Hey I guys, this is not my original fic but a translated web series Wuxia called "Nine Yang Sword Saint", I did this for two reason, first to train my editing skill, and second, for sharing this incredible work to other people, honestly, the novel is awesome, but the current translator as if not excited enough to translate it. You can read in machine translation but people like to read something in proper arranged words right? Thus I translate this for you guys.
Alright, enough with my boring introduction, let's hop into the story!
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"Where is this? Wasn't I supposed to be burned alive?"
Yang Dingtian looked around with a confused expression. The places he currently in was a complete strange cave, it's a bit dim, the wall smeared with the hint of cold ice, and it somehow glittered, revealing a sort of translucent carving.
Just a several minutes ago, he was in the Shuimu University's female teacher dormitory, making out with the sexy hot girlfriend which also his teacher Li Bijun. The event turned to heated intercourse and his body felt hot all over, not from the usual effect that passionate engagement created, but something more dire, his body not just feeling hot but his skin burned red and soon, it whole lit in a fire combustion. His consciousness fading, courtesy of the unbearable pain.
After waking up, he suddenly inside this strange cavern.
Yang Dingtian was a 20 years old student, his father obsessed with Jin Yong's martial art literature works, therefore giving Yang Dingtian this aggressive name.
He grew very gracefully, intelligent, sensitive, he had good behavior yet not entirely naive as he harbored a bit bad boy temperament.
However he possessed fatal characteristics, the Yang Fire inside his body was exuberant.
Since childhood, he had always been immune to cold temperature, several degrees below zero yet he remained unaffected, even when he only wore an under garment. More over, no matter how much he ate foods, his body would forever never gain fat and he ate a lot!
His stomach as if resided a small black hole.
Naturally, such condition wasn't considered as something bad. Moreover, his parents had led him to see a bunch of doctors, conducted a lot of inspection and they shared the similar conclusion:
This child is healthy.
When he was eight, a random taoist priest saw Yang Dingtian on the street, with startled face, he said: "It's Nine Yang Body in the legend!"
Nine Yang Body possessor certainly had his Yang Fire very abundant and aggressive, not a single person in the world could ever beat it into comparison, while it seemed awesome and powerful but no power without demerit, the problem is that he mustn't have any intercourse whatsoever before 20, not even masturbation, or he would be burnt alive by the Yang Fire.
At that time Yang Dingtian's family thought this taoist priest is a swindler, the words he spoke couldn't possibly be real.
But as the time progressed and Yang Dingtian gradually became older, he discovered that no matter he saw a sexy woman, whether in reality or even in anime, so long he aroused, his body akin to a boiling stove, his temperature rose dramatically and quickly reached a high degree. And the situation gets terrible, when he and his first girlfriend acted intimate for the first time, not even the needle passed one minute, he already had fever with 42 degrees!
After the accident and admitted to hospital, Yang Dingtian remembered the words that taoist priest spoke, he is Nine Yang Body, can't have intercourse, unable to masturbate.
Thus before he reached 20 years old, Yang Dingtian promised to himself not to touch any woman and persevered his own virgin body.
But tonight, he failed to keep that promise. Blame his girlfriend for being too attractive, sexy, and hot, her feverish figure and charming appearance had broken Yang Dingtian's final defense. In the night of his 19th birthday, under the spellbound of amorous euphoria and jolt of emotions, two people tangled together and stumbled into the bed.
And the result... his body combusted.
Perhaps his father had some knowledge in this field too thus naming his name by Yang Dintian.
He sighed, then glancing around the strange environment his eyes caught after he woke up.
"Where the hell is this? What's wrong with this damned place?!" Yang Dingtian shivered, he actually felt cold!
This was astonishing, he never know the meaning of cold since child, but he finally acquired the taste now.
"Was here North Pole, perhaps?" Yang Dingtian greeted his teeth, because 10 or 20 below zero won't make him felt such a cold, only around 50-60 degrees that capable to affect him this much, and North Pole was the only one with such climate.
Yang Dingtian was naked from head to toe, but that's not the thing that bewildered him, he supposedly died under such a flame combustion, he could feel the fire not only burned his body but also his soul, charred it into ashes and left with nothingness.
This cavern was deep, Yang Dintian raised his head and caught a glimpse of sky at small corner. Since the cavern still managed to be this clear within his eyes then the time outside should still be daylight.
Yang Dingtian estimated, this cavern at least had a kilometer depth. The wall completely in a straight outline, except with tools, climbing out is impossible.
The ground area only seemed more than 100 about square meters.
Yang Dingtian wandered around. He went all out to find an exit or a secret door, but after looking for quite sometime, he discovered that here, each inch is nothing but ice cold stone.
