Chapter 0003 – What is your wish? -Absolute Return

I opened my eyes.

I don’t know how many times in my life I’ve experienced the opening and closing of my eyes, but never once, as much as now, have I longed for it.

Let me go back in time, let me change everything!

It was as if the heavens had heard my prayers, and the sight that presented itself was the best atonement for all the sufferings of the past.

I stood on the wide martial arts stage, and underneath the stage, in blackness, were thousands of Demon Cult congregations. Their cheers were deafening, as if they were about to overturn the sky.

The line of sight crossed over the crowd, and in the distance were three huge statues of Demon Gods towering over the clouds, intertwined in red, blue, and yellow, holding swords and knives, as if they would descend from the sky at any moment and raze the entire martial arts arena to the ground.

And even farther away there, an even more majestic black demonic god statue stood proudly, its arms encircled, looking down on all living beings, that was the symbol of the Heavenly Demon God Sect.

“I’m back!”

My heart was beating so violently that it felt like it was going to pop out of my chest.

“Roar! –“

The earth-shattering cheers rang out again, as if in celebration of my return.

“By the way, today is ……”

At that moment, a figure leapt onto the martial arts stage and stood against me.

“It’s the day of the new demonic battle!”

It dawned on me.

Around this time, Father suddenly announced that the choice of the next Patriarch would no longer be limited to his bloodline.

The moment this statement was made, the entire Demon Sect was suddenly abuzz. This meant that as long as one had enough strength, anyone could become the next sect master of the Heavenly Demon God Sect.

To show his determination, Father decided to hold a tournament open to all the young congregations, and the winners would be given the opportunity to challenge my brother and me, and win or lose, they would receive Father’s commendation.

This tournament is the “New Devil’s Battle”.

“Sword Wuji! Sword Wuji!”

Offstage, the group of demons were chanting my name.

That’s right, I’m Sword Wuji, the youngest son of the Heavenly Devil, the one who is remembered by the Ghost Spirit.

Upon hearing the cheers of the crowd, my opponent’s face clouded over.

“Hmph! Later on, you will change your words! Even if you’re the Young Sect Master, I won’t show any mercy!”

At the time, I was offended by his provocation that he thought I was easier to deal with than my brother.

But now it seems that there is a deeper reason why he chose me.

“It’s not too late for you to admit defeat!” He said condescendingly, as if he was winning.

And I, indeed, lost the bout.

But it wasn’t because of a lack of strength, it was because I fell for the other party’s cunning plan. He bribed one of the handymen in my kitchen and put power-dispersing poison in my meals.

That is a very special kind of poison that disperses power, usually nothing different, but once you use your internal power, your whole body will be powerless and your true qi will be dispersed. I later realized that it was a secret drug called “Black Concubine” developed by the Evil Alliance.

Anyway, I lost the tournament that day. I told my father about it, but he didn’t say anything, just looked at me with a hateful look.

I began to become desperate and unscrupulous in order to save face.

My rival, no longer my brother and the other competitors, but myself, my pride, my reluctance. As soon as I close my eyes, I think of my father’s disappointed look.

I kept making mistakes, kept failing, and, ultimately, lost the battle for the heir apparent.

And it all started with that bout.

“What was your name again?” I asked, looking at the opponent in front of me, pretending to be puzzled.

A burst of laughter erupted from the stage, and the opponent’s face became even more ugly. He must have thought that I was deliberately humiliating him.

But I can’t really remember what his name was.

“You …… how dare you ignore me, Goupeng Hao, so much! You are showing great disrespect to my master, the Blood Heavenly Blade Demon!”

“Oh, come to think of it, your name is Gupinho.”

Gou Ping Hao, one of the seven disciples of the Blood Heavenly Sword Demon Gou Tian Bo, he must have pulled off quite a few plots and tricks during the New Demon Battle in order to make it all the way through the battle and end up standing in front of me.

“You can’t talk nonsense, I just don’t remember you, what does that have to do with your master?”

Once again, there was a burst of laughter from the stage, this time it was someone from the One Flower Sword Venerable lineage that didn’t deal with the Blood Heavenly Blade Demon.

“You brat! Looks like you’re really tired of living!” Gupyeong-ho was furious, but there was nothing he could do about me.

I didn’t bother to pay attention to him and turned my head to look above the high platform where my father, Heavenly Demon Sword Yu Zhen, was sitting.

Even among these thousands of Demon Sect congregations, he still stood out as unrivaled.

If a random person was asked to find out who the Heavenly Devil was, he would be able to point to my father without hesitation. Because, the sense of my father’s presence was just like a dash of bright red vermillion dotted on a black and white scroll, so striking and dazzling.

Beside my father, there were the eight masters of the devil religion, the Eight Devils. Each of them, all of them were mighty and powerful, it was only in front of father that they appeared to be dim.

My father and I met eyes.

I could feel him watching me, like he was looking at a trapped animal, wanting to see how I would struggle to survive.

It was a look that I had never felt before in my previous life.

“So, you already knew I was poisoned ……”

My mind was made up.

He knew all along, he just didn’t say anything. He seemed indifferent, but in fact everything was under his control.

It’s back in time, but some things, they’re not the same anymore.

“In that case ……”

I already had a plan in mind.

It was the next best thing to cry to him after being poisoned, like in his previous life.

Postponing the tournament on the grounds of poisoning is the middle strategy.

Defeating your opponent in a dignified manner without using internal force is the best policy.

Of course I’m going to go for the upper hand, I’m not the same brat I was back then, I’ve been through more years than my father, my mind, it’s not what it used to be.

It’s just a mere Guping Ho, even if I don’t use my inner strength, I can easily defeat him.

But right now, I can’t expose too much of my strength, I want everyone to know that I, Jian Wuji, am not a waste of time.

I took a deep breath and held my hands up high, signaling the crowd to be quiet.

Then, with all my strength, I said loudly, “Today, in front of all of you heroes, I announce that I, Jian Wu Ji, will not use a single ounce of my internal strength to fight a duel with Gou Ping Hao to the death! I, have this confidence!”

As soon as my words fell, the room first fell silent, and then, immediately afterward, thunderous cheers erupted.

“Roar! –“

On the contrary, Gupyeongho’s face was hard to see. How could he not expect that I would come to this.

He must be thinking: How did you know I poisoned him?

Want to know?

Unfortunately, I prefer not to tell you!

Now, if he still used his inner strength, then he would be a scumbag that everyone scorned.

“Since the Young Sect Master is so confident, then Mister Gou will also give up his life and not use his internal power!” Gu Pinghao said stiffly.

Unsurprisingly, he still chose to compromise.