God Slayer Chronicles 43 Young Demonisis Master Sha Ku

After the debacle taking place in the main hall, Tun Fong asked the younglings which profession they wanted to choose.

Immediately all of the children including Yu s.h.i.+ chose Rune-forging. That was except for two, Sha Ku and Song Yi.

Sha Ku had his own plans and ideas; he knew a version of Demonisis that was far more… ethical than that practised on Demonic Peak, using willing souls on the edge of death. He'd be able to give those downtrodden a second chance in life.

A fair deal if you asked him.

But this Song Yi, he must know what Demonisis does to a cultivator, yet he was still willing to step into the void, enduring the terrible karma that comes along with it. This was intriguing to Sha Ku, to say the least.

He'd suddenly recalled the name Song Ping had spat out at Song Yi, "Half-breed," Perhaps this had something to do with his choice?

Sha Ku stroked his chin curiously while having a yearning for a beard for effect.

Tun Fong nodded, looking at everyone who had lined up, selecting Rune-forging. Then tutted a little when his gaze descended to the Young Demonisis Masters, the worst and best in the cla.s.s had been grouped together… this was troubling, to say the least.

"Now, I'll guide you to the profession masters, after which they'll show you to where you'll be staying." Elder Tun led them out of the hall, through the mountain town and to their profession masters.

The woman to take the larger group was grey of hair, with long eyebrows coming off the side of her face. Her name was Qin Lian, an old woman whose skins had more wrinkles than a book had pages.

She quickly instructed everyone to sit down, shut up and listen. Her face stern, and haughty. As Tun Fong led both Song Yi and Sha Ku away he could hear the dreaded yelling of the harpy-like woman, "You listen here you little vermin, rune-forging is neither fun, not easy. So, if you're looking to get a free trip to the middle peak you better have another thought coming!"

Sha Ku smirked at the words that lingered through the air, hitting his ears.

Tun Fong chuckled as well while walking to the Demonisis' chambers. The area where it was wasn't like the rest of the mountain. Instead, it was much darker, with the skulls littering the ground outside a large barn.

Song Yi made a face as if he were going to vomit, spotting a skull that was on the ground, still rot-ting. A long green worm emerged from the eye socket, taking a bite of the jelly-like flesh that the eyeball was constructed from.

Even Sha Ku made a small wrenching face, the boy it belonged to looked young, no older than ten. This Demonisis Master didn't take mercy upon him…

Tun Fong stepped outside the small barn, "Enter as you wish. The old guy and I don't get along; its best from me to leave first."

Tun Fong started to walk away before turning back, a look of embarra.s.sment hit his face, "Before I forget." He threw two coins towards the two young boys, one was black, the other bright purple.

The purple landing in Sha Ku's hands, the black caught by Song Yi.

"Good luck with old Dong Hu." Tun Fong walked away, his back facing them, not a worry in the world.

Sha Ku and Song Yi looked at each other as if saying, "You want to knock first?"

In the end, Song Yi went straight up to the barn doors, smas.h.i.+ng down on the knocker seven times over, then waited for a reaction.

Nothing happened, so he did it again, this time knocking even louder!

Suddenly the door started to fling open, but before Sha Ku could even react Song Yi had already stood behind him, pus.h.i.+ng him next to the knocker!

"What are you doing you brat!" A vengeful voice bellowed out with a gush of tainted wind rushed over Sha Ku, who was acting the bulwark for Song Yi.

Out of the door emerged a man, his face paler than ice, his lips purple and his smile blighted black. The man was old, hunchbacked. His brows frowned like an eagle, perched, ready to dive on its prey at a moment's notice.

"Sorry senior, we've been brought to study under you!" Sha Ku immediately bowed to the old man, as low as possible.

The old man with purple lips nodded in approval, "Your coin, its purple."

"Yes, Senior."

"Call me Dong Hu. I don't like feeling old."

He waved his hand, inviting the two boys into his barn.

The moment he walked into the barn Sha Ku was stunned, to say the least. The place was utterly immaculate, not a spot of dirt could be seen within the entire building. There were old bookshelves, but the books weren't covered with dust. There was an old staircase going up, to what Sha Ku could only a.s.sume what were Dong Hu's living quarters. But most noticeable was the enormous skull-faced furnace in the corner of the room, inside was a fire glittering red and a faint screaming could be heard.

"Don't mind him, that's Long Fang. A disobedient disciple from Elemental Peak." Dong Hu laughed, taking three seats out from a ring on his finger, each was clean and had a beautiful wooden pattern carved into them.

"Why is he being punished like that?" Song Yi murmured.

Dong Hu immediately looked at the black coin in his hands and shook his head, "Long Fang, a n.o.ble disciple of the mighty Long Clan, once an overlord of the Central Plains… The head of the Elemental Peak discovered that Long Fang had murdered one of his senior brothers. So, he wanted to make an example of him."

"A harsh punishment." Song Yi muttered.

"A traitor's punishment." Sha Ku said decisively.

"Indeed, traitors aren't looked upon kindly at out Spirit Sword Sect." Dong Hu said sternly.

"Come, have these." Dong Hu gave a book to each of the boys, t.i.tled, 'Demonisis, a beginners guide'.

Song Yi immediately opened up the tome, flipping through it like a madman, while Sha Ku just scanned it with his divine sense.

Seeing their actions made Dong Hu chuckle in his raspy old voice, "You'll have to forgive me, I've never been a particularly articulate author. But its better than what I got when I first started to practice Demonisis."

Sha Ku nodded; the book was incredible. It seems this Dong Hu's attainments in Demonisis were profound!