The Adventures Of The Young Master

"Impossible!" Prisyan was extremely surprised. That vortex was his most powerful attack and not even his elders dared to face it head on. Yet, this unknown man from unknown origins faced it and survived without being scratched! He first thought that Jin Rou might had teleported himself. However, he removed this notion right away. It was impossible since he was very sure that Jin Rou didn't move away.

On the other hand, Schwal Coffin's expression wasn't any different. The surprise Jin Rou brought was heaven defying that she almost lost her heartbeat that time.

"You have a good foundation. With your extreme talents, you will be a treasure-palace Zenith in no time." Jin Rou couldn't help but praise, "Not to mention, your eagerness to learn will add boost to it and you might be stronger than that in the future."

Jin Rou could see that this young master hadn't slack cultivation. He was filled with hard work and everything he had now was from it. It was rare for a spoiled young master to have this trait, but Prisyan had it. It was worthy of being commended.

Prisyan didn't answer. His thoughts were all mess after his most powerful attack being negated just like that. It was a huge blow. After all, Jin Rou appeared to be only slightly older than him yet he could pull off this feat.

"Now, it's my turn yes?" Jin Rou smiled and said, "But don't worry. Although you planned to kill me, I won't do the same. I still have to give your forefather face."

Jin Rou flicked his finger and thousand space adjustments were made. The air force changed direction and splatter in which directed to Prisyan.

"Ah!" Then, a massive wind force struck the young master and was blown away several kilometers and fell off to the ground.

Jin Rou smiled. He didn't use any forceful force to attack and just purely blew the young master away and let him know the disparity between Jin Rou and him. It was the best way to do things right now. After all, he couldn't really kill the young master no matter how annoying he was since he was Priyo's descendant.

Schwal Coffin widened her eyes in surprise. She couldn't follow through how did Jin Rou pulled it as everything happened so fast. The next thing she knew was that Prisyan was already on the ground lying. She knew how powerful the latter was. If Jin Rou could push him off easily like that, then just how powerful was he? So many thoughts were running on her mind unanswered.

"You've lost." Jin Rou looked at the lying Prisyan on the ground. But his eyes had no mockery or anything malicious.

Prisyan gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up. Although he didn't get any fatal injury, that wind distorted the waves of his body leading him to having difficulty to stand up.

Indeed. He had lost. Even a talented young master as him and a hardworking man as him, he still lost. But for him, this loss wasn't anything big deal. This must be his stepping stone towards more greatness.

"Yes, I have lost." Prisyan was thought that never be afraid to accept defeats as it would all lead to a victory in the end. He was young yet he was already matured. It was no wonder Jin Rou spared him.

Jin Rou smiled. He expected this already. To accept such defeat like it was normal was a talent. After all, spoiled young masters nowadays would be stupid enough to spout nonsense to add more humiliation for themselves to exact revenge.

Prisyan might be prideful, but he knew where to place it, which was amazing in a sense.

"So I'm afraid we have to go now, Young Master Prisyan." Jin Rou said politely, "You have to do your end, right?"

"Fret not, I'm not going to go back on my words." Prisyan coldly said, "So you can go freely without anything to think of."

In truth, Prisyan didn't want to let Schwal Coffin go. However, he knew that he would be helpless against someone who was stronger than him by countless levels. He would be just asking for death if he did so.

"That's good, then." Jin Rou said, "By the way, is your forefather still recuperating?"

When Jin Rou saved the old devil, he had so many grave wounds that even him was helpless against it. Thus, he was worried that it might be taking a toll now.

Prisyan was surprised about how casual Jin Rou was talking about his forefather. However, he still answered, "Forefather is getting better."

The young master could feel that there was a connection between Jin Rou and his forefather, thus he was trying to seek answers by prying deeply on Jin Rou. Unfortunately, the latter remained a mystery covered with a thick fog.

Jin Rou scanned his storage and search for a potion. Afterwards, he handed it over to Prisyan, "Catch this."

Prisyan was surprised by the sudden throw but he managed to catch the potion. It was a glass bottle filled with red color something. It was sparkling and was filled with vitality. One glance and he already knew that it was very essential.

"I personally concocted it so tell your forefather to drink a drop per day. It will help him boost his vitality and fasten his recovery by many times. Don't worry, it's very safe even if you taste it right now." Jin Rou said, "Your forefather is a very good man. I usually hate devils, but I don't hate him. So we'll be leaving now."

Prisyan had yet to recover from his utter surprise when Jin Rou and Schwal Coffin disappeared. It took him more than two minutes to digest everything and came into realization. He wanted to ask Jin Rou about something, however, the target was no longer around.

"Jin..." Prisyan murmured. He remembered that when the forefather talked to him, he said that he was helped by a young man named Jin. When you connect the dots, you can easily find out that who he just met right now and that who helped his forefather in the past was the same person.

Realizing this, he couldn't help but slap his forehead in stupidity.