"Heavens, how Should I exit? This place doesn't have anything to eat, in several days I am going to die here!"
Yang Dingtian sat on the ice ground with dispirited face, with no shred of clothes like this clearly no phone either, but he thought such an item possibly didn't have any signal inside of here.
He stood, facing upward and let out a loud voice, "Is there anyone could hear me?! Please, help me! I am stuck in here!"
He shouted and roared but not a single peep of respond manage to enter his ears, not a flap of birds, or a hum of wind.
Yang Dingtian fell into his back and heaved his chest.
"Bijun... how is she? Did she also burn to death along with me..." Yang Dingtian closed his eyes and remembered that sexy fierce girlfriend who also his English teacher.
Afterward, he opened his eyes, with complicated emotion, he looked around, he thought perhaps Bijun also trapped in here. But the entire cavern is empty...
"Father, look at your deed... this stupid name is too aggressive, but I cannot enjoy whatsoever."
Yang Dingtian mournfully smiled, he pondered whether that usual fierce and strong father of his would be cried a lot tears now if he heard his death news.
He raised head and looked outside cave entrance, a rejected air breeze from his lips
"How should I leave?"
At this moment, the sun arrived in line with the cavern mouth and shone so bright that Yang Dingtian had the hard time to look straight ahead without have to narrow his eye, but soon, such stimulation held no effect on him as he spontaneously blurted them open, his body shook in a terrible tremor.
Two Sun! The sky has two Sun!
Yang Dingtian thought one must have been dazzled, thus saw such an illusion, he rubbed his eyes and set his eyes upward again, but things only made him more terrified than ever.
It's really two Sun, one big and one small, both shone in dazzling manner!
Heavens! This is not Earth, since Earth only have one Sun...
Then where the hell is this? Other galaxy? Different world?
Yang Dingtian's body became soft, sitting on the ice ground once again again, brains twitched in dizziness, almost fainted him in the spot.
Yeah, he had read such transmigrated novels, where the hero traveled from his original world after experienced a terrifying accident or heroic one, such as died from getting zap by the lightning or protecting a damsel in distress but got stabbed in the process.
Only him that traveled into another world after get combusted by his own deed, especially in the middle of intercourse on the top of bed.
Yang Dingtian as if could foresee his dark and gloom future ahead.
"Father, have you satisfied?! Yang Dingtian, Yang Dingtian, wow, such an imposing aggressive name, but I not even once capable to enjoy something, I can't even died in peace and traveled into another world instead!"
Yang Dingtian laughed, bitter and sorrow filled his reverberated tone.
"Goodbye father, mother, all of my friends, goodbye Earth!"
"Mother, shouldn't feel too sad, you are not old enough, perhaps can still have another one."
"Bijun, I am sorry, you probably also get burned by me, I hope we could meet again even in the afterlife!"
Yang Dingtian laid on cavern central icicle, he accepted the reality and cherished the memory of the past, suppressed the feeling of shedding his own tears.
Not good, I can't be like this. Those novels depicted the MC who traveled into another worlds have a wonderful life and achieve a great success!
I have to get out! I can't let my self rotting down here!
Yang Dingtian stood up, his eyes filled with unyielding and spirited light, but still, reality hit him hard and tossed him like a garbage...
The ice's wall is really impossible to traverse, no solution whatsoever. A fucking solid concrete wall with no hole or a speck of crack on it, no matter how hard he tried to search for any abnormality, he just found a perfect smooth structure anywhere.
Didn't know how long he had tried and made an effort to find a way out, but the sun no longer strive on the top, thus perhaps hours had passed.
He was tired and exhausted, dragging his feet to the center of the icicle once more, he laid on the top of it with half lidded eyes, the weariness soon took over his mind and he finally doze off.
Yang Dingtian never grateful for the Nine Yang Body he possessed, he hate it for sometime, but today, he was elated for having such a unique body, because he had store the Yang Fire for a long time, despite the severe cold climate inside this cavern but still not enough to freeze him to death, not to mention he just in his birthday suit.
*Gyuuk!*
Yang Dingtian fluttered his eyelids open at the familiar sound coming from his abdomen. Because of his special physique, his food's demand far greater than several people combine, the pain was already hard to take.
But this damn cave only have ice and ice, no food at all!
Lights already went out as Yang Dintian stood from his ground, he unexpectedly rested for so long,
Yang Dingtian rubbed his stomach, his eyes glanced around then suddenly discovered something unusual behind the icicle.
Since his body had been lain on the icicle for several hours, the hot temperature melted several part of the icicle.
