I'm Ink

Master said, the woman I held in my hands, I must protect for the rest of my life
Master said, it’s hard to cultivate as a Demon, and once you enter the Demon Dao, you should never look back.
Master said, Heaven is a Circle and the Earth is a Square; that Circle represents (is) consummate perfection, and that Square represents (is) the edges and corners of one’s Heart, it’s a rebellion against Fate, a Disobedience to Heaven.
My master is named Ning Fan, he’s not a person, he’s merely a Butterfly who has entered Demonhood. He was searching for someone. No one knew who he was searching for. No one knew how long he would search for…

Grasping the Evil

DamnedWilly

The art of chess was just the display of one's ability in strategizing and deductions.

Ning Fan's intelligence was not weak. Besides, he had the inheritance of the art of chess from Ancient Chaos. Even so, in front of this mysterious black-robed man, he could not even gain any advantage at all.

The broken dream lasted for three days. Every day, the middle-aged man who was wearing a dragon robe would play seven chess matches with him.

They played not more nor less than seven times. On the other hand, no matter what Ning Fan asked, the middle-aged man would not reply to him.

On the first day, for the first six games, both Ning Fan and the middle-aged man had a tie as each of them won three times. However, on the seventh match, Ning Fan lost.

Chapter 320 You Are… Little Fan?