The Last Primal



All of a sudden!

His expression changed and he exclaimed softly.

"He's not dead?"

The old monk placed Aiden down once again and his glabella flashed, spreading his spirit consciousness through the latter's body.

Aiden's condition was extremely unique.

His heart had already stopped beating but his Inner Core which was initially cracked was now swiveling slowly.

However, it swiveled so slowly that the old monk and burly man did not notice it at the start given their heightened emotions.

The burly man closed in and noticed the abnormality within Aiden's body as well.

"What a terrifying martial technique!"

The burly man gasped and was secretly alarmed. "Even though his life is gone, this martial technique is still moving on its own. It's trying to pull the kid back from hell's gate!"

The old monk had a grim expression. "Although this kid has no heartbeat and isn't breathing right now, he's only in a state of pseudo-death. There's still hope for him!"

There was a long silence…

Dong!

All of a sudden!

A quivering sound echoed from Aiden's chest.

Although the sound was feeble, both the old monk and the burly man heard it clearly!

It was a heartbeat!

He had revived!

The both of them were invigorated and their eyes lit up.

Slowly…

The heartbeat became faster and stronger!

Swoosh!

His blood began to flow again with a faint hint of tsunami tides, bolstering his aura!

Swoosh!

Aiden's nose started exhaling an endless amount of sinister energy that was scarlet as blood. It rumbled furiously before condensing into menacing ancient dark deities, the demonic beast kings that appeared one after another in the void!

Wild Bovine, Stone Bear, Anaconda, Sanguine Ape, Divine Steed, Hellish Scarlet Flaming Tiger, and Wind Leopard!

The seven ancient demon kings were life-like with sharp fangs and claws. Glaring with widened bloodshot eyes and a murderous aura, they were extremely feral.

Given their martial realms, both the old monk and burly man were barely affected!

The next moment, the demonic energy above the seven demon kings rumbled and a blood-red butterfly faintly appeared.

The round moons on both of its wings resembled a pair of cold eyes that were extremely chilling!

When the old monk caught sight of that butterfly, his expression changed starkly and he staggered a step in retreat, as though he recalled something.

The burly man was even more petrified and knelt on the ground with a thud. Kowtowing with snot and tears streaming down his face, he cried, "Missus, I was wrong! It was an accident…!"

"I didn't mean for this to happen! I did it out of goodwill!"

"See, isn't that little monk fine now?"

"There's no need for you to come personally for a small matter as such, right?"

"Your martial techniques are truly incredible, able to twist heaven and earth and reverse life and death… eh?"

As the burly man cried, he noticed that something was amiss.

The blood-colored butterfly in midair did not move at all.

There was no life force within it as well.

After glaring at the blood-colored butterfly for a while, the burly man realized that it was an illusion conjured from Aiden's exhalation and did not possess any killing power at all!

The burly man's expression darkened and he wanted to slap himself.

He had lived for countless years and even if he met with the top existence of the world, he wouldn't show any bit of fear, let alone lose his composure as such.

However, that woman who appeared eight years ago was way too domineering that she left a trauma in his heart.

The moment the blood-colored butterfly appeared earlier on, he thought for a moment that the woman had returned.

The burly man felt guilty, to begin with after nearly causing Aiden's death.

His first reaction when he saw the blood-colored butterfly was that she was here to make him pay for it. Instantly, he was scared out of his wits and lost strength in his knees, kneeling onto the ground with a thud…

The old monk was much calmer.

The burly man stood up embarrassedly and coughed gently to hide his awkwardness.

Thankfully, that little monk was unconscious and did not witness everything. Otherwise, he would have to hide his head in a hole.

A mocking look flashed through the old monk's hazy eyes as he said idly, "To think that the great…"

"Old monk!"

The burly man interrupted the old monk in a huff before that sentence could be completed.

He pointed at the old monk and nearly thrust his finger on the latter's face, snarling with widened eyes, "Shut up!"

The old monk smirked coldly. He looked at Aiden and was comforted by the fact that the latter was already out of danger and his breathing had stabilized. With that, he turned to leave.

Halfway through, the old monk suddenly stopped in his tracks and murmured expressionlessly, "Red-headed ghost? Hmms… that's a good name."

The burly man froze for a moment before returning to his senses. By then, the old monk was already gone from the backyard of the grand hall.

He gripped his fists so tightly that they cracked as he snarled through gritted teeth, "Damn it, stupid old monk! Making fun of me instead of spending your time practicing your stupid prayers…"

…

A long time later, Aiden stirred awake.

His eyes were dazed as he struggled to sit up. Rubbing his head, he sat for a long while before slowly remembering what happened before he fainted.

The massive face of the red-headed ghost flashed through Aiden's mind repeatedly and his ears seemed to buzz.

Shuddering, Aiden leaped up and sprinted towards the grand hall with all his might, almost without thinking at all.

"Hmm?"

After running for a while, Aiden's expression changed and he gradually noticed something unusual.

His body seemed to be stronger than before!

Some luster had also returned to his Inner Core and one of the tears was already repaired!

"This…"

Suddenly, Aiden recalled that bowl of water he last consumed.

The only thing that had a problem was that bowl of water!

"Little monk, from today onwards, come over here and drink a bowl of water once every month."

Right then, a familiar voice sounded.

This was the voice that had tormented Aiden and nearly turned him insane!

Repressing the urge to run away with all his might, Aiden turned around.

In the depths of the cemetery, a burly man who was locked up with chains lay down on the floor with his hands behind his head. He did not look at Aiden at all and seemed like he was resting with his eyes closed.

Aiden could not help but ask, "Red-headed ghost, what's in that water?"

At the mention of 'red-headed ghost', the burly man's mouth cramped up and he remarked impatiently, "Just drink if I ask you to drink! What's with all that nonsense!"

Although Aiden was snubbed, he was not angry.

He could vaguely sense that the attitude of the burly man towards him had changed slightly after he woke up.

He could not pinpoint the exact reason.

Something must have happened while he was unconscious!

That bowl of water was far from simple as well!

Previously, when Aiden consumed the ten thousand Year Vermilion Fruit and his body received that immense boost from the tremendous amount of life force, his Inner Core did not show any signs of recovery at all.

Yet, after drinking that bowl of water, his body turned stronger and one of the tears on his Inner Core had even recovered!

That was not all.

Aiden could clearly feel that there was still a tremendous amount of life force essence remaining in his body.

Even if he trained the every single night, that amount of energy could suffice him for an entire month!

The amazing regeneration capability and the tremendous amount of life force essence… just what was in the water for it to possess such mysterious power?

Aiden recounted through the ancient books he had seen before but he could not compare any universal treasure to that spirit water.

However, there was one thing he was clear about.

With enough of the spirit water, his Inner Core should be able to recover to its original state within a few years!

If he continued training, he could even attain greater mastery or a perfected Inner Core!

This was a martial speed that he wouldn't be able to get outside of the Dragon Burial Valley even if he had sufficient flesh to consume!

With the latent danger of his Inner Core resolved, Aiden was delighted.

Even if he was oblivious, he could tell at this moment that the burly man was helping him.

At that thought, Aiden turned towards the burly man and bowed deeply, saying with sincerity, "Thank you very much, red-headed ghost. There are good and bad ghosts as well and it seems like you're definitely one of the kind ones… except that you're way too talkative."

"Get lost!"

The burly man hollered.

Aiden ran away.

Gazing at Aiden's back view, the burly man revealed a set of sharp pearly whites and ground them till they cracked, saying spitefully with a hateful expression, "You're the ghost! Your whole family are ghosts!"