Of course this is just normal occurrence, but after the icicle was melted, the deep blue color somewhat transparent...
Perhaps there is something inside the icicle?!
Excitement rose inside Yang Dingtian's guts, he hurried to gather up and carefully looked, but still unable to get a quite clear vision. He went forward, putting his hand to surround that icicle, he gasped and trembled at the cold feeling but his Nine Yang Body really prove their worth, making him sustained and persisted his action.
Ice per ice melted one by one, finally, after unable to endure it much longer, Yang Dingtian took a rest, he would do this for half an hour before striving to melt the ice again.
The deeper the ice, the colder they had became.
It's already dark in the cave, Yang Dingtian felt he as if wanted to faint but he was stubborn, he won't stop unless he reached the goal, he insisted despite the chili pain that biting his guts.
Um?
Yang Dingtian dropped his jaw as fast the apple fell from its tree, the icicle had completely melted, showed the transparency inside its body.
Inside the icicle, surprisingly resided a person!
It's an old man, white hair and beard, arranged in disheveled manner akin to a weed. The whole face filled with a wrinkle, clothes are dirty and shabby, similar to a beggar or anything. Both hands was thin and dry, closely resembled a deadwood of a dead tree.
This old man from beginning to end, coating in a defeated aura.
Yang Dingtian honestly disappointed, this person should be already die for a long time, as for why he got sealed in this cold ice is unknown.
A person should die freely, Yang Dingtian thought as he decided to free the old man, with another struggle time and facing the biting cold of the icicle, he hugged it once more.
After a while, Yang Dingtian really unable to withstand the cold, his eyes went blurry at the thought of sleep that enticed his will.
*ka-cha!*
Meanwhile, the ice that covered the old man crashed and soon the thick icicle thoroughly vanished.
The biting cold had ceased their attack and Yang Dingtian recovered his quantity of heat while he temporary unable to move, Yang Dingtian depended on that old man's body, a scent of ill flavor invaded his nose, though is not that stinks, but still capable to make one eye let out a tears.
In this moment, the old man who presumably dead, he snapped both eyes open!
Yang Dingtian exhaustion almost gone in the spot, his heart burst out from his chest!
The frail looking old man extended his skinny hand and seized Yang Dingtian's neck. The long nail as if could easily punctures his skin, the eyeball projected an ice-cold glows and anger filled all over that senile face, he roared a few words that Yang Dingtian unable to comprehend.
His voice penetrated Yang Dingtian's ears and almost wrecked his auditory nerve.
The old man saw Yang Dingtian such not giving any respond, he repeated his words with more pressing tone and wrathful hint, it's hurting Yang Dingtian's ears much further that he swore they started to bleed.
"Argh... I couldn't... understand... your... language..." Yang Dingtian said with a full effort of his strength.
Hearing Yang Dingtian to answer in the words that he unable to understand, the old man thought this youth dare to mock him, he brought up another question while his nail pricked Yang Dingtian's neck maliciously.
Yang Dingtian winced at the stabbing pain, this old man as if not enough to choke him, but also want to tore his neck apart. Red liquid trailed from his neck, Yang Dingtian's strength seeped out from his body and rendered him incapable to move.
The old man kept pressing for an answer.
In the blurriness of his vision, Yang Dingtian forced a smile, "Old gentleman, I really do not know your language..."
The old man's body shook in a violent anger, strengthening the stroke of the long nails on Yang Dingtian's neck. His mouth spew a trail of blood and pain reigned on his body, in the midst of his suffering, the old man kept talking the words he failed to understand.
Still got no answer from the youngster, the old man took back his nail but reaching out his another frail hand into Yang Dingtian's neck, the pressure within his lung increased and Yang Dingtian felt as if all of his blood rushed into his head.
Yang Dingtian forced another words in a bitter tone, "I risked my neck getting you out, but you choke me to death like this, I wonder why I even bother did that in the first place..."
The old man wrinkled his eyebrows as he still unable to understand Yang Dingtian's words, but since the answer he expected never reach his ears, he thought the youngster in his hands had no use at all...
He showed a cruel sneering, both hands clenched tightly, squeezing hard the poor youngster before him.
Yang Dingtian eyes turned dim, red thread popping on his white eyes, tongue stretched out, and a rugged sound filled his tone.
He is going to die...
Killed by his own generosity.
What cruel reality.
No!
Yang Dingtian forcefully brought out his consciousness, with a clenching teeth, he focused all of his remaining strength into his leg, poured all of them, every single one of them before he raised it slowly and lashed out the kick into the old man's chest!
