Romance

Zemin Yan isanorphan who lived onthe streets, until the day that the Celestial Sword Sect makes large-scale recruitment inwhich even the beggars were analyzed inthe Qin Empire.
    Hewho lived inanisolated village had managed topass through the most difficult examination ofthe sect, but even so, his talent was the only medium. Atbest his prospect was toreach the intermediate-level Aurore Core realm.
    Zemin Yan was happy with this prospect, after all, hewas just ahumble mumper, over time, helearns toread and write, heeven grew alittle taller, but his physique was delicate and flexible, not pretending that hewas amartial practitioner, thus generating mockery onthe part ofhis colleagues even astrong bullying.
    However, Zemin Yan didn’t care and always went ahead with optimism, until the moment that was allocated tobeassistant ofthe greater cultivator ofthe young generation ofCelestial Sword Sect.
    Zhong Liang isthe supreme talent ofthe Heavenly Sword, heistall, handsome and powerful, heisthe dream ofall women and the goal ofall the boys. Heisloved and appreciated byall but remains with his cold character and his expressionless face.
    Because ofhis Swordless Dao, Zhong Liang was getting colder, indifferent, and cruel, sohis Master, fearful that hewould turn tothe demonic cultivator, decides toput three young disciples toserve him and keep him company, whether inmissions outside the sect oreven inasservants ofthis great prodigy.
    The Master ofZhong Liang wanted him todevelop some kind ofbond that would prevent him from getting lost inthe path ofthe Dao ofthe Swordless Thrill.
    Unfortunately, Zhong Liang doesn’t agree with his master’s vision and astounds all the young disciples, only one remains heisasfirm asasword stuck inthe ground, this disciple isZemin Yan.
    «Senior Zhong, doyou want grapes orapples?» Asked Zemin Yan with his typical silly smile.
    Zhong Liang didn’t respond and continued training with his sword, hejust ignored the existence ofthis young disciple.
    «Soit’s going tobegrapes,» Zemin Yan said without even letting his mood fall, hehad already grown accustomed tothe lack ofresponse from his senior disciple.
    When Zemin Yan came back tocall Zhong Liang for dinner the grapes were far from visible, which left Zemin Yan with asilly and contented smile for the rest ofthe night.