Chapter 0 - prologue
prologue
“You’re incredibly lucky; aside from astronauts, you’re the first person to tour the moon without spending a cent!”
An old man with facial features hooked like an eagle’s wore green robes that gave off sinister vibes. He smiled ominously as he looked at a young man enclosed in a thin, flimsy shell of purple light.
The youth looked to be in his twenties and wore flowery boxers. His lower body was of average build with a thinly built upper body, and he wore a disdaining expression as he peered around anxiously within the shell.
“Enough is enough, you old fart. What do you want now that you’ve brought me here?”
Han Shuo was filled with anger. He was just about to enjoy a cold, refreshing shower on this hot summer day when a white light flashed before his eyes. A weird, old man appeared in front of him before Han Shuo had fully undressed. The old man merely said, “The date of birth matches,” grabbed Han Shuo and jumped out the tenth story window with him, scaring Han Shuo silly.
When Han Shuo had come to, he suddenly realized it was gloomy, barren and desolate around him. The ground was pockmarked like a severe burn victim’s. That was when he was notified that he was on the moon.
Oddly enough, Han Shuo and that weird man could communicate easily, possibly due to that weird purple shell. What was stranger was that Han Shuo had no fear of suffocation, as there was enough oxygen within the shell.
“I will battle with three people in a moment in search of smashing the rules of heaven and earth. This will allow me to ascend to the apex of evil – the omen realm. Alone, these three fellows present no challenge to me. But I’m not sure what will happen if they join their forces.
To cover all my bases, I grabbed someone with the same birthdate as me – you. If I am so unlucky as to fall in battle, then I can call upon the most mysterious magic of them all and plant my consciousness within your body. I can then come back to life and use your body to revive myself!” Chu Cang Lan said evenly as he stared at Han Shuo, his tone belied by a hint of danger in his bloodshot eyes.
The only thing that he could move now were his thoughts, so Han Shuo could do nothing but think wildly. The more he reflected, the more he regretted and despaired…
An earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded, accompanied by Chu Cang Lan’s egoistical laugh.
But after a while, he suddenly yelled, “Treacherous!” and was engulfed in another series of explosions that rocked the heavens. The large tremors shook even Han Shuo’s position; it was as if the earth was collapsing. The disturbances were accompanied by a loud yell, “Chu Cang Lan, you are dead this time!”
“Eh! This is the demonic technique of body stealing! He’s attempting to use a demonic technique, there must be a demon seed nearby!”
“Praise Buddha, for the good of all those beneath heaven, I will not let him succeed even if I die. Praise Buddha, Chant of Desolate Destruction!”
“Monk, no….”
Another series of violent detonations ensued, and then a black ray swiftly shot towards Han Shuo. It was as fast as a shooting star, and contained a vague something that was writhing inside, like an unholy liquid.
“In praise, in praise. Master Yuan Kong sacrificed himself to terminate the demonic technique. We can rest easy. Chu Cang Lan will never again be able to threaten the world of justice!”
The black light surged into the purple shell after Han Shuo heard the last sentence and something foreign seemed to invade his brain. A loud blast caused extreme pain as it felt like all his organs had simultaneously exploded, and then he knew no more.