CHRONICLES OF THE CRIPPLED CULTIVATOR

10, life had already kicked him hard. His parents, who were supposed to be good people because o

amily. Left to fend for himself, he dragged himself through the

give up. He'd watch the street fighters and the sword guys practicing in the temple yards. Their swords look

y, but the voices weren't mean. They sounded old and wise, like the wind that's blown through the mountains

unnels until it felt like the earth just opened up and swallowed

e up s

hed like crazy until he started crying. His legs, which felt numb, were working a

ging and see rivers of melted metal flowing through the ground. This was Di Yu, sort of like the Underworld of some forgotten people. People we

o took him home and tol

the women, everything. If you fail, you're stuck here with us. Your curse will come back, and

his freedom in this awful place, but it would cost him a

en Grand Magicians of the Ten Kingdoms showed him how to use the magic in the rocks, control

d his fighting sp

Earth anymore. He was Xuan Hei, the Black Drago

through blood and fire and got the stolen women back. Among them, was a beautiful woman named Mei Lin, whose dark eyes gave

ng wasn't

u met under the huge stone altar where the Ten Grand Magicians wer

Feng-or Xuan Hei, as we call you now- the g

and the stones glowed so brightly. A portal started to fo

gateway opened,

bag of food. Take this... so you'll never b

Xuan Hei! Here, you're not broken. Here, we think you

ad never felt before. They didn't see him as broken. He felt happy and warm around them. Mei Lin's touch felt nice

ted to

his legs worked, people praised hi

had a

rever. And if the people went hungry ag

ast deep breath. He spoke in a roug

an Xue turned away, trying not to cry. T

The food inside was light

gger, and the winds sounded like dragons. The voices th

like he was ripping off his skin. As he

We'll wait...

look tough. Go, without the hurt

e porta

ir final order. His body twisted through space, and the s