Home of the Brave

The silver crescent moon hangs high on the forest at night, radiating a radiant light through the clouds and mist like gauze.

Walked more than ten meters away along the narrow passage and came to the exit of the cliff cave. The noise from the campfire was left behind, and all that was left was the silence and darkness that ruled the forest. In a clearing with moonlight, the two of them found a place to sit down. Although it is August in the middle of summer, the temperature at night is lower than during the day, and it feels a bit cold to sit still.

"Hah!"

Xia Luwei couldn't help but sneezed a little. When she recovered, a blanket had fallen on her.

"…what?"

"Put it on, lest you catch a cold."

Dai Yang said so, but his clothes looked thinner than Xia Luwei.

"I...I don't need it, you can use it yourself." Xia Luwei blushed and tried to push the blanket back.

"The method of exercise is different. This bit of chill is nothing to me. Just wear it." Dai Yang said like this, and forcibly put the blanket on her shoulders.

Although Dai Yang did not deliberately show off, his condescending attitude still made Xia Luwei slightly unhappy. However, thinking of the scene when someone ravaged the ogre, Xia Luwei could hardly make any strong rebuttal, and she had to accept the kindness of the black-haired youth with an expression of unwillingness.

(This person...what is...) Xia Luwei hid her head under the blanket, only revealing her eyes and secretly looking at the black-haired young man.

As if not aware of her gaze, Dai Yang yawned boredly next to him, and then stared at the forest in front of him in a daze. The moonlight fell on his face, and the black-haired young man's expression was calm and serene, and there was not the slightest wave of turbulence on his body, as if he wanted to merge with the night. Looking at it, Xia Luwei's eyes suddenly lost focus, and she blinked her eyes several times before bringing the black-haired young man back into her sight.

(What's going on... The breath has completely disappeared...)

Xia Luwei was surprised. Since the previous Dai Yang seemed to be completely harmless to humans and animals, she somewhat doubted whether what she saw during the day was an illusion, but now this suspicion no longer exists—regardless of the beating ogres during the day. Whether it is a black-haired tyrant or a harmless appearance with a completely hidden breath in front of him, it is enough to prove that the black-haired young man in front of him is absolutely extraordinary.

(Who is he...)

Strong curiosity came out of Xia Luwei's heart, rolling like magma. She couldn't help biting her lip, looking anxiously at someone who had begun to close her eyes and rest.

"...If you have any questions, just ask."

Probably because of her gaze, Dai Yang opened his eyes and looked at her helplessly.

"Huh? Can you?"

"It's not a shameful thing anyway. If you want to listen, it doesn't matter if you tell you."

Dai Yang said with a wry smile, it seemed that he had guessed what Xia Luwei wanted to ask.

"That..." Xia Luwei took a deep breath first, calmed down, and then tentatively asked.

"Well, you... seem to be very good?"

"It's not like, I'm already very good."

Dai Yang didn't mean to be modest at all, but his attitude was somewhat self-defeating. "I've been practicing'The Acting of No Phase God' with my father since I was five years old. The first time I singled out with an ogre, was it about twelve years old? I can't remember the details, but after that, they It's not a threat to me."

"Twelve years old..." Xia Luwei widened her eyes.

At the age of twelve, she couldn't even hold a knight sword, but Dai Yang had reached the level of an elite knight. The difference in strength between the two is as desperate as an ogre and a goblin. While feeling frustrated, Xia Luwei suddenly became curious about the martial arts mentioned by Dai Yang.

"Well, "Wu Xiang Shen" is..."

"Ah, that is my family's family martial arts."

The so-called family martial arts are probably the same as the unnamed five styles of the Isailay family, right? Xia Luwei nodded her head to express her understanding, but she was still a little confused.

"Sounds like a strange name?"

"Of course, because it wasn't from Palamia's side."

"No... not from Palamia?"

"Well, the Dai family originally lived in the Middle-earth China. It was only from my grandfather's generation that they settled in Palamia."

Dai Yang reported her ancestral home, but Xia Luwei showed a look she had never heard of.

"Middle-earth China?"

"Ah, it should be easier to understand if you say it as the'Silk Continent', right?"

"Silk Continent!" Xia Luwei understood this time, but couldn't help exclaiming. "You... Are you from Silk Continent? Isn't that far?"

"Well, I don't know how far it is, and I haven't been back..." Dai Yang scratched his head, showing a very regretful expression. "But I heard from the old man that I set off from the Snow Alliance by sea boat and sailed eastward. If you are lucky, you will be there in half a year... I think, it should be considered as far away?"

"In other words, you are here to do business in Palamia?" Xia Luwei thought so.

The Silk Continent is famous for producing precious and luxurious silk, porcelain, and tea. On the Snow Alliance, located at the southeast corner of the Palamian continent, merchant ships from the Silk Continent can be seen almost every month. It is said that there are many black-haired and black-eyed Orientals who stayed in the Snow League to do business. Reminiscent of the Dai family's operation of a grocery store in Lanlos Town, Xia Luwei naturally thought that Dai Yang was the same as them.

