"Father, it's time to drink the medicine!"
At this moment, in the One-hearted Dojo, the 15-year-old Frost Moon Koshiro brought a bowl of steaming medicine to Kosaburo.
Compared to half a year ago when he received news of Asura, Kosaburo had become much thinner. His face was pale and withered, and he looked like he was beyond cure.
"Koshiro, this medicine is so bitter. Why don't you stop drinking it? I feel fine!"
Kosaburo lay on the tatami mat and looked at the medicine in his son's hand. The corners of his mouth twitched as he spoke.
"No, Father must drink it quickly. I still have to cultivate the sword path later and bring medicine over tonight!”
Although Koshiro was still young, he said this with an unquestionable tone.
"Uh, okay, okay. I guess you just want me to die early. You didn't even put in some rock sugar!”
Kosaburo revealed a smile that was uglier than crying. He took the medicine, made up his mind, and drank it in one gulp.
"Father, don't talk nonsense. I don't know why, but your condition has worsened very quickly in the past six months. I've looked for all the doctors on the island, but they all said that they can't cure you.”
Koshiro said seriously.
"Alright, alright, I understand. Just to spend more time with you, I definitely won't die so early!”
Kosaburo could feel the deep worry and fear of losing his son, so he quickly patted his chest and promised.
"Tsk tsk, what a scene of a loving father and filial son. But old man, do you actually have such helpless moments? He was actually defeated by a small illness!"
Just as Koshiro was about to cry when he saw his father forcefully comforting him, a voice suddenly sounded. A strange figure had appeared in the room at some point in time. He was looking at the thin Koshiro with a mocking expression.
"Who is it?"
Koshiro shouted loudly. He drew the saber from his waist and looked at the figure warily.
"The Dao One Character?"
All of a sudden, the figure reached out a strange, twisted, blood-red palm and grabbed the saber in Koshiro's hand.
This greatly shocked Koshiro. He wanted to pull his saber back, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't. He felt that his saber was firmly held in the other party's hand, and he couldn't move it at all.
"This is impossible!"
Koshiro was incomparably shocked. He was actually unable to move the saber when he grabbed it with his hand. This was something that completely overturned his Sword Dao.
"It's indeed your saber. Did you give it to this kid? In other words, he is your son?”
Asura looked at Koshiro, who kept trying to pull out his saber, and gently let go of the blade. Then, he turned his head and calmly looked at the stunned Koshiro.
"Ah, Asura!"
Kosaburo looked at Asura in a daze, and tears flowed down his withered face. He slowly reached out his hand to Asura, wanting to caress Asura's face.
"Pa!"
The Asura mercilessly slapped Kosaburo's hand away, which stunned him once again. Then, he revealed a bitter expression.
"Don't do this. You should know that I don't like it!”
Asura said coldly. Then, he turned to look at the stunned Koshiro and said,"
"Little brat, what's your name?"
"Frost, Frost Moon Koshiro!"
Koshiro said nervously. He already knew who the person in front of him was. He had seen his brother's appearance many times more than half a year ago.
That pair of blood-red palms, that arm with golden inscriptions, and that pair of scarlet eyes, there was no mistake.
"You're my brother!"
Koshiro suddenly burst out with a strong sense of surprise. After he sheathed the Dao Yi characters in his hand, he immediately said to Asura,"
"That's great. Brother, you don't know, but Father misses you every day!”
"Kosanro, Koshiro, he's indeed your son! Alright, brat, get out. I'll leave after talking to these two guys!”
As Asura spoke, a powerful wave of power suddenly erupted from his body, instantly sending Koshiro, who had no time to react, flying out of the room.
"Bang!"
Asura waved his hand and closed the door, leaving only one sentence for Koshiro, who had fallen heavily to the ground outside."
"Don't go near the house without my permission!”
In the room, Asura, who had finished all this, turned to Kosanro. Seeing the worry in Kosanro's eyes, he said indifferently,"
"Don't worry, your precious son is fine. Or do you think I'll be so heartless as to kill your son?”
"Of course I don't think so. Asura, it seems that you've finally gotten rid of the evil ghost after all these years? However, you still have the mark of the evil ghosts on your body!”
Geng Sanlang raised his head to look at Asura and revealed a smile. His tone was very gentle.
"Hmph, I should always be a demon in your heart. As for those evil ghosts, they are still in my hands, but I have already learned to control their power!”
Asura snorted coldly and walked to Geng Sanlang's side. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Geng Sanlang's shoulder, beginning to feel the flow of his blood.
"Asura…"
Kosaburo wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Asura."
"Yes, your old injuries are acting up. Coupled with your illness, I'm afraid you can only last for a few months at most. It seems that when you came out of the Country of He, you had quite a few fierce battles!”
"You can see my physical condition? Can it be cured? It's not easy to see you. I want to live longer!”
Kosaburo was very clear about his body, so he asked directly.
"I can only check, not treat!”
Asura shook his head.
Asura could check the condition of other people's bodies through the resonance of their blood, but it could not heal them. It could use blood to cause harm to others.
What a joke. Berserkers were like killing machines. They knew how to kill but not heal.
Even if it was Asura himself, after tempering his own blood essence, he could no longer be treated by others.
The blood in Asura's body was boiling, and it was not affected by the medicine at all.
Of course, it wouldn't be poisoned. Once the poison entered the body, it would be burned by the boiling blood.
On the other hand, Berserkers had their own recovery methods. All they had to do was kill people and absorb their blood essence. Therefore, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.
"I came to look for you this time to ask you for one last favor. However, looking at you now, I'm afraid you can guide me.”
Asura said.
"I'll guide you? Don't tell me you want to forge a saber? Did you forge the greatsword on your back yourself?”
Kosaburo looked at the huge sword on Asura's back in confusion. He could tell at a glance that it had been forged using the iron-tempering method of the Shuangyue family.
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