I can return to the age of mysterious-Chapter 62 - 0 Killing Intent_1

Chapter 62: 062 Killing Intent_1

Chapter 62: 062 Killing Intent_1

“I won’t be heading back, I have some matters to attend to.”

At an intersection, Heige halted in his tracks and announced.

“I need to return home to check in as well. It’s been almost six months since I last saw my parents.” Lanxi smoothed his dark green hair as he spoke.

Prior to Casio becoming the fifth core disciple, the entire Wind Elephant Gate had four core disciples. The oldest disciple was far away in East Sea County, studying for a full year, while the third and fourth disciples were assigned to two important branches in North Flow Country. The second disciple, their senior sister, resided at the Wind Elephant Gate’s headquarters.

However, she spent her years secluded, rarely making public appearances.

Therefore, it was normal for them each to have their own agendas upon their return.

“I don’t really have any specific plans,” Moses picked at his black eyepatch, indicating a slight itch on his surrounding skin. “I just so happen to be heading the same way as junior brother, so I might as well accompany him back to the main gate. It’s been quite some time since I last visited.”

Subsequently, the group split up, leaving only Casio and Moses to wait for the horse carriage. Five minutes later, a horse-drawn carriage arrived.

After more than half an hour, they arrived at the mountain gate of the Wind Elephant Gate.

Moses looked at the slightly rusted black iron gate with some nostalgia. He told Casio about the time he attended the Youth Training Camp and was so hungry that he tried to climb over the gate to buy food in the urban area. However, he was discovered and ended up dismantling the entire gate in his panic.

He managed to get food, but was consequently punished with doubled training for a month. The strenuous regime nearly wore him out. Fortunately, his body was fortuitous. Unlike ordinary people, he managed to complete training before every meal time.

All in all, he didn’t have to starve.

As Moses recounted the past, Casio could deeply relate. His first violation had also resulted in half a month’s worth of doubled training. However, without Moses’s exceptional strength, he could hardly finish training in time for meals. His roommate and sister, Li Chu, even had to bring him supper every night.

As they walked and talked, Moses seemed to be reminiscing about the past. He appeared to be a quiet chatterbox.

On the way, Casio swung by his apartment to change into a more comfortable outfit. Afterwards, he walked alongside Moses, engaging in conversation.

Passing through the tree-lit avenue and over the cobblestone road, Casio and Moses arrived at the disciples’ residential area. They went to catch up with some old friends, and Casio brought along some items to present them.

Moses was carrying a large bag filled with a faint medicinal scent, possibly containing potions for physique training.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly cunning Moses also had a tender side. Of course, the possibility that it was just another one of his pranks was not dismissed. Currently, the Wind Elephant Gate had not publicly disclosed that they had received a supply of Orchid Heart Grass, only providing it to the core disciples.

With half a year passing, it seemed likely that they were ready to cultivate the Orchid Heart Grass artificially. The Wind Elephant Sect would eventually start distributing the potion, whether in a few days or a couple of months.

For now, as Moses presented the disciples with the potions, his uninformed friends might be deeply moved, even to tears.

After all, even for the core disciples, a supply of only three potions per month would be quite precious. Who wouldn’t be grateful to Moses?

But imagine the intense happiness and the sentimental words shared before the sect suddenly announces large scale supply of the potion within a few days. That would indeed be a successful yet cruel joke.

Of course, this was just Casio projecting his own malice. Chances were that Moses was indeed a person who cherished old friendships!

Just as Casio was thinking along these lines, from a nearby house, sounds of sobbing intertwined with Moses’s modest words reverberated. The atmosphere seemed genuinely emotional.

After a moment, he saw Moses step out of the house with a large bag, and enter another house. This repeated four to five times, with voices of gratitude wafting out frequently.

Casio wore a peculiar expression. Earlier, Moses had mentioned that during his time at the Youth Training Camp, he didn’t make many friends and ended up with a number of enemies. How was it possible for him to have so many friends now?

Upon realizing this crucial point, Casio rubbed his forehead with a pang of headache. He took a few steps forward down the stone pathway, distancing himself from the residential area. This was to avoid being spotted by the “friends” who might express their gratitude upon seeing him while Moses was having a conversation.

Now, at five in the afternoon, the evening sky emanated a rusty hue as a large, golden-red halo of clouds began to disperse.

Casio glanced at the upper right-hand corner – there were only about 30 or so segments remaining on the time scale. He was initially granted a stay of over six months, which he managed to push to thirty days after grinding Damo.

It was now time to fulfill a part of Li Wei’s vengeance.

Suddenly, the Wind Ivory Pendant logo on the time scale flickered as if it had been electrified. A potent vengeance surged to his mind.

