The Adventures Of The Young Master

It was a spectacular sight to behold. The stars were dancing and the thousands of galaxies were bursting like fireworks. It was the art of universe, a magnificent phenomenon of the ages and eons.

The universe turned brighter because of this. Emperor Lin gasped as he saw this scene. Jin Rou just opened the door and the universe reacted happily like it had been waiting for the person for a long time!

Jin Rou smiled and entered the door. What met his eyes was a normal room of a high ranking noble. The furnishes were only decent at best and it wasn't attractive at all. The emperor followed suit and was more surprised to see this. The personal Treasury of the ancestor was a mere noble room?

Jin Rou walked towards the table and swiped his finger on to it as he look very closely to the items. There were various items here and each was extraordinary to say the least. Jin Rou had powerful eyes so he could see it clearly without any hindrances.

On the table, there were a piece of paper, a pen, a picture, and a tiny needle. Each of this had the power to destroy realms so think about how strong these items were. The emperor could see it too, albeit only a bit.

Upon closer inspection, Jin Rou saw a small notebook with a name, "I, The Strongest"

He laughed after reading the title. It was very suited to his late master's personality. The master was very arrogant and prideful but he had a too warm heart for his people.

Jin Rou flipped the notebook into the first page. He widened his eyes in stupefaction as he read the two sentences,

"My Jin'er, this will help you. All the things on my table will."

Jin Rou could feel his eyes warming. His heart had been too cold. He dreamed of adventuring normally to explore the worlds, but it turned out that the world of dao didn't work that way. It was a difficult and lonely path to speak of. It wasn't filled with fun or anything, the more you see about the worlds, the more you would realize that everything you expected it to be was actually too much to be true.

His heart had turned cold from all the killings. He never bat an eye when killing a living being and that what happened since he went out of their palace. But his master's words right now proved that there was still a warm spot of his heart and he shouldn't let the coldness invade it.

"Master, it seems you have anticipated my coming here." Jin Rou laughed softly. Those words were filled with sincerity like a child who found a light.

Emperor Lin didn't expect the cold and detached Jin Rou would suddenly reveal an expression like this. He was very curious of what was in the notebook but he knew it wasn't his turn to see it. Unless Jin Rou let him, he wouldn't dare to pry.

Jin Rou picked up all of the things on the table and transferred it into his private space. The late master had prepared this for him and he should take it as a response to his master's good will.

Emperor Lin saw this and he didn't have qualms about Jin Rou taking everything. However, he couldn't help but feel a bit of jealousy as he thought, 'It looks like the ancestor loves His Majesty more than us.'

Jin Rou sat down on the chair where his late master used to sat. He sought comfort from this chair as he remembered countless memories of his late master with him.

Feng Lin was a very strict teacher to Jin Rou, to be exact. More often than not, Jin Rou would be scolded and almost been hit. Nevertheless, the master never touched even his strand of hair nor hurt him in the slightest. To Jin Rou, Feng Lin was his escape when he feel depressed or down at home.

Just think about it, Jin Rou was a mere child by that time so he experience many emotions at the same time. He was very unstable, too, because of cultivating right when he was born had placed too much of responsibility on him. Everyone expected him to turn out what they expected him to be and fortunately, he even surpassed their expectations.

But little did they know, that Jin Rou could only achieve that because his master had been teaching him well. Of course, the Rou Celestial Family had nurtured Jin Rou too, but Feng Lin's contribution to the growth of the child was major also.

Jin Rou closed his eyes to stop the tears from falling. He suddenly felt weak and powerless. He just want to sleep and go back home and rest. However, he knew that it wasn't possible. Not unless he already saved the empire from its impending doom.

He couldn't save his master but he could save his master's beloved empire which was made from his blood and sweat. After that, he would find the big sister of that little girl and drag her to the dark realm.

Emperor Lin didn't dare to disturb the rest of His Majesty. He was waiting patiently while looking at the painting on the wall in front of him. It was a picture of a lion engaging a battle with a tiger. He saw many profundities in this painting that he was amazed.

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Hours went by, it's already morning. Jin Rou opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the room, "It seems that I fell asleep."

It was the first time he had a decent sleep.

Jin Rou straighten up his body and saw that the emperor was still there, waiting for him and greeted him with a smile, "Good morning, Your Majesty."

"Have you been up all night?" Jin Rou said, "You should have slept, too. I don't mind."

"No, it's okay. Your Majesty, I have to be on look out since you are sleeping soundly. Better to be safe than sorry." The emperor smiled.. He used not to sleep for days and it wouldn't affect his overall health.