"No." The black-haired young man shook his head unexpectedly. "My family left Middle-earth China to avoid disaster."

"Avoid...Avoid disaster?"

This unexpected word immediately gave Xia Luwei an ominous association, while Dai Yang scratched her head as if distressed how to explain it, and then continued talking after a while.

"Well, if you want to explain, you have to start with my grandfather Zeng's generation..."

※※※

"It starts with my grandpa's generation..."

Starting with these words, the black-haired young man slowly revealed the secrets of the Dai family.

Dai Yang’s great grandfather Dai Wutian was once the wicked master of China’s Middle-earth China, and he is also a peerless genius who is known as the "one victory in a hundred times". Before the birth of Dai Wutian, the so-called family martial arts of the Dai family were only second-rate local stalls. However, relying on such cheap local stalls, Dai Wutian literally crossed the Middle-earth China at the age of twenty, literally achieving the reputation of "invincible in the world". By the time he was 30 years old, Dai Wutian's achievements in martial arts had reached a level that later generations would not be able to reach even in another two or three hundred years. His continued pursuit of strength had lost its meaning to him.

Standing on the peak of the cloud, Dai Wutian tasted the loneliness of being defeated by Dugu. One day, he suddenly woke up, abandoned the martial arts and entered the literature, and turned to study other fields-Qimen Dunjia, Poison Hidden Weapon, Tantric Buddhism, Taoist Alchemy... With unprecedented talent, at the age of forty, Dai Wutian reached a level that mortals could not reach even if they spent a lifetime in these fields. After that, Dai Wutian went into retreat for ten years, collated and refined what he had learned, and then created the fascinating "Wuxiang Shenyan".

"Wuxiang Shenyan" is by no means pure martial arts, nor is it a magical spell of Buddhism and Taoism. In fact, such a thing has been born in the past between heaven and earth, so it is impossible to describe it in words. In any case, Dai Wutian, who created the "Wuxiang Shenyan", has actually touched the realm of God-comprehending the most fundamental principles between the heaven and the earth, driving the vitality of the heaven and earth as he pleases-and practicing the "Wuxiang Shenyan" to the extreme. Dai Wutian, whose power can go into the sea, call the wind and rain, and even destroy the earth.

However, this kind of blasphemy cannot be tolerated by the heavens when touching the realm of God with the body of a mortal.

Since the creation of the "Wuxiang Shenyan", Dai Wutian has suffered more than 300 days of tribulation, but he mobilized the vitality of the world and forcibly broke it. The price of going against the sky every time is the death of all creatures and the ashes of all things. Such tragedies have been staged again and again in the land of Shenzhou. As a result, the thousands of living beings who have died have turned into irreversible killings and accumulated on Dai's head, and finally become the Heaven Extinction Curse that even Dai Wutian can't crack.

"The Dai family will end in three generations." When Dai Wutian dreamed of this one day, his wife, concubine and children died at the same time, and only the younger son who had not yet reached the full moon was left in the Dai Wutian family. Dai Wutian forcibly brought his youngest son back from the ghost gate with a force against the sky, but he could not save the lives of other relatives. Looking at the corpses of his children and thinking of the curse of "The Dai family will end in three generations", Dai Wutian finally realized the fact that he was unable to return to heaven.

In order to avoid the scourge, Dai Wutian left Middle-earth China with his young son who was still alive, and came to this land of Palamia. Although the Scourge has ceased since then, the Curse of Extinguishment entwined around Dai's head still exists. Dai Wutian had to make a ten-year poisonous oath and utterly martial arts in front of heaven and earth, only to save his youngest son's life.

For the next ten years, Dai Wutian and his youngest son lived in seclusion in the Snow League, without hurting anyone or destroying a tree, and lived an ordinary life.

With the gradual growth of the younger son, the ten-year agreement has also expired. One day, Dai Wutian called his youngest son to the front and passed down the next volume of "Wuxiang Shenyan", leaving behind the last words "must pass on from generation to generation, and don't kill innocent people indiscriminately." Then he walked to the courtyard and died in the wind with a bitter sigh, leaving no trace of...

※※※

"...The youngest son who inherited the scrolls and precepts is my grandfather Dai Wuwei."

After a long talk, Dai Yang concluded with this sentence.

"Uh..." As the only listener, Xia Luwei showed a blank look on her face, obviously not waking up from the thrilling family history of the Dai family.

"In short, this is the way it is. Because of the family precepts, I can't kill casually. Dean and the others also know about this, so they don't have special expectations for me."

Dai Yang summed up the cause of the matter in this sentence, and Xia Luwei finally recovered from her absent-minded attitude.

"Yes...Is that so..."

"Yes, it is like that."

Dai Yang nodded and answered in the affirmative. Originally thinking that things should end here, but found that the female knight still looked at herself with a hesitant look, she couldn't help sighing, and continued the conversation.

"By the way, do you have any questions?"