Yuki pursed her lips. Her eyes fell over the youths that were staring back at her in horror, making them quickly look away. To them, she was the god of death. If they were not careful, they would die. If not for Elder Nishikawa intervening, they knew they would not have a good end.

Elder Nishikawa looked over at the Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master and snorted. “Take your people away before I change my mind.”

“Humph!” The Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master could only grit his teeth. He had to admit he lost this round. He walked over to his disciples who were mostly beaten up and wrapped them in his spiritual qi. “When the Dragon Festival commences you better be ready to lose a few of your disciples!”

“Old Fang, you should be careful of your words. Your disciples who have been in your sect for years could not even fight two of my disciples who have just joined. Do not slap yourself in the face when you start seeing your disciples dropping on stage.” Yuki’s sect master’s words were cold. He wanted nothing more than to kill this man now but he knew he would end up having many of the clans who side with the Roaring Thunder Sect come after him. He could fight today but what about tomorrow?

“Hah! We will see.” The Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master snorted once more before turning to Yuki. “You, little girl, should watch yourself. Don’t let me catch you outside your sect!”

“Old man don’t worry. The day you catch me will be the day you die.” Yuki replied as she bit the tip of her bloody finger. She watched as the Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master began to fly up into the air after wrapping his disciples in spiritual qi and called out to him once more. “Hey! You are forgetting the pile of meat over there!”

The Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master’s face turned sour. He had never lost so much face in his entire life, and all to this damn girl! He wanted to kill her here and now, but he couldn’t! He waved his hand, and Tomoya was lifted into the air and pulled towards him. “Old Bastard, just you wait!”

Leaving these words behind, he made sure to glare at Yuki once more before flying off into the sky. When he arrived on his flying boat, Kuro looked at the disciples he was dragging with him and chuckled. “It seems you did not achieve much of anything.”

“Shut up!” The Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master roared. He tossed the disciples onto the ground and flicked his sleeve before walking over to his seat and sitting down. “In a year, you need to make my disciples strong enough to defeat the Heavenly Cloud Sect.”

Kuro raised an eyebrow and looked at the old man in front of him. “You are telling me what to do?”

“We made a deal!” The Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master replied with a snort. He was not in a good mood. No matter how powerful the man was, he had no choice but to follow through with his promise.

“That is true. But let me tell you this….” Kuro’s lips curled up. “Even if I help you strengthen your disciples, that does not mean they will win.” 

The Roaring Thunder Sect’s sect master only snorted once more. He just wanted to leave this place and return to his sect. Seeing the old man not saying a word Kuro shrugged. He did not care if this old man did not understand. After all his little girl was going to be in the contest. He hoped she would hurry up and grow strong. He had seen her bloody violent side. He knew she was perfect to be his queen. But there seemed to be a fly he would need to get rid of as soon as possible…. The image of the tall girl with the huge sword filled his mind. He could see that the two girls had a special relationship. No one was allowed to touch what was his.

Kuro walked over to the back of the flying boat behind a pillar and waved his hand. Two figures appeared in black clouds of fog. “Master…."

“I will send you an image of a girl. I want you to kill her when she leaves the sect. Make sure to do it in front of my little girl. The crazier she is the better.” Kuro wondered just how his little girl would react if her little lover was ripped to pieces in front of her.

The two figures shivered at their master’s words before bowing their heads. “It will be done, Master.”

Kuro smiled as he walked to the front of the ship with his hands behind his back. He was humming a tune he had made up. He was in a very good mood. 

Back in the Heavenly Cloud Sect, The sect master looked at Yuki who was covered in blood, and sighed. This little girl was much more violent ever since she gained the inheritance of the asura. “Elder Nishikawa, you did well. We can not cause a scene just yet.”

“I know.” Elder Nishikawa smiled. She knew they could not fight a long drawn out battle with the hidden clans aligned with the Roaring Cloud Sect especially now that Kuro had appeared. They had no proof but she was sure that in a year’s time, they would need to be very careful during the Dragon Festival. “Sect Master, we will need to make preparations.”

“I know. Once things are done here we will hold a elders meeting.” The sect master knew that they had to make some plans. Otherwise, they might just end up losing many of their disciples. He took a deep breath before looking waving his hand and yelling out: “Clean the stage! We still have the finals and challenges!”