Chapter 32: Meeting With Past ;(

Zhao Luo felt as if his head was spinning. For him, it was like being inside a rainbow.

"So Many Colors."

Everywhere he would look, it would be a multitude of colors.

"Beautiful."

Zhao Luo thought that he was traveling inside some color art.

'Fwooosh'

The next instant he found himself looking down at some similar marks.

2nd City of Xin Mountain Range.

In contrast to its name, it was the 3rd biggest city of the Xin Mountain Range.

In the middle of this big city, there was a black building.

All the teleportation to other cities or from other cities to this city were accessed after entering that particular building, just like in any other city.

The teleportation circle inside the building had two people appear on it.

One of them had his eyes closed and looked normal.

The other was hardly standing straight. He was stumbling around as if ready to fall any time.

"Oh, hey hang in there."

The person who had his eyes closed opened them.

He was Brother Sang and the person who was standing like a drunk guy was Zhao Luo.

Brother Sang supported Zhao Luo by holding him on his near shoulder.

Zhao Luo snapped out of it. Everything happened in an instant and yet it felt like a long time. Zhao Luo thought he was in a dream filled with colors.

"That was so overwhelming."

Zhao Luo said to Brother Sang hinting about what he saw while teleporting.

"Maybe try closing your eyes next time."

Brother Sang replied.

It was common knowledge to close your eyes right after coming into the circle.

'This guy.'

But how would Zhao Luo know this?

It was his first experience traveling through the teleportation circle.

Brother Sang was looking intently at Zhao Luo and it got uncomfortable for Zhao Luo so he took a step back to help himself away from Brother Sang.

"Maybe you tell me the next time."

Zhao Luo replied as he stood straight and regained his composure.

"There won't be any need as I have already told you."

Brother Sang replied.

While they were conversing a guy was standing next to one of the rods around the circle.

He came in front of Zhao Luo and Brother Sang.

"Welcome back Boss."

He bowed respectfully and said while facing Brother Sang.

Zhao Luo said while looking at this porter.

"You are more than what meets the eye."

Zhao Luo was trying to pry while complimenting Brother Sang. A porter called him Boss, Zhao Luo already learned that porter was handpicked by one of the elders of the Xin Sect yet one of that porter was calling Brother Sang like that.

"You will know as we move on from here. And you-you do this every time I come back. You can stop this performance from now on."

Brother Sang assured Zhao Luo that his curiosity will be answered soon.

Then he started approaching the porter in his authoritative tone.

'Nod'

The porter noted showing his agreement with what Brother Sang had said.

"Let's go."

Brother Sang started walking towards the exit of the building with Zhao Luo following behind him.

"Take care Boss."

The porter again bowed bidding farewell to Brother Sang.

Sang was already at the door. The porter did the same thing that he had reprimanded him for.

Instead of opening the door by pushing lightly, he pushed the door where the hinges were, breaking the door a the result of the force he used to push the door.

'Guess you don't annoy this guy.'

Zhao Luo thought while looking at the angry Brother Sang.

Sang then looked at the porter angrily.

'I would better stop doing that. Gulp.'

The porter thought as he saw Brother Sang leaving with the handsome guy.

Zhao Luo was walking beside Brother Sang who hadn't spoken a single word since they had left the building with TPC in it.

'I will let him cool off.'

Zhao Luo thought.

As if Brother Sang could read his thoughts.

"Don't worry, I am not angry at all."

Brother Sang gave a fake smile. The smile was so ugly that it scared Zhao Luo even more.

Zhao Luo turned away from Brother Sang's smile and looked straight ahead.

He realized that something was different this time.

Before when was on Entry City, the lawless City. He remembered looking up and seeing the mountain in front of him being tall.

So tall that its peak was higher than the one he was on then.

"The peak of this mountain is uncomparably higher than even the last one."

Zhao Luo exclaimed out loud catching Brother Sang's attention.

"It was because you were seeing the 9th mountain while being on the entry mountain. The mountains from the front of the entry City are started from the 9th City which is on top of the 9th mountain. From there the circle which is gradually closing in towards the Sect Mountain being at its center has 8 other peaks with a city on top of each peak. You may call it the cities at the summit of the Mountain."

Brother Sang explained to Zhao Luo.

