ObligatoryTLNote: Another day, another chapter, listening to comments I have undertaken a few steps to try and publicize the site. I also reached out to aho-updates, waiting to see it’s response. Anyways, story is moving along, hope you enjoy the direction it is going in. Also, if at any point in time when you find yourselves frustrated with the baddies just remember this simple sutra that I found, Heaven’s net is wide meshed, nothing escapes it [Refer: Gu Long’s Seven Killers novel brilliantly translated by deathflame and posted on spcnet and wuxiaworld].
EDIT: This is more of a general announcement, that I seem to have a bit of free time in the immediate future, so you might see a spurt of new chapters. Remember to be on the look out for them!
Over the next few days, Wang Lin hungrily ate the birds that were killed by the cave’s suction force, he also spent quite a bit of time daily observing the stone bead, and every time the dew appeared he used it to rub on his injured arm. Gradually, the arm had fully recovered, and as far as the dew was concerned he had accumulated a lot of it in a bird’s skull.
One day, after he had accumulated dew for quite a few days, even sprinkling dew on his clothes, he carefully wrapped the stone bead and hung it around his neck, tugging it a few times to ensure that it would not drop. Taking advantage of the downtime of the suction force, clenching his teeth tightly, tore apart his clothes and tied them to a rock in the side of the cave, and tying the other end to his waist, he carefully climbed down.
After he had gone down about five or six metres, suddenly his hand slipped and he started falling down rapidly, his clothes were wet with sweat, he swung his body and quickly grasped a branch, this time the cloth that was tied to his waist cracked and the noise echoed in the air.
Large drops of sweat appeared on Wang Lin’s forehead, looking down he could see that he was still 20 metres away from the ground, holding on to the branch, with his other hand he quickly tied the makeshift cloth rope and tied them to the branch, after which he felt relieved a bit.
After a long time had passed, he carefully started moving his body and after moving toward the cliff continued to climb down. When there was only 10 metres left to the ground, the cloth rope was at it’s limit, Wang Lin then jumped down without hesitation.
The cloth rope couldn’t bear the weight and split apart, breaking Wang Lin’s speed in the process, he could feel the strong wind rushing into his nostrils, as well as the branches that he broke during his fall, when he reached the ground he found it difficult to control his body, with his toes touching the ground first, his inertia caused him to break into a roll on the ground.
Stones on the ground pricked him like sharp knives, one after another, and sparkling blood started flowing out of his wounds. In particular, his right leg was stabbed by a sharp stone, causing a deep enough injury to reveal the bones.
Wang Lin was out of breath, with his eyes unfocused, he reached out to the stone bead that he had strung around his neck wrapped in cloth, quickly sucking on the dew that had accumulated on the bead, after a while he struggled to sit up, with trembling hands he untied the cloth he had used to bandage his right leg and dropped a few drops of the dew on the wound.
A faint coolness spread around the area of the wound, having finished, he fell to the ground tired, praying that during his recovery a beast does not chose to come over.
Just then, suddenly a shout could be heard coming from a distance.
“Tie Zhu, where are you?”
Wang Lin startled, listened closely and realized that it was actually his father’s voice, without pausing to think, he immediately shouted with all his strength: “Dad, I am here!”.
A rainbow suddenly comes in from a distance, and from above the Wang Lin’s cliff paces back and forth before falling down quickly before dissipitating to reveal a Heng Yue Sect Disciple carrying Tie Zhu’s father in his armpit, who was frowning at Wang Lin.
Tie Zhu’s father upon seeing his son, immediately ran out to Wang Lin and hugged him, crying: “Ah Tie Zhu, was it really worth it, why did you have to take things so hard, did you not think that if you were to die what would happen to your parents and how could we live after your death. ”
Wang Lin startled, pondered a while, realized that there is a misunderstanding as his Father thought that he had committed suicide, his wounds were not helping him either, feeling embarassed could not help but smile a bit.
The disciple Zhang Xing looked at Wang Lin, then looked at the cliff, discovered the cloth rope dangling from the cave, at the time the suction force of the cave appeared startling him a bit, but he regained his composure soon, he did not care too much about the suction after all, turning back to the father and son, he said softly: “Your Child attempted suicide, but the natural suction force of the cave pulled him so he did not die, and now since Wang Lin has been found let us return to the Sect Elders who will decide the matter.”
Then rolling up his sleeve, he grabbed Wang Lin along with his father, quickly leaving the place, a moment later arrived at the Heng Yue Sect mountain and bounding the stone steps easily he reached the peak.
Returning to the sect, evoked mixed feelings in Wang Lin, atop the mountain peak were standing several people all of whom were carrying disgusted expressions on their faces. The disciple Zhang Xing quickly stepped forward and whispered to one of them a few words. The Man frowned and said coldly: “Now that he is back, send him to the room to meet his mother.”
In the room, Wang Lin’s mother upon seeing her son, immediately burst into tears and hugged him complaining simultaneously, and after listening to a long lecture from his parents, Wang Lin understood the situation.
After Wang Lin had run away from home, his parents immediately approached his fourth uncle, and the trio worried about his safety contacted Wang Zhuo’s father who due to Fourth Uncle’s insistence reluctantly contacted the family relatives, and also sent a joint petition to Heng Yue Sect pleading them to help.
This was the first time that Heng Yue Sect came accross such a matter, they initially wanted to ignore it after all, because Wang Lin was sent away after rejection, but even if he had an accident they didn’t care much about the life and death of a mortal, but this matter, if becomes public then perhaps in the surrounding villages, parents would consider and reconsider sending their children out of fear for their children. So they sent out a few people to look, but Wang Lin’s father not satisfied with that insisted on tagging along.
This led to the current situation.
Not long after, someone brought medicine, Tie Zhu’s mother thanked profusely before carefully feeding it to Wang Lin, the drug was excellent indeed as expected of something produced by Saint Sect.
His Parents started lecturing Wang Lin again, who wanted to explain but felt that his parents would probably not believe.
At this moment, in the Heng Yue Sect’s Great Hall, several Elders were listening to Zhang Xing who was narrating how he found Wang Lin, after a while, a red-faced old man pounded the desk in dissatisfaction: “Whether that mortal lives or dies, why should us Saints care about it? For a Zhao Guo’s top XiuZhen Sect, to send people searching for a rejected candidate who attempted suicide, is improper. [TLNote: Zhang Guo is apprently the name of the region where the villages and the sect is located] Ah, it is really shameful!”
Nearby, a cold faced Middle-aged person sighed deeply and said: “Elder Ma is right, among the Zhang Guo Sects, for our Heng Yue Sect to send people to search for someone who was rejected and nearly died doesn’t make sense, but if he had died then it would have affected how people view our Sect in future, the Parents would probably think that if their child is rejected they too might want to suicide and wouldn’t dare send their children here.”
A brocade gown wearing Elder, picking up his drink said calmly: “In fact, in order to prevent Heng Yue Sect from diminishing further we need a large amount of suitable mortal disciple candidates to select from, if something like this had happened 500 years ago, who would have care, we could have safely ignored the mortals.”
Finally, a wrinkled old man said slowly with a sigh: “This boy has attempted suicide once, and is likely to commit suicide again, just to save future trouble, make an exception and accept him as a Secret Disciple”. With that he squinted his eyes at the middle-aged man and closed his eyes to stop talking.