Edgar, a young slave, gets slapped into the creepy valley of vipers, a place of utter darkness. His failure to return might not end the world full of freakish cultivators, but it would mean Fabby, his elder sister, has to spend her slave life alone among smiling predators that threaten her life and honor. But how can a cripple and an inexperienced Edgar survive the fall, then climb the valley that not even the most heinous criminals of the world would choose for a hiding spot? Even if he somehow does, will he continue to live as a slave, or will he fight for his and his sister’s ‘freedom’- the word a slave never even dared to whisper and live another day? Will Edgar keep swimming in suffering, or will he sink his teeth into the sharks that surround the siblings? “One day, I’ll set up an inn, and people will call me the Lady Innkeeper Fabby!” said Fabby, with her pretty nose turned up a bit. “Sounds cool, but what about me?” the innocent younger brother, Edgar, pulled her skirt and asked while licking on tamarind candy. “You’ll be a waiter, of course,” she assured. “Eh? Waiter?" his cute little expression warped very fast. "No, I don’t want it.” “You won't be a regular waiter but the head waiter!” “Still, no,” he shook his little head a little too quickly. “Why don’t you be the head waitress, and I’ll be the innkeeper!” “Huh? Then what’s the point of me dreaming of becoming an innkeeper, you idiot!” she caught his ear for a good bit of twisting. "Ow, ow, ow!"View More
The class just finished. Dusul had already left, but there was a brief silence followed by a big cheer for Marfa.All those who had passed out before weren’t able to see it with their own eyes, but they were still thrilled from hearing what had happened. Many were shocked, and there were a lot that asked him how he did it so that they could do the same.Marfa, however, was just blushing and laughing. His sworn-brother Chica was also quite excited, and they were jumping around in the class like monkeys.There were those who said that it was all because of Patriarch Dusul, and that this was only the second time someone unlocking their drive had happened in the class in the past decade or so. And then there were also those who teased Marfa saying that it was because he received a hug from core disciple Dina.Dina had already left the class and followed the patriarch. Edgar and Fabby congratulated Marfa from a distance, and he gave them a thumbs up in return, which was his way of recogniz
Many people were looking at the siblings in the back rows and were snickering and chuckling, for both of them had full shaved heads now.“Pfft, now they really look like siblings.”“Look. His scalp is shining so much.”“Why did he shave his head? Is it because his sister has a bald head?”“Who cares?”Though a lot of people talked about the siblings, none of them considered that Fabby was never bald to begin with, and that she had always been shaving her head.Edgar was not even looking up and had been leaning forward on the bench and kept his face hidden throughout.Fabby was applying butter to the bread.Just then entered the class the most unexpected person, Dina Spoon, with a spoon in her mouth. It had been years since she came to the classes, but this time, it was to teach, and so all those disciples who knew her were either shivering or swallowing their breaths. However, those who didn’t know her were drooling for her. She was a voluptuous beauty wearing short tights, after all.
