The Last Primal



A horizontal line gradually appeared on the East.

Just like that, the entire night passed by with the incessant ramblings of the burly man.

The burly man lamented reluctantly, "Time really passes extremely fast. I've only just started talking for a little."

Turning around, he looked at Aiden and was momentarily startled as he asked in shock.

"Eh, little monk! Why do you have such dark eye circles?"

"Why are your eyes bloodshot?"

"You don't look good! Your complexion is a tad greenish. Are you poisoned by the corpses?"

"Man, your muscles are twitching! Are you having a cramp?"

Aiden was agitated and rolled his eyes, almost fainting.

Piak!

The burly man slapped his own forehead in realization. "I've got it! Little monk, did you not manage to rest well last night?"

"Re… st?"

Aiden repressed the urge to punch the burly man and ground his teeth for a long time before snarling the word out.

He would rather engage the paragons of the North Region in a battle for three full days without resting than to listen to another word of this burly man.

This red-headed ghost was a devil-like existence!

"Look at that, look at that! Little monk, why are you so worked up with those widened eyes!"

"What's keeping you troubled? Let's talk things out! Don't keep it within yourself!"

The burly man patted Aiden on the shoulders and said earnestly.

Aiden panted heavily and lowered his head, feeling his entire head spin. His limbs felt weak and he did not have the strength to even talk anymore.

A dark glint flashed through the eyes of the burly man.

He beckoned his hand and a broken bowl filled with dew flew over from a grass patch not far away.

The fingernail on the burly man's index finger protruded slightly with a cold shimmer and he cut it gently across his thumb.

A thin cut appeared on his thumb with a trickle of blood.

The trickle of blood was so small that it wasn't even 1 of 10,000th of a normal drop of blood. It fell into the bowl of dew and fused swiftly with it.

The dew was still clear and there was nothing unusual about it.

His actions were extremely subtle and swift.

The moment the burly man received the broken bowl, his index finger made instant contact with his thumb, and the cut on the thumb disappeared as quickly as it appeared. With his head slumped, Aiden did not notice anything at all.

The burly man brought the broken bowl over to Aiden and passed it to him with a fake smile. Suddenly, his voice turned eerie and suspicious.

"Little monk, the night has been tiring on you. Have some water."

Although Aiden did not say much throughout the entire night, he was truly exhausted. When he saw the refreshing water before his eyes, he felt his mouth going dry.

Coupled with his drowsy state, he did not think much about it and took over the broken bowl before raising his head to drink it completely with a single mouthful.

The moment the cool water reached his stomach, Aiden felt much more refreshed.

Cling! Clang!

The rattling of the chains sounded.

Suddenly, Aiden felt his body turn light – the thick chains that restrained him initially were taken away by the burly man!

"What's the red-headed ghost trying to do? He's going to let me off this easily?"

Aiden frowned and looked at the burly man skeptically.

The burly man squatted on the ground and played with the rusty chains in his hands, grinning at Aiden with a demonic glint in his eyes.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Aiden's expression changed as he felt his stomach rumble.

Instantly, an extremely tremendous and rich life force surged through his entire body rapidly!

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Aiden's skin split apart and tore through his entire body like a spiderweb in a frightening manner!

There was way too much lifeforce essence!

Every single inch of Aiden's flesh was being torn apart!

In the blink of an eye, he was filled with blood and a misty, scarlet fog surrounded him. His bloodline surged and emanated a rich dark, sinister, demonic energy!

"Ah!"

Aiden roared into the skies with bloodshot eyes as green veins popped up on his neck, slithering like serpents.

His body expanded uncontrollably; his flesh was expanding, his tendons were moving, his bones were sounding and his organs were shaking!

It was way too painful!

The terrifying burst of lifeforce essence within his body was almost causing him to implode!

Pain cruised through Aiden's body endlessly as he bent over, quivering and almost going into a spasm. His vision flashed with darkness and he could faint at any moment!

Unknowingly, the old monk had appeared at the back of the backyard with a deep look of worry in his eyes.

The burly man was equally nervous, no longer grinning as joyfully as before.

"Roar!"

A coarse roar sounded from the depths of Aiden's throat, as though he was an injured wild beast that was struggling on the brink of death!

The amount of life force essence was truly way too massive and frightening.

It had practically turned into a destructive cyclone within Aiden's body, pushing through everything with an overwhelming force!

Aiden's consciousness gradually faded.

He could no longer feel everything around him.

He could only pant heavily and struggle to hold on with the remaining bit of grit he had left!

A shadow flashed.

The old monk arrived beside Aiden and glared at the burly man with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Thereafter, he turned to look at Aiden intently.

He chanted a religious proclamation repeatedly. Even though he looked composed, the speed he was counting his prayer beads increased as time passed by – it was clear that he was tense internally.

The burly man grabbed his hair and a thin layer of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

A while later, when Aiden could not hold on any longer, he fell to the ground with a thud, covered in mud, and fainted.

Piak!

The old monk's expression changed and with the shift in his emotions, the prayer beads in his hands shattered!

The burly man was horrified and walked forward, slapping Aiden on the cheeks while shouting, "Wake up, little monk! Don't scare me!"

Aiden had no reaction at all. His eyes were tightly shut and his pulse turned increasingly weak.

The burly man yelled a few more times with an anxious expression.

There was still no response from Aiden and his breathing was extremely faint.

A while later, Aiden's heart stopped beating entirely and no breath came from under his nose. His blood flowed slowly until it became completely still.

Aiden's body slowly turned cold, lying motionlessly in the mud.

"It's over, it's over!"

The burly man sat down with a frightfully pale expression, completely stunned.

"He had such a great potential to inherit my abilities perfectly! Just like that…" The burly man's expression stagnated as he murmured to himself.

Frowning, the old monk had an extremely terrible expression as he glared at the burly man and asked, "How much of your blood did you feed him?"

"Just a trickle. It's less than a ten-thousandth of a drop of blood," The burly man replied softly and did not dare to make contact with the old monk's gaze.

The old monk had practiced Buddhism for a long period of time and had seen through worldly affairs a long time ago – nothing much could trigger a reaction from him.

However, when he heard that, he was truly enraged and questioned in a huff, "Have you gone mad? The amount of energy in that trickle of blood is enough to kill any Martial Grandmaster ten times over! You fed that to him entirely?!"

The burly man pouted his mouth despondently. "That little monk called me a red-headed ghost so I wanted to let him suffer a little. Who would have thought…"

"You!" The old monk was so angry that he was speechless.

"I-I merely wanted to help his Inner Core recover faster."

The burly man was even stuttering out of guilt.

When the old monk saw the regretful expression on the burly man's face, he could not bring himself to reproach the latter any further.

There was already no way of turning back now that things had come to this.

"Haih."

The old monk sighed deeply and lamented, "This tribulation should be part of this lad's life. To think that fate would still catch up to him even after he came here."

"I caused this to him."

The burly man slumped his head with a dejected expression.

After a moment of silence, the old monk said softly, "Let's bury him here. Everyone who is buried in this cemetery were peerless experts thousands of years ago. It will be befitting of him."

Even though he said that the old monk knew that a dead person was like a flame that was extinguished.

Extreme Martial Knight, strongest monster incarnate in history… all of those meant nothing and would eventually be forgotten in the future with the passing of his life, drowned in the sands of time.

The old monk sighed internally and waved his sleeves, coiling up Aiden's body to walk deep into the cemetery.