Hello you all! It came to my attention that, the way MC acts, bothers some of the readers. As a reincarnated soul who came from society where killing is one of the biggest taboo, it should be normal for Ezio to have some reservations when it comes to take lives. In 10 or so chapter, there will come a point where he is forced to think over his life desicions but I don't want to create a cold-blooded murderer who gets used to kill at the tender age of 10. So please keep on reading, I promise it will be satisfactory.
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At the summit of the universe, even the strongest cultivators of the peak were only aware of five Supreme Mystic Winds. These Mystic Winds were born from the peak of the Dao once comprehended by their creators. What Ezio earned from the mysterious pillar was Seventh Wind of Golden Roc. A wind that was lost long ago also no one ever heard before.
In the legends, Golden Rocs were the fastest of all beasts, where they could travel millions of miles with just a flap of their wings. The ancestor of all Golden Rocs once reached the summit of the Wind and Space Daos, and with it born the Seventh Wind of Golden Roc. Because not long after this wind-born, it was coveted by some other primordial legendary bird that created the strongest of fires. And with the clash of these two, the legendary wind was lost in time.
Ezio looked at the claw approaching with a killing intent seeping from his every pore. He was angry, angry at his naive self, and angry at these corrupted people. They killed one of theirs just to justify the action of killing Ezio. It was one problem for them to want to kill him. If they failed they would be punished severely, but if they could finish him off, the supreme elders would punish them lightly. After all, he would be dead anyway. What good killing them as well would do to the sect.
A wolf silhouette appeared on top of Ezio's head. Its bloodthirsty eyes looked down on people nefariously. It could feel the desolate anger its master was feeling. It hated everybody in front of him and showed its fang with a howl.
The golden hue started to surround Ezio's body. It was like an aura. People could feel it, but they could not see it. Everyone around felt their back cold for a second. As if they were looking at something ancient, a predator they could not stand against. Even Tian Xu slowed down for a second giving Ezio enough time to dodge the claw that was aimed at his head.
Ezio used everything. His Signium, his insights, and the Seventh Wind of the Golden Roc. He used everything he had just to survive. Luckily, he was able to dodge the deadly claw.
"Tian Xu! You shameless maggot and your worthless disciples killed one of yours, so you can justify your intent to kill me. You are the bottom of the men's treacherousness." Ezio gnashed his teeth as he spat those words. He was fuming with anger and hatred.
"How dare you sully our master you little bastard? How dare you call your elder by his name!" One of the intruders spoke with righteous air. But they were all trembling inside. Especially Tian Xu himself. When he attacked Ezio he used all of his strength because he felt Abbot was nearby. He had only one shot to kill that little bastard. If he could kill him all would be fine, but if by any chance, little bastard lived, he and his lineage would be doomed.
"This is enough now." came a calm voice scattered the nervous atmosphere. Everyone was calmer, and they looked at the man with reverence.
"Paying respect to Abbot!" Everybody clasped their hands and saluted the man.
"No need for unnecessary formalities. Ezio, come near me, let me see you." Abbot made a gesture to beckon him closer. Ezio obeyed and moved over to let Abbot look at him closer. He was pretty sure no one could see the wind surrounding his body.
Abbot checked all over his body with marvel but could not find anything at all except the invisible pressure tingling his spine.
"What a marvelous aura. Is this maybe one of the perks of being a mixed-race?" he thought to himself.
"Hmm. Hmm. I can see that Ezio's hands are still clean from the blood." Abbot said, and everybody staggered with this notion.
"So, what Little Ezio said was right?"
"It must be, Abbot can't be wrong about it."
"Yes, if he said Little Ezio's hands are clean from blood, it must be. If he didn't find anyone else to kill, he is innocent."
"It wasn't making any sense anyway. Why would anyone kill somebody and leave them in front of their front door?"
"Yes, yes. I never believed it either."
Everyone started to choose their sides after Abbot appeared. Now their thoughts were in Ezio's favor, but he didn't feel any better. No, he felt disgusted. These people watch Tian Xu kill him, and if he didn't have the ability to dodge Tian Xu's attack, he would be dead by now.
"Now, let's find the culprit," Abbot spoke once again as his gaze started to move on Tian Xu and his two disciples in the scene.
"You speak!" Abbot said as he looked at the strongest of the duo, and as he spoke an aura of battle god pressured everyone on the scene. It was hard to believe the man standing in front of them was the same man who calmed the air with a single word of his.
"Abbot, I— I was f— following Maste—"...
"Now we found and killed the culprit, let's finish this disgraceful show." An old voice cut in as he killed Tian Xu's disciple. Abbot looked calm, but Ezio was beyond mad. He was about to lash out, but a hand stopped him.
"What is the meaning of this, Supreme Elder Tian?" Abbot asked the person who had just appeared, Tian Yong. He was Tian Xu's uncle, his father's big brother. Strongest of their lineage at the Cleansing Buddhist Sect at the moment. His cultivation was at Qi Crystallization Realm like Abbot himself. But of course, Abbot was stronger. Otherwise, they would long overthrow Abbot.
"What meaning can there be? I was helping you to kill this disgrace and clean the name of our sect. How can I, Tian Yong, as a Supreme Elder let my Abbot dirty his hands with a scoundrel like this?" Tian Yong spoke with a righteous tone, but everyone understands what he did. It was clear that the disciple who had just been killed was about to speak against his master, and if he did, Abbot would have no chance but take an action against their lineage.
Abbot didn't say anything else, but his gaze drifted to the last disciple. The disciple's legs gave in and he collapsed to the ground. He was sweating profusely, and his pupils were as big as his eyes. His hand was twitching over his dagger. It was obvious he was oscillating between two decisions.
After a few seconds, his dagger left its scabbard and cut his own throat, as he was looking at Ezio with much regret. His eyes were beaming with a message as if he was asking for revenge. Of course, Ezio understood his last thoughts. He has been threatened by Tian Xu or Tian Yong to kill himself, or they would probably kill his family or lover.
How could Ezio not guess all these, but he didn't pity the man eying him on his death bed at all. You reap what you saw. Didn't your ancestors engrave this to the entrance of our sect? Karma is more real than what you all think.
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