Age of Heroes (Age of Heroes Chronicles)

Chapter 209: Encounter at the temple (2)

'The Southern Healer' Arial mutter under his breath. Before Arial could even approach the Southern Healer, something else happened.

From the corner of the yard, the voice of a woman sounded, a cold voice laced with anger. And the crowd around the person disperses away.

'You have finally come out from your sleep, Montesquieu! I have been waiting long and you know my temperament. I hate waiting!' She screamed and the crowd around that person disperses revealing to Arial the Western Serpent.

Arial frowned.

'She is the Western Serpent' Arial had met with some of the so called disciples of the Western Serpent and he never had a good impression of her.

Arial did not doubt for a second that the woman at the corner of that yard, is the true Western Serpent.

Arial could see the design of her palanquin and the famed Serpent Maiden behind her, twelve woman clad in white all covering their lower faces with white veil, there is no doubt this is the famed Western Serpent

Whatever Arial imagine of her it is not this. Arial look again just to make sure. It is not this, he mused again.

The Western Serpent has the look of a mature woman, her lower face is veiled but her beautiful clear green eyes scan the people and her surrounding, her gaze is determined and resolute.

She is beautiful, he has to assume and her attire make her exquisitely beautiful. It is not extravagant or full of accessories.

She wears a full length white dress in the Western style, Zettelian fabric, attached green jade belting and western tribe's graphic, printed along the hem of the dress in gold.

On her head is a laurel designed to seem like a serpent. She wears a pair of elegant sandals that complement the cut on her dress and a serpent bracelet on her arms, looking dignified like a Queen.

he put her age to be around twenty.

She is like a petal of rose, beheld from afar, beautiful, touch it, and you will be cut.

Such is the appeal she possessed, a charm Arial did not expect that emanated from one of the most dangerous martial artist from the martial arts world.

'No wonder people called her youngest one of the martial artist said.' Arial heard some chatter.

'She is the son of Poison Lord. No wonder she can be one of the most famous martial arts practitioner.' another chimed in.

"Beautiful and mystifying" Another added.

Arial nodded in agreement.

It is because of this factor, that she is so versed in poison and her prodigious skills enables her to learn and create many weird martial art techniques that infuses poisons making her a very tricky enemy.

'Ah, Patron Sharazade. You have come' The Abbot said calmly.

'Yes.' She said, the hint of anger is still there.

'What is this ruckus about then, if you don't mind explaining?' the Abbot asked calmly.

Arial knows that the Abbot is trying to persuade the Serpent to go back down the mountain

But as far as he knows, the Serpent is not some kind a good girl that would listen to such sermon of a monk of Linzi.

The Abbot is not acknowledging her challenge.

Then like they have talked about this with each other, the movement begins.

The Sect all takes their places on both corners, some supporting the Abbot, some supporting the Serpent.

The evil sect supports the Serpent, the righteous sect supported the Abbot. The Serpent looks at the Abbot with a hurt expression.

'I have heard what you said of me. I am not the Western Serpent if I do not defeat you today.'

'What do you mean?' The Abbot said puzzled. From the looks of it, he really doesn't know. The serpent got up from her chair and began to talk about her disciple adventure.

'One of my disciples Batrisya went to Zettel a month ago. She then encounters a man called Liao Bao' and with that name Arial ears perked up.

Liao Bao? Then Arial remember that he sent him to Zettel a month ago.

"This Liao Bao is the disciple of the Northern Badger and he said to my disciple after defeating her, that the Western Serpent is not the only youngest among the Four Immortals but also the weakest. He said, he doubts I could even defeat the famed Southern Healer. Imagine my anger when hearing this.'

Liao Bao is the disciple of Northern Badger! This is a new revelation that Arial had just gotten to know.

Thinking about it again, that Liao Bao is crafty and maybe he said that to enraged his opponent.

But if Liao Bao can defeat one of the disciples of the Serpent then that means he is not any normal person.

Hmm' Arial think for a moment on his past interaction with Liao Bao.

He acknowledges Liao Bao agility because Arial have once seen Liao Bao fighting side by side with Helia but his internal energy is not that high.

Then probably he excels in lightness techniques. Arial decided to ask him later when his business here is settled

The Abbot hearing this matter shakes his head slowly.

'So, this is why you came? The deed of your pride?' And he shakes his head again.

'Would it satisfy you if I said I'm weaker than you Patron Sharazade?" He bargained ready to exit the scene.

Apparently the Abbot doesn't care much about his reputation as long as no one gets hurts. In Arial position it is good of course. He could then ask the Abbot what he want to know.

'I want to defeat you in the battle of arms, for the martial art world to see that I'm not weak' she cried.

To Arial she looked like a whining child.

'Then let just say that I lose to you.' He declares and he was about to enter the inner temple when a flying weapon fly towards him with incredible speed.

'BE CAREFUL' Arial yelled while the audience gasps.

But even when the Abbot back is turned, his closed palm on his back open and energy covered his body.

Then a shocking sight appears to all. The Abbot held the flying weapon with his energy. The flying weapon is hovering in the air.

The Abbot is making it levitate with his sheer profound internal energy. Then he closed his palm and the dagger fall down and cracked.

Arial look at this display of internal energy and his eyes is filled with admiration.

He must admit that the Southern Healer internal energy is quite powerful, probably even more than him.

This is not a matter of accumulation but of quality. Arial internal energy is pure and so does the Abbot but there is a different quality between them

Though, Arial does not know what it is.

The Abbot sighed as he turned his face back staring at the Serpent, his eyes full of pity. There is something about them both. Arial surmised

Some history none of the people here knows. The righteous sect was nervous and worried about the Abbot.

'Abbot, please take offense' some of the members of the righteous supporting the Abbot plead.

'She is intent on making Linzi Temple lose face' one of them said and this makes the Abbot uncomfortable.

Arial frowned as he understands the Abbot dilemma.