Casio quickly turned his head to scan his surroundings. Down the extensive gray flagstone path, a redhead youth dressed in an overcoat, holding a wooden travel case, was approaching, step by step.

Finn! Casio blurted the name out.

When was Li Wei’s most painful time period? The answer was now. He despised his own cowardice, and the man who was the reason behind his sister’s death. He hated his own inability to avenge the insult. It is often said that loners tend to have twisted mindsets – Casio’s resentment towards Finn was deeply entrenched and twisted not only because of his sister’s demise, but also because of his own resentment and blame towards his present destitute state.

Although his current situation was largely due to his timid character, most people would hardly blame themselves…

Therefore, the depth and intensity of the anger that Casio felt from Li Wei’s vengeance far exceeded his imagination. If he were to quantify it, the time allowance would increase by almost a year, roughly equivalent to draining four Damos, if he were to get rid of Finn.

Down the flagstone path, while Casio silently watched Finn, Finn detected a familiar figure in sight.

He recalled the almost forgotten incident from five years ago.

The sister of a young boy committed suicide after the incident, and the boy was belittled as a coward by the crowd for several years. He was called Li Wei, wasn’t he?

Wearing a smile on his face, Finn walked up to Casio and uttered in an insufferable manner, “Don’t block the way, weepy Li Wei. Uh, my mistake, your nickname’s coward, isn’t it?”

“Haha.” He laughed dismissively.

Same tone, same expression. Over the past five years, Li Wei has encountered Finn several times, always being provoked like this.

Does Finn consider such behavior a kind of show-off?

Some people seem to regard oppressing others as proof of their superiority and prowess. The more the oppressed stay silent, the happier he becomes: “I’m really amazing!”

“Why aren’t you speaking? Ha.” Just as Finn was about to continue, a tall silhouette suddenly appeared behind him.

Finn instantly felt a wave of intense heat radiating towards him, a massive, violent aura gradually spreading. The hairs on his back stood on end and he felt as if he was about to falter.

“Mo…Moses, Senior Brother!” Finn stuttered respectfully as he turned to see a fierce face.

“Is this how you speak to your senior brother?”

Moses said expressionlessly.

“Huh?” Finn paused: “What…?”

“I mean… Is this how you speak to your fifth senior brother, Li Wei?!” Moses’s face twitched, malicious intent twirling around his brows, enhanced by his imposing physique.

Anyone who saw this would feel as if they were being crushed by a high wall.

“Fifth senior brother? Li Wei?!”

Finn’s eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, disbelief etched across his face. When did Li Wei become one of the core disciples?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! That wuss?!

Finn turned his gaze, and spotting the Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant hanging around Casio’s neck, he noticed that it was the color representing the status of a core disciple, not the white of a common disciple.

“Real… Really…?” Finn said weakly.

“Call him Senior Brother.” Moses’s towering figure blocked most of the sunlight casting a shadow over Finn.

“…” Finn looked at Casio, opening his mouth but couldn’t speak.

“I will say it again, call him Senior Brother.” Moses repeated.

His tone was undeniably domineering.

“Sen… Senior Brother.” Finn stuttered.

“Smoothly.”

“Senior Brother.” His voice was somewhat small.

“Louder.”

“Senior Brother!” Finn shouted.

“Good, leave!” Moses said ‘leave’, but his tone felt more like ‘scram’. Finn, however, didn’t dare to argue.

He quickly scuttled away.

Under the scorching sun, on the grey stones, only Moses and Casio were left. The surrounding atmosphere became somewhat stagnant.

Moses suddenly began, “You wanted to kill him.”

Not a question, but a statement.

Casio was slightly silent, “How did you know?”

“I could feel your killing intent, so intense it’s almost unable to be concealed.” Moses smiled, then snapped his fingers crisply.

“Don’t move your hands inside the Wind Elephant Gate, there will be plenty of opportunities once he’s outside…” Moses glanced at Casio meaningfully: “I can help you, after all we are brothers.”

Casio: “Isn’t Finn also a fellow disciple? Moreover, if discovered killing a fellow disciple, one would be judged directly by the rules of the sect.”

He said that, yet his tone was filled with killing intent.

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“He’s not worthy of being a disciple! The old man only has two senior brothers, one senior sister, and one junior brother…” Moses chuckled: “Just say if you want to off him or not, I know the ins and outs of this matter. How can I put up with the annoyance coming from such people?”

“Hehehe.” Casio squinted and laughed.

“Hehehe.” Moses grinned with his mouth wide open, looking quite vicious.

United, the brothers were ready to commit heinous deeds.