Death and rebirth, all under the moon.

Ye Zheng hurriedly walked in fast strides to the Headmaster's office.

He burst open, and said loudly, "Old Long, I need your help..."

Before he could continue, he found Long Ao, looking at him with a very harsh look. Ye Zheng felt stifled, he had never seen Long Ao show such a cold and cruel gaze towards him. They were like bosom buddies.

Long Ao sighed, he waved his hand bringing Ye Zheng closer. He said, "Sit."

Ye Zheng sat down, and waited for Long Ao, as wishful as he was he would respect those he considered worthy. Long Ao, was a close friend who had helped him many times, he could show some face to him.

Long Ao asked, "What is it?"

Ye Zheng, looked determined as that persons face flashed past his mind. He said, "I need two things. First is information on a new teacher Wu Long, and second I need him to be kicked out."

He said each word with infinite bitterness. His arm stung as those painful memories flashed.

Had it not been for Lin Fan, would he have suffered so much... His abilities now reduced to a lowly Arch Knight.

Long Ao's old eyes hummed in a faint glow, he asked, "You have issues with this Wu Long as well?"

Ye Zheng quickly replied, "As well? Brother you don't mean you also have issues with this fellow?"

Long Ao stroked his beard, he said, "You as well should understand the situation I am in. While on the surface I am aligned with the Huang Royal clan, in the end I seek to break out of their influence and possess a status similar to a sect master. Towards that goal I've worked with many forces, some in the light, and some hidden in the dark. If the Huang clan finds out, I will be killed. Originally I worked tirelessly to cover my tracks, yet who would have guessed a prince of the Huang clan would arrive..."

Ye Zheng then said, "Ah, I had forgotten. Indeed that fellow Wu Long, his mother indeed is a princess of the Huang clan. Yet I don't think you should worry about the Huang clan, his mother and his father had an accident during a lucky opportunity, thus bearing Wu Long, the Huang clan used that as a political move and the two were married. Yet the mother and the Huang clan do not respect or care for Wu Long, he has very little power here."

Long Ao passed a paper, and said, "I know, but regardless he is a prince."

Ye Zheng looked at the paper which had all the information known to the public about Wu Long.

Long Ao, had sent his messager bird to a Eunuch in the palace whom he had bribed many times.

Long Ao, then said, "Regardless. That brat humiliated me, all the work and effort my life has struggled to put together and even now those bastards of the Huang clan still walk all over me! Damn me if I cannot handle that bastard."

Ye Zheng nodded, "Yes I agree. I have something of relationship with him as well, lets work together to destroy him."

Long Ao smiled, he really fancied this boy. He asked, "Qingzhao still isn't coming around to you, eh?"

Ye Zheng shook his head, "Old Long really I don't know how you managed to produce such a child."

Long Ao sighed, his daughter had recently brought him a lot of headaches.

The two continued chatting for some time, plotting the way to capture Wu Long into every detail.

Long Ao said, "When you leave you should shout and argue, as if we have had an argument. Best not to touch the sleeping dragon, before it's time of course. The less he thinks we are plotting together against him the better. If I can produce a relationship with him, which according to you should be possible considering his naive temperament, then it will be best."

As such their act began, loud and muffled voices full of anger and spite echoed from the headmaster's room, echoing through the academy, and then Ye Zheng left angrily slamming the door.

Wu Long happened to pass by, and Ye Zheng frowned, before looking back with a steel cold glare and rushed off.

Wu Long smirked slightly, and then shook his head. If one looked deep in his eyes a spark of darkness flashed.

...

Wu Long was upright on his bed, to his side wrapped cozily in his arms was Xiao Xie. She looked a little pale, but nonetheless in ecstacy as she repeated the previous scenes.

Wu Long stole a pipe, and smoked a few times before dropping the pipe.

Smoke fluttered from his nose.

He stood up and wore his robe, and then went towards the door. He opened it and in front of him was Yu Zemin. His hand still frozen up.

Wu Long smirked, "My is this not student Yu Zemin?"

Yu Zemin hurriedly recovered, and coughed a few times.

"Yes Teacher Wu! I have come here to receive advise on how to become stronger. I heard from Teacher Xie that you are a..."

He hesitated.

Wu Long laughed softly, "What? A Martial God?"

Hearing the mysterious term martial God, the youth seemed to become more firm.

He kowtowed and said, "I beg you... Please teach me how to be strong."

Wu Long's eyes rose into two crescents.

He asked, "Is this because of that fellow Ye Zheng?"

Yu Zemin, took a moment before nodding.

Wu Long said very slowly, enunciating every word.

"I heard that you used to be the best student here, but then Ye Zheng came and beat you up. Not only did he steal your place as number one student, he humiliated you, stole your power, and even beat your friends and brother up. Even Long Qingzhao, the girl you like, the girl you've always loved, even she saw you. Even her father favored Ye Zheng over you. It must have hurt. It must have been bitter, but what could you do."

Yu Zemin shivered, trembling with each word. Especially when he heard Long Qingzhao's name. He felt anger, and despair flood inside him.

Instead of responding he slammed his head down, and cried loudly, "I beg you!"

