Yue Cai's father groaned as his daughter carefully applied care to his injured face. Xuan was standing at the door, leaning against the wall.
He tried countless times to rewind time or even pause it but couldn't.
"It's no use, boy, the whole village is under the Muay Thai spell," the man said again.
Xuan had never heard of a Muay Thai sect. He was now beginning to wonder where this place is on the map.
It was an infamous sect where you couldn't use cultivating powers. Rather, all the cultivations were assessed through Muay Thai.
The spell was cast by the current sect leader. A demon was the one leading this sect.
"Then why haven't any of you left?" Xuan asked. "If the empire knew about a demon's existence, they'd have him dead by now."
The man sighed, telling Yue Cai to stop toweling his face. He stared down as if recalling a tragic past.
