The Sun's Return.

Yult said, "I found it."

The sweeper's eyes turned a dazzling yellow and pink and he grabbed Yult's collar and said, "You best not lie!"

Yult having become used to the Sweeper's temper said, "I truly have. I excavated a tomb in the south and there I found it."

Having said that he passed a bamboo scroll to the Sweeper, it seemed Ancient yet no marks of burns of time remained on it.

The Sweeper glossed over it and his brows knotted.

Yult said, "You don't even have to die for this to work."

The sweeper nodded, but said in obvious doubt, "Yet the lives of nine talented children..."

Yult said, "I understand it is after all a disgusting ritual."

The sweeper slowly became cold and said, "The heavens have forsaken me too many times, this time I shall do what ever it takes even having to burn the skies. Yet where can I find these children."

Yult said, "The Ice Pavilion, the fire Pavilion. The Taju clan of the west as well as the royal family of the west. The half breeds from the north and south."

The sweeper nodded, "Ice pavilion - Yin. Fire Pavilion - Fire. Taju clan - Wood. The Suzerain's family - Yang. The half breeds have beast bloodlines so they most likely have the rest. Hm. Alright I'll collect all nine and make them my disciples."

Yult said, "Truly if it wasn't for masters teachings I would never even know of these bloodlines or special bodies, even half breeds that looked nearly indistinguishable from humans."

The sweeper said, "Like I said the energies that bind heaven and earth act mysteriously. Whether one realizes it or not people who have these kinds of bodies are inherently different. They find the cold hot or they feel an inherent attachment for nature. There is some part of them that resonates with a part of the world."

Yult nodded and asked, "Master now I am free aren't I?"

The sweeper shook his head and said, "No. The previous debt had been cleared but just today a group from the Ice Pavilion nearly killed your disciple and I saved them. You owe me."

Yult roared, "Ice Pavilion? Those bastards! Wait... It must be because of what happened at the Ice tomb to the west. Ah, master this problem most likely happened due to me trying to fulfill your task! I don't care Im free, it's your fault I have that debt!"

The sweeper said, "A man does not blame others or the heavens for their sufferings. A farmer does not blame his tools for a weak harvest. Furthermore a man who does not pay back his debts is lower than an animal."

The sweeper then once again dissapeared and Yult was at the foot of the three tailed sect with his mouth open.

His face flared red and violent and messy agitation shook his body. He held his fist in a ball and pointed it towards the sky and muttered, "You damn cheapskate! A man does not blame his sufferings on the heaven? Then when you drink are you screaming at yourself! Bastard, old bastard!"

With a huff Yult turned around and kicked the dusty earth hard, he looked very childish as he had a deep frown and appeared near tears.

Meanwhile the sweeper rose higher into the sky.

The moon shone brightly and brilliantly. A foreign expression of a smile presented itself on the Sweepers face. With a jolt he pumped his hands up and roared with joy, "Finally! Finally! I will be able to see you once again my dear!"

He then said, "You probably can't recognize me with how much I've let go of myself. Honestly I don't even know whether it's me who is dead or it's you, everyday feels fake and wasteful without you. Even the burn you caused me it used to sting like a knife during full moons, but now I feel nothing. I'm empty, I'm lifeless. I remember someone told me that being alive is laughing with those you love, and drowning like I am is death. I agree full heatedly! I'm a dead man walking... so don't tell me not to do this, steel my nerves. If you want me to be happy then come back, come back to me Chi!"

With that he took out his broom and unscrewed the brush. A spear seven feet with a sharp tongue like blade 2.5 feet long stood in the sweeper's hand as he bathe in the moonlight.

With one swift movement the unruly beard on his face was removed and a clear face remained.

"I can't bring you back, if I'm half dead!"

He cut of the long strands of hair on his face and tied his long hair into a knot and took out an oriental hairpiece from his robe and tied it to his hair bun.

The reason he was called the old sweeper was due to his grey hair and weak form, but if one looked now they would realize it wasn't dull grey hair that fit his head, but beautiful silver and red hair.

The old Sweeper looked at the Black spear in his arms and sighed, "Endless greed, old friend. We'll have to work hard okay."

The spear slowly beat like a heart beat.

The old sweeper said, "I'll go to the Ice Pavilion tommorow."

With that he flickered away.

The sun rose brilliantly from the East and the three tailed sect was colored in an yolk glow.

The servants and guards of the sect crawled out of bed, feeling very elated. They had all seen secretly the Old Sweepers strength and realized their sect wasn't an ant, but rather a tyrannical tiger yet to climb down the mountain and bring chaos.

Yet before they could even prepare for the day with a wash or a change in clothes they were welcomed by the clicking of metal against metal.

They came out and saw a extremely handsome and manly man with silver and red hair dancing with a spear against their sect master.

The man had a smile on his face as he repelled and attacked like a cobra.

Yult said, "Master it's already been five hours can we stop?"

Yet the handsome man kept beating Yult back.

The handsome man asked casually, "What's the strength of the Ice and Fire Pavilion?"

Yult said, "They say martial master, but I'm sure the current Pavilion master is a perfected martial artist."

The handsome man smiled, "Fun."

With that the handsome man reluctantly stopped beating Yult.

He then stepped bouncing like a drugged rabbit into one of the three tallest trees.

He glanced at the sun climbing past the winding rivers and mountains. His eyes visibly beating up and down.

Yult dusted off his robes and looked at the servants and guards and with a bit of annoyance said, "Late to pay respects?"

The servants and guards finally awoke from their daze and bowed exclaimed in unison, "We welcome back the master."

Ara who had at some point also come out looked at the handsome man with a spear in his hand gazing at the sun and asked, "Master who is that?"

Yult sighed and looked at the handsome man's back and said, "The Sun."

With that he asked a servant to quickly prepare breakfast.