The Way of the Sword

The voice of the mirror was silent for a moment, Zemin Yan felt a little nervous about this silence, he still remembered that the masked man had said this was a cursed ring!

"You heard from that person that this ring is cursed. Do you know why people consider this ring cursed? "Asked the mirror voice very seriously.

"I don't know much about this ring, just that my mom and dad had one each. When I was 5 this ring was in my body when I woke up alone in the woods, with the power of my thinking I could access it, but I didn't even know how I knew it! Then I explored the ring little by little, so I found that I had a lot of restrictions on a number of rare items, while other things, though very precious I could access…"Zemin Yan narrated a little about his short life and his little interaction with the ring. 

"I know about all this. But even the so-called Elder Han who also has a ring he doesn't know much about the existence of ring souls. This ring belonged not to your father, but to your mother. She was one of the most powerful cultivators I had ever seen in many centuries, she also had a very kind heart, despite being very wild…"The mirror's voice spoke very softly as if I missed that distant time. 

"Did you meet my parents !? That…"Zemin Yan was surprised after he mentally depreciated himself, it was so stupid not to ask about his parents early on, who would know better about his parents than the ring that had been with them for many years ?!

Of course, Zemin Yan had other things to worry about at the moment, but a kid with a 10-year-old wants to know more about his parents and family, so it was impossible for this young cultivator not to be anxious about it.

"We can talk later, now it's urgent that we save this person! If you no there save him will be terrible consequences! That's what I wanted to address, the rings are called cursed for a few reasons, one of them is when the new owner doesn't fulfill the last wish of the original ringmaster. Saving the descendant of this original master is the price to be 'guided' by this original master! When this promise is not fulfilled, the ring automatically kills the new owner! Quickly this person's life is on the line! Don't worry this person can't steal the ring, even if he takes the ring, that ring will automatically come back to the owner! "The mirror's voice sounded urgent.

"But if I leave, how can I get in touch with you again ?!" asked Zemin Yan also anxiously, how could he let the chance to know more about his parents escape like this. Elder Han might know about his parents' youth and other things, but not how they disappeared or the reason for their possible deaths!

Yes, between saving a stranger's life and knowing about the possible cause for the death of his parents, in the heart of Zemin Yan the latter was his greatest wish. There is no way to charge a child for control of his desires. 

Even if it seems extremely selfish this kind of conversation between Zemin Yan and the soul of the ring.

"No need to worry about the function of my consciousness has been released. One of the release requirements is to find a descendant of the original master the other requirement is for the new master to reach the middle level of the Emperor Cultivation realm "the mirror voice although anxiously explained everything calmly. The first requirement requires luck and the second requires a miracle!

"I get it! So I'll go now! "Said Zemin Yan more relieved, but acted in a hurry as he had to save this masked person otherwise his own life would come to a tragic end. 

"Oh, what's your name?" Asked Zemin Yan as he felt his consciousness return to his body.

"My name is Hu Zhi" the mirror's voice sounded rather weak, but Zemin Yan could hear it all before returning to his body. 

When he opened his warm brown eyes the sight before he was still the same, the weather froze and the white-robed man bruised and bleeding red and black. Zemin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, because the frozen weather meant that this person was very much alive, but he soon realized that there were some subtle movements inside the carriage, as if the weather soon returned to normal.

Zemin Yan approached the masked martial cultivator and placed the ring that still had a soft glow on the unconscious man's chest, his chest could barely rise and rise normally as if he were going to take his last breath at any moment!

The ring shone even brighter, then the glow spread to the masked man's body, Zemin Yan could see that person's body healing with the naked eye, he also saw the black blood, which was already lying on the floor and inside the body from man, rise like a serpent toward his ring!

At the same time, pure red blood was also sucked into the ring, but they came in large drops as if struggling to be absorbed by that ring. It made Zemin Yan's heart go cold, that was a scary sight!

Meanwhile, Sying who was sleeping in the chair opened his beautiful blue eyes, he watched everything with a cold look in his eyes, the ring seemed to feel something as it began to vibrate, as if afraid, but Zemin Yan did not notice anything because He was watching the man's body closely, he was wondering how the man ended up with so many horrible injuries. 

Sying snorted disdainfully and closed his eyes again, the ring seemed to calm down and then no longer took blood from that person, but instead, the blood was purified and returned to the fainted man's body.

Already the fox man finally began to gain consciousness again and the power used to freeze time once again stabilized. He slowly began to notice around him and he felt the plight of his own body, shocked to realize that all his wounds, even the oldest, had been healed. The poison that had weakened it had been eliminated and this is poison to kill cultivators at the Emperor's stage!

Sure, he felt he was missing some of his life energy, but as he lost a lot of blood that would be common. It was a miracle that he remained alive until the end. 

"Hey, Lord Demon, have you regained your consciousness yet?" Asked Zemin Yan worriedly, what would he do if this descendant had suffered brain damage from the poison? Would that count as a failure? Would he be eliminated by the ring ?!

"Little child, why did you save me?" Asked the masked man. He did not ask how he was saved, but why. Because in the mind of this Demon Lord, it must have been some miraculous remedy that even the cultivators of the Emperor Kingdom could only dream of! This was not something he could afford right now!