The Urban Dao Child

Yang Dao stood in front of the middle-aged man who was holding two wooden swords. He asked, "Sir, are you a sword fighter?"

The middle-aged man nodded and the pride in his eyes could not be hidden from Yang Dao. He asked, "Do you also know any swordsman?"

Yang Dao shook his head and said, "Not that I can remember, but I can feel some nostalgia from your aura. May I try the sword as well?"

His tone was very humble, he could tell that the man was here to teach Dao Yin. He had to interrupt this, the more Dao Yin indulged in the events of this illusion world, the faster she will lose herself. The middle-aged man hesitated when a sweet voice sounded, "Oh, Yang, do you also want to play with swords?"

Yang Dao nodded to Dao Yin and then cast a gaze at the middle-aged man before smiling wryly. Dao Yin said, "Father, today I will take a day off, you can teach Yang."

She was acting spoilt and the middle-aged man could not help it. He sighed and said, "Spoiled brat, you better not make any excuses from tomorrow."

Dao Yin clapped in excitement, and Yang Dao almost said out loud that she looked very stupid for the Dao Child of Hell. He walked over to the middle-aged man who passed him the wooden sword and said, "Thank you for the chance, Sir."

The man nodded and said, "You show me what you can do first, and then I will teach you."

Yang Dao nodded and took hold of the wooden sword. He walked to an open space fumbling with the wooden blade, making the middle-aged man shake his head, he did not think that Yang Dao would be able to do anything.

However, when the Dao Child held the hilt in one hand and stood up in the distance. The middle-aged man froze in his place, Dao Yin suddenly felt an inexplicable pull toward Yang Dao, she was gazing at him with complete attention.

Yang Dao took a deep breath and began to slash the sword in the void. He did not pay attention to anything else but started to practice his sword skills with complete focus, the slashes were sharp and his steps were firm. The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Good form."

When he turned to look at his daughter and found her looking at the boy with great interest, he frowned and asked, "What are you looking at Yin?"

Dao Yin said, "Sword."

Her voice was soft and low. But this was enough to settle the doubts in the old man's heart that the girl was looking at the boy.

If he was to hear the full thing spoken by Dao Yin, how would have asked her more, she had said, "Dao Sword."

The sword art Yang Dao was performing was the Dao Sword. They were the Dao Children, this sword art was like blood in their veins, an absolute necessity. That is why Dao Yin was interested and attracted to this sword art.

As time passed, Yang Dao performed the four-season sword art. Dao Yin could feel something as different inside her heart. She thought that everything she had faced and learned in this life was useless. However, that was not the reason she was feeling shaken, it was because of the closeness she was feeling for the sword art.

Yang Dao did not intend to stop until he has planted the seed of suspicion in her heart. He kept on playing all the sword arts that he knew before he noticed that Dao Yin was getting restless, her brows were furrowed.

He stopped and came to the middle-aged man, who asked, "Where did you learn the art like this?"

Yang Dao shook his head and said, "I did not learn it from anyone, it came to me. From the inside after watching your actions."

The middle-aged man thought that this child was a genius, but to think he was the source of inspiration, he was very happy. He said, "You can go play. I will tell my disciples to arrange a place of accommodation for you."

Yang Dao bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness teacher."

The middle-aged man laughed at this, he was happy to be called the teacher by this genius. He gazed at Dao Yin, who was sitting at the side, lost in thoughts. He asked, "Yin, what are you thinking about?"

Dao Yin woke up from her stupor and with an annoyed expression she said, "Nothing, do you need anything father?"

The middle-aged man wanted to ask something but thinking of discovering a new gem, he said, "Take Yang outside, he should know a bit more about the place he will be living in."

Dao Yin was surprised and then she was excited. She could finally have a playmate. She directly took Yang Dao by hand and rushed outside the house and said, "See you later father."

The middle-aged man shook his head at this scene.

...

Dao Yin took Yang Dao around the city and they came to stand in front of a place where a lot of musical instruments were placed on the benches. Yang Dao asked, "What is going on here?"

Dao Yin replied, "It is the music shop in the town, they place a lot of musical instruments out for the people to take for free. These instruments are all defective, that's why nobody touches them."

Yang Dao nodded and his gaze fell on a guqin. He walked over to the instrument and looked at an old man standing not far from the shop gazing at him. Yang Dao asked, "Sir, may I play this instrument for a bit?"

The man nodded with a smile and Yang Dao thanked the man before he sat down in front of the instrument. Dao Yin was surprised and confused. She wanted to ask if Yang Dao will be able to even play the music. You know this was the main corner of the market and a lot of people moved from this place.

Yang Dao, however, did not allow her to doubt his skills and plucked the strings a few times. The crowd and the time around Dao Yin seemed to have frozen, and only Yang Dao was visible, plucking the strings, playing a song so beautiful that she could not express it.

Dao Yin was lost in the music and at this time a warm voice sounded in her ears, Dao Yin's body trembled. She could see that Yang Dao was not singing, and the voice was not clear. However, she could tell that this voice was originating from inside her heart.

She was in a huge problem at this moment. An unstable Dao Yin will be lost in the storm inside her mind. Yang Dao said, "Calm your thoughts."

As soon as he said that, the pale-faced girl came back from the thoughts and heard the boy say, "Calm down, and the answers will present themselves to you."

Dao Yin did what he did, the soft music was resonating with her core. She closed her eyes and sat down on the floor with her eyes closed and began to think. However, this was not so easy, her memories were covered under a thick layer of dust. The void has worked hard to suppress the girl to this extent.

So whenever, the girl was closer to seeing through the dust, she will encounter a new layer, and get agitated, Yang Dao did not allow her to lose control and soothed her nerves. However, the process was time-consuming, and the longer it took the stronger the void's interference became.

Yang Dao analyzed the situation and decided to take a gamble. He said, "Yin, concentrate all your agitation inside yourself, do not let it take away your focus from the main issue."

Dao Yin did not know what to do, but somehow this guy in front of her will always make her calm down. She heard another phrase, "Follow my music."

Yang Dao began to play the song of four seasons. This was something they both had created during their journey through the immortal plane after they met with Dao Jeiwei.

...

While Yang Dao was playing the song for the girl, the four familiars were doing their best to keep the void envoy within the bounds cast by the masters. They did not listen to his taunts or curses. They just focused on the task at hand.

This situation was being watched by the people in the Dao Palace. Zen said, "This scene almost gives me nostalgia."

The four girls were confused, and Zen sighed as she said, "This is just like that last time when the masters could not find the way out and perished inside the realm of time."

The four people sucked in a cold breath, but they heard a voice, "Baba and Mum will be fine, they both are the dao, Dao is everything, everything including the time itself. They just need to understand it by themselves."

Zen asked, "How do you know all this?"

Dao Jeiwei shrugged and said, "I have dreams of my parents teaching me."