Prologue: When Devils die.

  "Die Devil!" A giant covered from head to toe in black raised

  his hand letting the blade radiate flames that destroyed a mile

  in his direction. Has he lowered the blade the male figure who

  was slim reached out his hand grabbing it with his hand. The

  and around them shoot and broke apart. When the dust cleared

  the land beneath the young mans feet were the only undamaged

  areas. As the the veins in the giants body quivered and shoot

  the young man smiled and with a squeeze of his and shattered the

  blade and with a wave of the other the giant was nothing was a

  spray of mist the next moment.

  As he dusted himself of he looked up at a veiled goddess of a

  women and the coldness in his eye turned into a warm that would

  flood the world. Her eyes smiled back at him and the look of boredom

  faded as he flew to her opening his arms and taking her into

  his embrace.

  With a sharp pain in his side the pushed her away from his embraced

  and found a dagger in his sided. A look of shock and pain was on

  his face as he looked at the women whose smile had turned hard

  and cold. He didn't have to look to know what she had done to him.

  He had transcended the heavens and was only one step away from

  attaining the power of a god but the only person he loved and

  trusted not only betrayed him but she had used the one thing that

  meant the most to them. A dagger forged with his own blood and

  essence of the fallen star. He had given her it to protect herself

  as it was only second to his own blade.

  He hit the ground with a loud thump still semi consensus starring at

  her as her face became blurry to him. He felt something warm and

  soft arms around him and reconciled the cent cherry blossoms that

  she loved.

  "Why Yuri Ming?"

  His vision was blurry an his body was in a hot fit of pain but

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  he felt the cold drops of tears on his face.

  "Y-you killed my brother. I know you had not chose but still

  I couldn't forgive you nor myself for loving you. I know as

  a immortal you can heal from would so I laced the dagger with

  soul dispersing medication. Your body and soul will both die hear

  my love."

  As she spoke he whom had fought from the very bottom and reach

  the heavens felt a very sad. He had loved only one women and let

  only her in throughout his entire life and in the end she betrayed

  and killed him for a man that would have raped and killed her had

  he not come along. A bitter laugh came from his thought with his

  blood that had turned black with the poison.

  It was a secret that the people of that day knew and with hid

  death would come to light when they came. Even thought he didn't

  feel close to anyone he had help many people in his life and they

  would pay their respects. He raised his trebling hand to meet her

  now wet with tear face. He smiled softly and letting go as the

  the pain subsided and everything faded to darkness.

  Chapter 1

  With a loud shout a young sickly looking and handsome man shot

  up from his bed.

  "Master Ling Ming is awake!" A young girl voiced yelled with shock and

  a little sullenness. The boy who suddenly shot up turned his head

  looking at a young girl only around the tender age of ten and felt

  a sudden peg of pain rush to his head that sent him down to his

  knees. A rush of memories flooded Ling Ming's head as the servent

  girl rushed to his side and laid his body back down on the mat.

  "Little Xe, where am I?" his voice was crate from dryness and

  but his eyes were clear as the blue sky. The servant girl who

  had been with the young master for the last five years faced

  turned red for and instance before she retrieved her barring and

  grabbed some water tipping it to his mouth.

  "Master after you were to marry into the Tang family the little

  miss went... out but the elders carried on the ceremony without

  her as they said it was for business." The slight paused caused

  the memories in Ling Ming had to awaken and a frown painted his

  pale white face.

  He had been the former head of the families son and was to be

  its successor but life had other plans. His father was killed

  when he was eight and he got sick halting is already average

  talent in martial arts. His uncle took over the family and his

  son who has showed talent in cultivating and was taken into

  the Torrent Flame sec had basically made his existence and hindered

  in the clan. Even thought his family weren't a martial family since

  is grandfather generation they have slowly been head toward that

  way.

  Ling Ming wasn't stupid and supped that his uncle had a hand

  with his fathers murder. Even if other suspected as well the

  uncle brought to many benefits to the clan that they over looked

  his deeds. The only one who even treated Ling Ming well was his

  grandfather whom had become old and sadder since his favorite sons

  death. Even when his uncle would visit with him their his grand

  father would only take him in making is stance clear. Even if

  the clan won't punish you, to me you are not my son. This atmosphere

  took a turn when his grandfather got sick suddenly.

  His old friends family the Tangs a small merchant group that

  he help in his younger years had profited well and found a

  rare medication he needed. As thanks they asked his grandfather

  to let his promise of tieing the family together he made in

  his youth come true. Back in the day his grandfather promised

  to marry their children but they had males which prevented

  it from happening. Since their grandchildren were Ling Ming

  and the Tang granddaughter Tang Xe they could keep their promise.

  Ling Ming knew this innocent suggestion would lead to his ruin

  as it was ok for a women to marry into a family but for a male

  to do so would be stripping him of all his rights. For instance

  if he open restaurant that became successful his family wouldn't

  get the profit only the Ming would. Even if he had children they

  would take the sur name Tang.

  His grandfather refuted the suggestion but his uncle and grand

  mother convinced him somehow. His last night their his grandfather

  who didn't cry when his son died nor his first wife shed tear

  in front of Ling Ming. He heart ached for the old man and he

  left with a smile telling him he would live well before cutting

  ties with his family.

  The servant girl stared at Ling Ming as he was in his dazed not

  moving and inch. After a long while Ling Ming sighed and his head

  cleared. He was and ancient cultivator and at the same time a

  person name Ling Ming. Even thought he felt the giant bump on his

  head were he got hit with a rock on his arrival sending him tumbling

  down the stairs he knew he hadn't died. When he open his eyes it

  felt like he awoke from a long dream remembering only a portion

  of it though. He sighed turned his sore head toward the young

  girl with her head down at him and a soft smile appeared on his

  lips, "Little Xa could you get me something to eat please".

  Her eye dotted up and nodded her head in a fury before running

  away. Ling Ming smiled turning his head to looked out the

  open window of the old house and smiled. "Well then looks like

  I will work hard once more reached the heavens".