*Bang!*
The old man trashed backward, it's not because Yang Dingtian strength that hold the majestic superiority, but resembled an oil lamp that had completely dry, the old man's bone is crisp and dry, his entire strength had gone, withered by the time and condition he suffered, thus he easily was kicked.
His both hands left Yang Dingtian's neck, without wasting this chance, Yang Dingtian retreated fast, making the distance as far as he could from this crazy gramps, he hit the wall behind him and slumped back to the ground. He gasped for breath like a fish returned to the sea, he traced his neck, he felt a wet notion, mixed with pain and scent of iron.
Yang Dingtian was eyeing the old man movement from afar with vigilant and careful attitude. He's not going to hesitate if this old man dared to attack him again.
However, after got kicked by Yang Dingtian, the old man unable to do much with his left over strength, two black red blood dripped down from his mouth, perhaps his chest is injured.
His both hands support his body and tried to sit, but failed many time as he dropped back to the ground.
Probably for his whole body, his pair of hands that could only move while another failed to do so. After having tried hard again and again, but still incapable to do so, the old man roared in anger, both hands trashed the ice surface, intensifying the injury on his chest.
He coughed up more blood, now his body drenched with black red tone.
The old man finally gave up, he lied down on the ice surface and started shouting out sort of curses. Despite his inability to understand the words, but Yang Dingtian could feel the old man's grief and sorry, his frustration and desperation.
"This old man is pitiful..." Yang Dingtian sighed in complicated feeling.
After a while, the old man ceased his action and just laid down on the ice surface in silent. His breaking bone on the chest perhaps pokes into his skin since his upper torso swelled up high.
The old man still breathing, but it was so faint that as if he no longer breath at all.
Despite he know the danger of his action, but Yang Dingtian couldn't bear any longer, he approached the old man, patted his body with his feet from afar.
No response.
He took a deep breath and braved another steps toward the old man, Yang Dingtian traced his pulse and heartbeats, it's there but extremely weak.
Yang Dingtian helped the old man's sat, he untied the frail man's clothing and examined the front the wound.
The old man's right rib spur out, puncturing his skin, it swelled up enough several cuns (2.5cm) high, blue and purple colors marked the spot, looked very terrifying.
Using his first aid knowledge, Yang Dingtian returned the bone's position slowly, in the entire process, because of the piercing ache, the old man body shivered but he remained unconscious like before.
Two ribs that broke luckily have not snapped completely, but Yang Dingtian adjusted the bone for him in such a careful movement, in this Ice and Snow Land, Yang Dingtian still seeped out the thin perspiration.
Suddenly, a cold glints flashed before his eyes, two long sharp nails stopped right before his eyeball, going any further or this nails inches longer, they would prick the soft target fiercely and suffered the blindness for its master.
The old man had awaken, the moment he saw Yang Dingtian's, a cruel sneering manifested on his face. His long nail dripped and hooked Yang Dingtian's flesh and blood from their first confrontation, coupled with the gloomy cruel face, one could already ran far away.
Yang Dingtian felt anxious but only for a moment before he turned very quiet, under the observation of the old man, he continued rearranged the old man's bone, as if the nails that capable to render him blind not even exist in the first place.
However, this time, his both hands somewhat shivered, Yang Dingtian took a deep breath, ceasing the wave that reigned over his arms, he proceeded to adjust the old man front's bone in an earnest movement.
His behavior hasn't gain any appreciation gesture, the old man instead changed his sneering to a taunting smile, seemed ridiculing the youngster action as something false and deceitful.
Yang Dingtian ignored him, he focused on treating the old man earnestly.
Old man's nail moved forward slowly, the sharp nails pricked Yang Dingtian's soft skin a little, similar to a sharp blade that punctured for an inch and an inch.
The nail's neck entered about one centimeter, pierced the body's outer layer, soon it could gouge Yang Dingtian's eyeball.
Yang Dingtian's vision shrunk, his right hand turned into a fist and he prepared to pound the old man chest which will break his bone and punctured his heart, killing the old man in the instant!
However, the old man suddenly anchored, he pulled out his nails , then shutting off his eye slowly, letting Yang Dingtian did whatever he desire.
Yang Dingtian breathed out a mouthful of breath, his heart that previously jumped madly now turn tranquil, he continued to treat and cure the old man.
Finally, after the last adjustment of this old man's bone, Yang Dingtian wrapped up carefully the frail body with the old man's clothes.
Yeah, it's not beautiful or filled with any sort of aesthetic, but they after all trapped inside the cave and his skill in this field is shallow, beggars can't be choosers.
After completing all, Yang Dingtian yielded and withdrew, retreating far away from the old man, he arrived right before the wall and sat down against it.
The dangerous old man, still closed his eyes without other motion.