"The one you see now in front of you is the Sect Mountain. It may look close as you are on the 2nd Mountain but the distance between it and us would have been even closer if we were on the 1st Mountain City."

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Brother Sang stopped as if indicating his explanation's end.

"So that's where Rose went."

Zhao Luo was going off the tracks. Thinking about Rose already that too when Brother Sang wasted his important breath explainIng the cities and the mountains of the Xin Range to Zhao Luo.

"Huh, yeah that's where all the Xin Sect Disciples and the Xin Sect trainees go to."

Brother Sang said to Zhao Luo bringing him out of his World where there was only Rose and Zhao Luo.

"Understood."

Zhao Luo replied with an embarrassed face.

Brother Sang smirked while looking at him.

"We are here."

As they were talking while walking alongside each other, Zhao Luo and Sang reached a gate.

It was a 15-inch thick and 20-ft tall steel door.

'Does giants pass through this door?'

Zhao Luo thought while looking up at the door.

He saw that there was a signboard on the wall above the gates.

"Sang Sang Merchants."

Zhao Luo read the signboard and started at Brother Sang.

"This is a coincidence right?"

Zhao Luo asked Brother Sang.

"Find it out yourself."

Brother Sang replied while grinning and his squeaky eyes looking at the door.

He went over to the giant door and made a first.

"Bang, bang."

He punched it twice and as if waves were rising on the door, a ripple could be seen going to all sides from where Sang had punched the door.

"What amazing craftmanship."

Zhao Luo was impressed with the design.

The door opened and a line of people could be seen.

Brother Sang passed the door with Zhao Luo.

"Welcome back Boss."

There were at least 2 lines of 10 people standing on each side of the door.

They all welcomed Brother Sang together.

Their shout of welcome freaked out Zhao Luo who again looked at Brother Sang.

'What a big shot.'

Zhao Luo wondered while starting at Brother Sang.

"Your eyes will fall out of you stare at me any longer. Hahaha."

Brother Sang made fun of the surprised Zhao Luo and went on to laugh weirdly.

The start was a big garden with countless trees which led to a big magical palace.

It wasn't floating or there was no magic being used around it or on it.

"Why is it so enchanting?"

Zhao Luo stared at it. The palace gave him the same feeling that he had when he looked at his face through the glass door of the capsule.

'So beautiful that it would be a waste to not appreciate it while looking at it.'

"Let's go in."

Brother Sang said to Zhao Luo.

He opened the door of the palace and led Zhao Luo inside.

Zhao Luo entered the beautiful palace right after Brother Sang while wondering how it would look from the inside.

"What?"

Zhao Luo realized that except for a sofa and a seat it was more or less empty.

"I don't even stay here so there is no need for other things."

Brother Sang already told Zhao Luo before he could question it.

'Well, it's his house so he can keep it as he likes it.'

Zhao Luo was looking around and he saw a picture of Brother Sang. The image was a piece of art as it was painted by someone. The big face of Brother Sang was amazingly depicted by the painter perfectly.

'He may even be equally skilled compared to Leonardo da Vinci.'

Zhao Luo thought while passing looks between the painted Brother Sang and the Brother Sang right next to him.

Then he looked upwards and there were more framed images.

The image in the picture above Brother Sang's looked like an older version of Brother Sang. They both closely resembled.

It was also a painted picture. The one above that was slightly different but Zhao Luo could still tell the similarities between him and Brother Sang.

Till now Zhao Luo had already realized that this was Brother Sang's ancestry. The images represented the past generations.

'This must be the image of his grandfather.'

Zhao Luo speculated.

There was still a picture left.

Zhao Luo looked at the one above the image of Brother Sang's grandfather and realized that this picture wasn't drawn by someone as it was similar to the ones taken from a camera.

The person in the picture looked even more familiar to him than when he had compared Brother Sang to his grandfather's picture.

Zhao Luo stared at the picture and fumbled a little.

"Who is that?"

Zhao Luo asked Brother Sang while pointing at the picture of the man who caused such an intense reaction from him.

"Him? He is my great Grandfather. He was a genius of his time."

Brother Sang answered. Respect could be seen pouring out from Brother Sang's eyes while telling Zhao Luo about his great grandfather.

Zhao Luo couldn't stand it any longer so he sat down on the floor.

"Takuma is your Great Grandfather. Are you kidding me?"

Zhao Luo shouted.

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