he would think that such a large house would require more servants. Perhaps Madam Lin had chased them off, the maid just now said that the Madam did not like to be disturbed at this time.
He saw no one was on the ground floor so he proceeded to go up. Madam's house is comprised of four floors. After going up to the second floor and walking around, he still saw no one, so he went up again to the upper floor.
When he arrived on the third floor, he heard some sounds. He went in the direction of that sound. As he got nearer, he started to recognize the sounds.
Heh, his mouth curved up in a smile. That's why she asked not to be disturbed. He continued to approach the sound until he stood in front of a door. The sounds of moaning, heavy breathing, and rhythmic slappings of flesh were heard.
Amon was hesitant on how to proceed. No way he was to wait here until they were finished but barging in now would be rude. He still needed this woman for now. After some thoughts, he figured that it was probably better for him to come later. He was about to leave when he heard footsteps coming. Another person had entered this house as well.
It was not long before the person appeared. Coincidentally, it was someone he knew.
Lin Dong stared at Amon. The older man was also surprised to find the small kid here. The surprise expression soon transformed into a mischievous grin.
"My son! Fancy to find you here," he said as he approached.
"I thought you find it weird for me to call you father?" Amon replied.
"It is, so don't call me that. But I don't find it weird to call you son."
"It is for me, so don't call me that either."
"Hahaha, like I said. You are funny. What are you doing waiting outside like this? It's going to be a while. Come, I'll take you in."
Without waiting for Amon's reply, Lin Dong just opened the door to the room and pushed the boy inside. In the room, there were three naked people on the bed. Madam Lin was with two muscular males. One male was lying on his back while Madam Lin rode him with ferocity. The other one was hugging the Madam from behind as he thrust her ass.
Amon must say despite the Madam appearing to be a middle-aged lady, her form was quite sensual. Her body was slim with no fat, while her breasts were large and firm. The two jugs bounced wildly as their owner rocked back and forth. This alluring form was normally covered by her robe whenever he saw her before this.