Wu Long began to laugh, "Well it's not impossible. Come back in fifteen minutes, I have some... some pests to deal with."

Yu Zemin didn't look up, instead he again slammed his head down, "Yu Zemin, shall never forget this gracious favor from the Lord!"

Wu Long waved his hand, and closed the door. His smile was extremely wide, and one could feel the rippling touch of bloodlust, and excitement.

He gazed at Xiao Xie sleeping softly, still seemingly lost in reverie. No more correctly madness.

Wu Long stepped forward, and his figure distorted as darkness poured into his form.

...

In the Headmaster's office, the candle before his table flickered constantly shedding shadows across the wall.

The wax had nearly disappeared, and yet the scribble of a quill over paper could be heard.

Long Ao, gazed at the piece of information in front of him, it was a detailed introduction to a few powers to approach Wu Long. All part of his plans.

He eventually sank back into his chair, closing his eyes and rubbing his head. The entire affair made him feel uncomfortable, but soon in his eyes a determined glow flowered.

He looked at the walls, and suddenly flinched.

Dancing alongside the darkness, a figure stood.

He sighed, a bitter expression turning his face, age seemed to grow on him.

He said, "I suppose you're here to kill me."

Nothing replied.

"It's not that I have complaints. I have killed many, my schemes turning even the coldest faint. This was all the thrill of the show. The exercise of life."

He took the papers he had been working on all night, and put them into the whip of the candle. They softly burnt, and then he flashed. He covered the flame, and darkness covered the room.

Splurt. The sound of flesh being torn apart sounded.

The candle light, had luckily stayed awake. It rose as it devoured the paper near, spitting fire around the room.

His eyes sparkled in pain, but more so content.

"Even in failure, I will struggle. That was the promise I made myself when your uncle Huang Tengfei raped and killed my wife. I wanted to become something greater, something no one could deny. I wanted to destroy Huang Tengfei... Haha. I suppose this is all fate.

I spare no redemption for myself, I am as cruel and distorted as that butcher.

I just ask you don't kill my daughter."

Wu Long gazed at the old man in front of him.

The struggle of life covered the old man from head to toe, effort could be seen in every healed callous, and every scarred wound. His eyes shaded in the desperation, and the sickness of life.

Wu Long said, "I don't know whether I can fulfill your promise. She is bound to find out what happened today, while it will be after I've taken the White Dragon scripture, she may somehow possess some incomprehensible power to defeat me. I cannot take such a risk. Yet in it's place, I promise to kill Huang Tengfei, I have plans set to the Huang clan. Those fellows will eventually die, but I will make him suffer a thousand times what he did to others. I will make it so even you and your wife, can rest easy."

Long Ao, smiled weakly. His pearly white teeth stained in blood.

He said softly, "Is that so... Thank you then..."

Wu Long pulled his arm from the corpse. His eyes navigated the room, he allowed the fire enough time. He swept his hand and the fire was extinguished. Any evidence of Long Ao's misconduct these long years, while it was a form of respect for one who had suffered in world, it also suited his future plans.

He then sat down on Long Ao's corpse, and began to cruelly mutilate it, punching the skin until it tore apart.

He then looked at the moonlight, and sighed softly. Before a cold smile then surfaced.

His shadow fading into the darkness.

...

A knock rang at Wu Long's door.

It slowly opened, and Yu Zemin entered. He followed the shadow illuminated by the moonlight, all the ways to the garden at the back.

Yu Zemin came in front of Wu Long, and Wu Long looked at Ye Zemin.

He said, "Are you sure you want this? You won't ever be able to regret."

Yu Zemin nodded.

Wu Long smiled slightly.

He placed a hand on Yu Zemin's head, and said, "Allow my energy into you."

Black veins drew on Wu Long's arm, and his eyes turned black.

Yu Zemin was as first calm, before beginning to cry in pain.

Wu Long eyed Yu Zemin closely, watching as his flesh distorted, and his muscles wriggled forth.

His long black hair, turned a deep dark blue, and his eyes an acid green.

Wu Long hummed, 'Corruption works like this... Hm. I see. It first distorts the Inner breath flow, causing the meridians to enlarge. Yet this sends too much inner breath to the brain, causing insanity. Yet what if I instead absorb this excess inner breath. Can I keep his consciousness alive?'

He placed his other hand at Yu Zemin's stomach, and soon powerful green energy flowed into Wu Long.

He smirked in joy, "Eh, this thing is a wonderful cultivation resource. My Heaven Plundering mantra is responding very well, and my body foundation is improving to great levels. Very nice."

He then refocused. While this was one of his plots, it also served as study material. Thus Wu Long carefully observed.

He tried sending more of the evil spirit's power into Yu Zemin, and after a few rounds his entire body seemed extremely powerful, while Wu Long continued gaining power.

Yet after this initial body modification, suddenly the evil spirit energy began to twist into coiling darkness. It rose into Yu Zemin's head.

Wu Long hurriedly attempted to retract the evil spirit's energy, but as if drawn by some strange power it went deeper into Yu Zemin's head.

Wu Long looked stunned, "This... I can't believe it..."