Edgar had been practicing the Iron Fist skill for hours in one of the rented rooms of the practice hall.His elbow and wrist joints were aching. He was feeling nauseous also. On the second day itself, he was already feeling the toxic effect of free iron roaming in his blood. He felt like he was running a fever, but he didn’t stop and kept punching the wooden boards repeatedly with his fists.His hands glowed yellow at times and ended up breaking the wood.“Tsk, the Flame Drive is coming out by itself. I have to stop it somehow.”“The scroll says I need to store the absorbed iron in the bone marrow and use it whenever necessary. The iron in the blood is probably being absorbed by the tissues, which is increasing my body temperature. I need to keep burning that iron content until I learn how to integrate it in the marrow using drive so that it doesn’t negatively affect the organs and the rest of the body.”The scroll detailed that once he managed to reform his marrow, it would start tra
At dawn, Edgar was in Fabby’s room, boiling chicken livers in an iron pot. She just bathed and was dressing up in the outer disciple’s uniform behind the curtain. Normally, male outer disciples weren’t allowed to enter the dorms of the female outer disciples, unless there was a written permission from a master, but since they were siblings, they were allowed.“100 chicken livers a day, you say?” she sounded shocked. “That’s going to seriously upset your stomach.”“That’s why I’m starting with twenty,” said Edgar. “The scroll also says I should eat egg yolk, cereal meals, and any food that has a lot of iron content. But what I didn’t get it is that it said women should eat more than men. Shouldn’t it be the opposite? I mean, men generally eat more, right? To get their larger frames going?”“Well,” Fabby pondered a bit and said, “I think I know the reason, but I’m not sure how I should tell you.”“What do you mean by that?”Fabby pulled the curtain aside and sat on the bed and waved the
Somewhere in the Great Joint, there was a lot of crowd in Hawk Street where there was the Auction Hall and the Trade Hall.Currently, a variety of items were being sold through the Auction Hall and also traded through the Trade Hall thanks to one of the sponsors of the Youth Games visiting the sect early.Many masters of the sect were talking with a particular person dressed in pretty simple clothes and looked humble. He was Lero Rainor, a popular businessman and a world-renowned health expert. He looked to be in his early forties and barely had any gray hair.Edgar visited the Auction Hall because it was along the way from his newly allotted room to the mission hall. The prices of items were hard to figure out as items were auctioned in evergreat coins. As he watched, a mature earth core was bought by an inner disciple for 1450 evergreat coins. Even cool footwear was sold for forty evergreat coins. Full set bonebeast armor was sold for 3820 evergreat coins.Nevertheless, the cost sti
Outside the skill hall, Honso Fonse, the pointy-nosed master, who worked in the hall was giving a red uniform and the outer disciple’s red badge to Edgar. Both the uniform and the badge had the symbol of the sect, a tuna with a sword in its mouth.“You’re the second person High Elder Gavin ever gave a recommendation to,” Honso patted Edgar’s shoulder. “Regardless of what other disciples think of you, you should feel proud of yourself.”“W-Who’s the first person?” Edgar curiously asked.“You might have already met her. Helia Kendal,” Honso said. “She never participated in official exams and climbed the ladder through continuous recommendations from High Elder Gavin.”“Y-You mean she became a core disciple through recommendation as well?” Edgar was shocked.“Yeah. Outer disciple. Inner disciple. And then a core disciple. She achieved them all through recommendations, which is why not many people in the sect even know of her. The core disciples also don’t think she’s worthy to hold a cor
It had been a while since Edgar and Fabby had attended a lecture. The last time they did, Edgar fought with Gabriella and caused quite a commotion.This time, they had to visit as it was mandatory for everyone to visit at least once in the week before the incoming Youth Games if they wanted to participate in the games, with the exception being those who went out on special missions.A core disciple, Leo Baker, himself was explaining to over a thousand disciples in one hall.“There is only one competition in the world where young talents from all around the world gather and compete for glory,” Leo said. “It’s the Youth Games. They happen only once every three years. We are hosting the games this time. Though the official disciples of the Four Great Sects and the representatives of the Twelve Supreme Families automatically qualify, the others will have to go through preliminary competitions to get here. So if you are thinking that it’ll be all fun and giggles, you are gravely mistaken.
Fabby, Gossini, and Tenzai regrouped, but they couldn’t find Edgar anywhere. They were sitting on top of a tall earthen pillar built at a mountain peak, hoping Edgar would notice that and come to them. “It’s been a few hours,” Tenzai said. “If nothing happened to him, he would have already left by now. There’s no point in waiting here any longer.” “You can go if you want,” Fabby bluntly said, “but I’m not going anywhere.” Gossini was looking into the distance. (From what I can tell, after we split up, the snake went after one person from our group. Because of the wide-scale destruction and the random attack patterns of the snake, it’s impossible to understand what exactly happened. But if it really went after him with persistence, it’s highly likely that he…) “Hoy,” a voice reached her eyes, and Edgar climbed up the pillar and stood before Gossini, leaving her in a bit of a daze. “Eddie!’ Fabby jumped to her feet and hugged him at once and bawled her eyes out like a kid. “Sis, co