How Can Something So Wrong Felt So Right All Along(Ongoing)

Replica

The season of summer lies in the weather. The breeze damped on one's skin a creating a cozy feeling like being touched by a warmed hands.

The moon hides beneath the ashy clouds and the brilliant sun shines brightly giving the light to the dark side of the world.

It is a brand new day in the historical realms of Zhuàngguān Continent. Everyone in the realms have their own busy businesses like a normal life in the 21st century.

Although life in ancient times are more meditating and serene it is not constant and modified events usually happen to occur.

Disputes as always occurred the time you won't expect it the most.

In the town of Chang An where passersby and varied Sect people take their time to have a rest and exchange thoughts of things starting from trivial issues to confidential topics that happened in the continent.

Among the businesses in town the tavern that sells wine is the busiest. It is a common practice to either ordinary people or heroes to have their conversations accompanied by a sip of the mellowed wine.

Varied words could be heard in the tavern to the point that it's inaudible to the ears.

The other Sects people who witnessed the Quest of Yan Sect spread the things they accumulated during the event.

"The Venerable Shizun of Yan Sect has actually returned and accepted a very talented disciple which has almost the same atmosphere to his previous disciple."

"Oh! As expected I thought he would be vanished for good. So it's the reason why he went out from seclusion."

"Accepting a disciple who looks like the previous one. His disciple would live in the shadow of the other."

"Heh! Poor disciple why did he accepted such a master. If it's me I won't accept him. Though he is in the midst of becoming an immortal. It is no use."

"Nah, I'm also sure he won't pick you. As a man who valued and yearned for someone he can't let go would rather turn the pagoda into a small hut to make amends of the things he wasn't able to fulfill."

Everyone in the table went silent and look at the person who spoke. It was a woman dressed in dark black suit and a black bamboo hat veil, her hand holding her sword. She has an imposing and authoritative aura that made those talking closed their mouths and felt that the mood just turned graved.

"Brothers can you tell me in detail what are the actual things that happened during the quest."

The group of disciples are none other than the Yinyang Sect probationary disciples who can't help blurting out their opinions and felt their scalped to tingle. Nobody dares to speak afraid of losing their heads to the woman in front of them.

"Talk!.."

"YOU BETTER TALK WHILE I'M STILL ASKING NICELY!"

The imposing woman looked at the disciples in front of her as if an eagle looking at her food. She clutched the sheath of her sword that were engraved by ancient rose flower.

The woman waited the others to speak but because she run out of patience she playfully slapped the table with his sheathed sword. The poor table who can't remain it's figure was divided by half in the moment.

The uproar caused the other bystanders to look at the situation.

The Senior of the Yinyang Sect who was the one who went to the counter to order for things and was holding his tray of food and wine accidentally slipped his hands on the tray causing the bottled wine to shatter into pieces splayed on the tavern's ground.