novelraw Chapter 32: Night King
Chapter 32: Night King
“Who’s talking?”
The little boy blurted out before he could react. Suddenly, a force shoved him away, sending his body tumbling across the ground—just in time to dodge the Sandstone Snake’s tail whip.
The snake’s tail swept past, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.
Seeing this, the two followers breathed a sigh of relief and continued to persuade:
“Boss, let it go.
He’s learned his lesson. Let’s go find something else to do!”
But the choppy-haired boy’s eyes were red with rage.
He felt deeply insulted that his proud pet beast couldn’t even defeat this pauper. He roared:
“Sandstone Snake, use Stone Cone! I don’t believe his luck will hold every time!”
“Hiss—!”The Sandstone Snake gathered earth element, forming two sharp stone cones the size of fists, and hurled them.
Yet once again, they were dodged by “coincidence.”
“This is…”
The skinny little boy also sensed something was wrong.
It seemed like an invisible force was pushing him to evade the attacks. As if remembering something, he exclaimed joyfully:
“Is it Your Divine Majesty?”
But the voice merely repeated:
“Do you want to understand the meaning of life?”
“Your Divine Majesty, I suppose I should say yes, but I don’t really understand what ‘understanding the meaning of life’ means.
But my mother taught me that if I have the ability, I should walk more paths, help more people, shelter the weak from wind and rain, and most importantly, let my family live a good life. That might be the meaning of my life…”
Holding the Wind Spirit Cat, the little boy was continuously pulled by the mysterious force to dodge attacks, creating a rather comical effect.
After a moment’s thought, he gave a simple yet sincere answer.
The mysterious voice did not speak again, as if disappointed by the unsatisfactory answer and had left.
“Hiss—!”
Enraged, the Sandstone Snake cornered the little boy in the alley and spat a large amount of Yellow Sand at him. The swirling grit aimed to deliver a fatal blow.
“Seems I’m really a hopeless case, not even a god can stand me.”
The little boy smiled bitterly, watching the incoming stone cones with no room to retreat.
But he didn’t regret his answer, nor did he want to hand over the Wind Spirit Cat.
He wanted to protect others!
Just as he closed his eyes, ready to accept his fate of severe injury, the voice spoke again:
“As you wish!”
In the sky, a Mist Raven flew past, lowering countless invisible Spirit Puppet Threads that silently pierced the little boy’s limbs, binding them tightly.
It was as if a puppeteer had picked up his marionette, ready to begin a grand performance.
This stage was set in the mortal world.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sharp sand pierced through the walls, exploding in a cloud of dust that blurred vision.
“He’s done for!”
The two followers shut their eyes, trembling, afraid they’d see a bloodied, mangled body.
“Now you know what happens when you cross me!”
The choppy-haired boy laughed heartily, completely unaware of the severity of the situation.
But just as he turned to leave, a frail figure reflected in his pupils, eyes cold and detached.
A thin fist grew larger in his vision—
Thud!
With a single Friendship Face-Breaking Fist, the little boy sent the choppy-haired boy flying. He slid across the ground before losing consciousness.
“Hiss—!”
Seeing this, the Sandstone Snake grew furious, spitting sand at the boy. But the boy rolled away, dodging the attack, and rose with a thin bamboo stick in hand—a child’s favorite “staff” weapon.
“Great Black Sky Sword Dance, Second Form — Waning Moon’s Falling Shadow!”
Manipulated by the mastermind behind the scenes, the little boy transformed into a sword master, agile and swift. Using the stick as a sword, a faint black waning moon shadow appeared behind him, as if ready to devour all things.
The Great Black Sky Sword Intent within spread, plunging the Sandstone Snake into eternal darkness.
The wooden stick in the boy’s hand suddenly flicked upward, striking the Sandstone Snake’s lower jaw as it prepared to spit sand.
The pain forced it to swallow the sand it was about to spew, nearly choking it.
But the assault didn’t end there.
The long staff descended like a waning moon crashing to earth, striking the ground with a howl. It slammed down fiercely, hitting the snake’s vital spot seven inches from its head, shattering its scales and leaving a bloody mess.
“Sss—”
Struck in its weak point, the Sandstone Snake’s eyes bulged, its body stiffened, and it collapsed beside its keeper.
This all happened in the blink of an eye, just as the two followers opened their eyes.
Had this kid really defeated a powerful pet beast with a mortal body?
How was that possible!?
How could a frail human defeat a transcendent creature!
But pinching their own skin, they realized this wasn’t a dream. Remembering how they’d bullied this kid earlier, their legs trembled with fear of retaliation.
“Aahhh, help…!”
Terrified, the two scrambled out of the alley on their hands and knees, abandoning their unconscious “boss” on the ground!
The little boy watched calmly, like a lone, aloof swordsman on stage. But as the invisible threads on his body dissipated, the grand performance came to an end.
The puppet strings retracted, and the hero returned to ordinary life.
His overexerted limbs suddenly ached, muscles cramping.
