Chapter 3: Inside the Jail.
Chapter 3: Inside the Jail.
When Long Yi opened his eyes with great difficulty, he felt pain from all over his body making him hiss in pain. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but as if his hands and legs were tied up with invisible shackles, he felt incomparably heavy.
Long Yi looked all around scanning this room. This place should be the prison of this world. It was actually built using unknown silvery-white metal. Other than several small holes in the door for ventilation, the entire room was sealed. Moreover, above these metal wall, electric currents were circulating. If it was not for that light ball floating inside this room, he would have thought that he was locked up in a high-tech prison for serious criminals.
"What the hell is this place?" Long Yi blankly looked at that illuminating light ball while thinking.
"Ah." Long Yi suddenly held his head with his hand and hissed. Those memories that didn’t belong to him overflowed in his mind again, which cause him an unbearable headache. Slowly, these fragmentary memories combined together and a familiar scene flashed one after another through his mind.
Long Yi began to calm down, from the memory, he finally learned that this was a sword and magic world known as Blue Waves Continent. Blue Waves Continent had three empires and a number of vassal small countries. The three empires respectively were Proud Moon Empire of the northern side, Nalan Empire of the southern side and Violent Dragon Empire of the eastern side. The western side was Elven Forest and Hengduan Mountains. Elves live in Elven Forest and Beast-men live in Hengduan Mountains’ plains and hills. As for what was beyond Hengduan Mountains, no one knows because not even ghosts and gods could cross Hengduan Mountains.
And this young man whom he had possessed was the little son of Ximen Nu, the patriarch of Ximen clan which was one of the most illustrated four major clans of Violent Dragon Empire. This year, he was 18 years old. He also has a half-big brother and a half-little sister who had the same father but different mothers. Big brother Ximen Tian was the vice-commander of Violent Dragon Empire’s elitist legion Violent Dragon Legion. This year, he was already 28 years old, and he had already cultivated Violent Dragon Douqi passed down in the clan to dark blue color, reaching Great Swords Master realm. His little sister Ximen Wuhen was also a famous beauty of Blue Waves Continent. This year, she was 16 years old but was already Advance Priest. Only this Ximen Yu loiter around all day long without learning or skills, moreover, he had done innumerable outrageous things. Killing people and ** was like eating food to him. His father Ximen Nu already wanted to discipline him at an earlier time hardening his heart, but this kid’s mother was also not someone to be trifled with, she was ready to risk her life to shield his faults. As for the Emperor
Long Yi bitterly smiled while thinking. He had just rebirthed and still had yet to get accustomed, but he was already guilty of ** crime, truly was f*****g disgraceful.
Long Yi continued to straighten out the memories of Ximen Yu. The four major clans of Violent Dragon Empire were Dongfang clan, Nangong clan, Beitang clan and Ximen clan. Among these four clans, Ximen clan possessed the larges forces, next was Dongfang clan. And as for the other two clans, although they were of equal importance, but the strength difference was not limited to few grades.
In this world, magic and douqi were prevalent. Magician was the most popular profession but also the profession with the least people, because magic was too difficult to learn. Other than diligence, they also needed comprehension to become a magician. According to the category, magicians are sub-divided into Fire Magician, Water Magician, Earth Magician, Light Magician and Dark Magician. Moreover, there are rare Spirit Magician and Necromancer. And according to the ranks, magicians are classified as Apprentice Magician, Beginner Magician, Intermediate Magician, Advance Magician, Master Magician, Mage, Archmage, Master Archmage and Magic God.
Similarly, according to the ranks, Warriors were classified as Apprentice Fighter, Beginner Fighter, Intermediate Fighter, Advance Fighter, Swordsman, Swords Master, Great Swords Master, Swords Saint and Swords God. And along with the rise of their ranks, their douqi color will be different, Apprentice doesn’t have douqi, Beginner Fighter’s douqi is light cyan in color, Intermediate Fighter’s douqi is dark cyan in color, Advance Fighter’s douqi is light green in color, Swordsman’s douqi is dark green in color, Swords Master’s douqi is light blue in color, Great Swords Master’s dark blue in color, Swords Saint’s douqi is purple in color and Swords God’s douqi is gold in color.
As for Ximen Yu, this ignorant and incompetent fellow, his douqi was still only dark cyan in color, which means he was only an Intermediate Fighter. If he was an average person, then this realm might be not bad, but this level of strength was a trash for Ximen clan. His big brother Ximen Tian was already a Swordsman when he was at his age.
Long Yi basically understood this world and his current situation from the memory of Ximen Yu. He tried to move again, but his hands and legs were still incomparably heavy like before. It should be a restriction used by spirit magician.
Just thinking about spirit, Long Yi couldn’t help but be startled. Before, he however was a user of spirit power, perhaps, he might be able to break through this spiritual shackles. He closed his eyes and tried to mobilize his own spirit power. Just when he mobilized his spirit power, the spirit power located in the space between his eyebrows suddenly pounced onto the spirit power, nearly turning him into an idiot.
Long Yi was startled and his entire body was soaked with cold sweat, then he became wild with joy. Heavens, so powerful spirit power, this however was five to six times more powerful compared to his previous spirit power. Using sprit power to attack wasn’t as easy as turning his hand over. He closed his eyes again, sure enough, he saw that his hands and legs were tied up with invisible spirit power. Now, this time, he carefully mobilized a portion of his spirit power to try and attack the spiritual shackles that were binding his hands and legs. He thought that it would take some effort to free himself, but to his surprise, this spiritual shackles actually were unable to withstand a single attack of his spirit power. They completely dispersed with a single attack.
Long Yi lightly jumped to his feet, but the pain all over his body made him grit his teeth. He arranged his clothing and saw that his original fair and clear skin was full of purple spots everywhere. It seems when he was in a coma, people had properly served him well. Long Yi shook his head and sighed: "This body’s bone is pretty good, but is too weak, I wonder if I can still cultivate my AoTianJue?" At that time, he suddenly recalled the Violent Dragon Douqi which was passed down in Ximen clan, then unconsciously brandishing his hand like sword resulted in the emission of not even a light cyan colored douqi. And at that time, he recalled that this Forbidden Heaven Prison of Soaring Dragon City had an extremely powerful barrier. Because of that barrier, neither douqi nor magic could be used inside Forbidden Heaven Prison.
"I wonder if internal force can be used here." Long Yi muttered and he began to get more and more curious about this world.
Sitting cross-legged, he silently contemplated the inner force of AoTainJue, and very quickly Long Yi entered the mediation. And after an unknown period of time, a trace of heat rose from his dantian, and following the route of meridians, it began to circulate. Each complete circulation increased the thickness of this heat. And after an unknown period of time, Long Yi woke up from his meditation, and he was pleasantly surprised as well as he didn’t dare to believe. After just the single mediation, his AoTianJue had broken through to the first layer, but in his previous life, he had spent six months to achieve this breakthrough.
If he could advance at this speed, then wouldn’t he be able to breakthrough to the ninth layer within two months, reaching the pinnacle of AoTianJue? Long Yi thought but then shaking his head, he made a wry smile. One should know that, in his previous life, cultivating for 25 years, he just reached the fifth layer and the increment of strength in each breakthrough was not as simple as 1+1=2, the strength however increased geometrically. But could AoTianJue be so easy to cultivate?