Staggering, he half-knelt on the ground. Looking at the weak Wind Spirit Cat in his arms, though nearing exhaustion, he still wore a bright smile:
“Thanks to Your Divine Majesty’s help, we’re both safe now!”
“Meow! (´▽`)”
The Wind Spirit Cat extended its tiny, barbed tongue and gently licked the little boy’s dirty face, showing affection and gratitude.
The boy couldn’t help but laugh:
“Haha, stop it, that tickles…”
Lu Yu, controlling the Mist Raven, turned to leave, but the little boy’s voice called out from behind:
“Are you an incarnation of a god?”
The Mist Raven paused and turned to see the little boy standing timidly yet resolutely, gazing at the black crow. Scratching his head shyly, the boy said:
“Your Divine Majesty appeared right after you landed.
I had my suspicions before, but now I’m sure. Thank you so much for your help.
If I’d gotten hurt, my mom would have had to work even harder to earn money. I don’t want her to struggle anymore.
Thank you very much!”
With that, the boy bowed deeply and said earnestly:
“Thank you, Your Majesty, the Night King. I will repay you someday!”
While being manipulated as a puppet and using the Great Black Sky Sword Art, the little boy had also sensed a trace of its sword intent.
It was like glimpsing the God of the Night—eternal, silent, yet embracing all things.
The master of the Great Dark Sky!
The King of the Dark Night!
Thump!
Hearing this chuuni title, the Mist Raven stumbled mid-air, nearly falling.
Flapping its wings, it vanished into the sky.
“Night King…”
The little boy repeated the name solemnly, as if engraving it firmly in his heart.
Then he crouched down and said to the three-legged Wind Spirit Cat:
“My name is Ling Xiaodong. I have a mom who loves me.
My family isn’t well-off, but I’d like to ask… will you become my family too?”
“Meow!”
The Wind Spirit Cat extended its paw without hesitation and placed it on Ling Xiaodong’s hand.
“Haha, I’ll call you Gongfu then, since it’s a three-legged cat’s kung fu!”
“Meow?” The cat looked confused.
Together, the boy and cat walked out of the alley…
In the sky, the Mist Raven dispersed the water mist concealing it and flew back into Lu Yu’s room, dissolving into countless transparent threads that were retrieved by the Little Spider.
“This cat is quite unexpected…”
Lu Yu watched the boy’s departing figure thoughtfully.
While experimenting with puppet manipulation, he had intended to use spider silk to block the Stone Cone attack. But the three-legged cat’s eyes glowed, drastically increasing Ling Xiaodong’s speed and allowing him to dodge perfectly.
Which led to everything that followed.
“This cat doesn’t seem to have lost a leg from a later injury but was born that way.
Meaning, it’s a Special Individual.”
Among transcendent species, due to the convergence and collision of vast spirituality, mutated individuals occasionally appear—similar to genetic mutations in the real world, but born from supernatural forces.
These are commonly called Special Species.
Mutations can be good or bad: some change color, some alter physically, and some modify racial skills.
The Wind Spirit Cat’s racial skill, Wind Walk, should allow it to ride the wind and accelerate itself—a mid-tier skill.
But this three-legged cat could cast a Light Body Buff on others, halving Ling Xiaodong’s body weight and granting him unparalleled agility.
Such an effect was at least a high-tier skill.
Compared to its kin, this three-legged cat was like a low-tier assassin class-changing into a noble mage.
Its future potential was limitless!
“Those who harbor dreams and protect the weak should not be left to struggle in thorns.”
Lu Yu smiled.
He wasn’t a saint, but he admired people with ideals.
If he wanted to help, he would just do it.
That was his attitude toward life. Not wanting extra trouble from meeting in person was also his way of thinking.
Although the title “Night King” was a bit chuuni, it was quite interesting.
Especially the character for “night” (夜), which in Chinese closely resembled an eye.
And he possessed the Eye of All-Seeing Truth.
“This kid seems to have grasped a sliver of the Great Black Sky Sword Intent.
Though it’s just a seed, it’s equivalent to obtaining the Heavenly Nun’s legacy, giving him limitless potential. I wonder if he’ll fade into obscurity or become a legend in the future…”
It really felt like playing the role of a mastermind pulling strings behind the scenes.
“After watching such a long show, I’m getting a bit hungry!”
Lu Yu stretched and prepared to go downstairs for a meal. He suddenly remembered he still owed the Student Council President a meal and figured he could settle both at once.
Every penny saved counted.
So he took out his phone and found the contact.
【Dusk Crow: President, want to grab breakfast together?】
A reply came quickly.
【President: Okay】
Lu Yu went to freshen up.
Girls tended to take their time, and she lived a bit farther away, so it would probably take twenty or thirty minutes. Fortunately, the soup dumpling shop downstairs was open until ten, and they made them fresh, so the taste wouldn’t suffer.
But less than ten seconds later, another message arrived.
【President: I’m downstairs at your place】
Lu Yu: ???