Zenith Horizon

Upon walking up to Cold Steel City, both Purple Night and Fall Night were looking at their surroundings. The guards that were posted outside of the city looked at these two like rebels who were about to start a revolt.

One guard looks at Fall Night, who had a black mask and all black clothing with a black cloak with a gray lining on it. The other guard stares at Purple Night coldly. 

"Why did you come here to Cold Steel City?" One guard spoke coldly. 

"We are here under the Patriarch Murda to conduct an inspection." Replied by Sifir.

"Why didn't we hear anything from Lord Murda?" The other guard responded sharply. 

"It's really simple. We are under Legion 3 of Patriarch Mudra. That means we have more authority. Since that is the case, let us pass." 

"Can you verify this?" 

Sifir takes out the Midnight clan token and passes it to the guard. The guard's face turns slightly ugly. This was an authentic token of the Midnight clan. The one guard passes it back to Sifir. Both Purple Night and Fall Night walk through the gate and finally step into the city.

Seeing the city full of cultivators, merchants, and many other stores. Fall Night and Purple Night saw many lavish garments, luxurious jewelry, pretty trinkets, and raw materials for inscriptions and blacksmith masters. Scanning the street, we both saw different grades of steeds slowly moving up and down the street.

Many eyes were on Purple Night and Fall Night.Even many female cultivators who had higher cultivation levels scanned Fall Night. Sensing the strong blood line coming from Fall Night. For a magical beast, the stronger the bloodline, the better. Unlike ferocious beasts, who only think of devouring their foes.

"Where did you get that token?"

"Why, Purple Night?"

"Is that a real token of the Midnight clan? And it is not a low-ranking one either."

"I am from the Midnight clan. Why are you so surprised by this?"

"Who are you really?" 

"This is a command, Purple Night."

Purple Night was caught off guard. This question was not a direct challenge. However, Fall Night was not submissive either. Purple Night paused for a second before answering the question.

"No. I was just curious. However, I still want an answer: Fall Night."

"Purple Night, I am Fall Night of the Midnight clan." Sifir's voice was extremely flat.

"Hahaha. It was a very good fall night. Regardless of what your status is in the Midnight clan, you are in our unit. I don't have to say more."

Fall Night shook his head. Remaining silent and not giving a hint to Purple Night to find out who he is in the Midnight clan. Even if she could guess who Fall Night is, Sifir would never give Purple Night an answer she wanted. 

"It looks like you have been here before fall night."

"You can say something like that, Purple Night." 

"These vague answers are quite annoying, Fall Night."

"Purple Night, this is not a command or to challenge the sovereignty of this two-man unit. Do you think I am an idiot like Jagged?" Sifir in a somewhat mocking tone to show his disdain for the Purple Night line of questioning.

Purple Night looks at Fall Night and places one of her hands on her mask. Fall Night hears a two-click sound coming from the lower part of her dark purple mask. Once the lower part of the mask was removed, one could see dark purple-ish red full lips that were juicy and plump like rite fruit. Purple Night's lips look ready to be harvested.

Purple Night's smile was like a warm embrace, like a mom to her child. Fall Night had to bite his tongue to not fall for a mere thought of pleasure, which would cost him his life. Looking at all this, Purple Night had a smile of amusement and took great pleasure in playing mind games with a younger male. 

"I am surprised you have not begged to kiss or suck on these loveable lips of mine." 

"I am sure there would be a price that I am not willing to pay, Purple Night."

"You say that, but I can tell you are tempted. If I remove my cloak for you on Friday night, you would be putty in my hands." Purple Night gave a light giggle that could usher a person to a silent death. 

"Again. That would be the case if I were willing to pay that price. However. I am a petty man, and I am young. So my ignorance is bliss." Fall Night bows slightly, giving way to Purple Night. 

"Very interesting indeed. I wonder if you can say that when we share the room together." Purple Night lifted up her hand and got ready to place it on Fall Night's chest. Fall Night disappeared and reappeared ten feet away from Purple Night. 

"I am seasoned enough to know that even a single touch from you has a price. I am still not willing to pay the price of that." Sifir looked down at his chest wound. Which still hurt from being reopened by the Death Sword. 

A light stomp on the ground from Purple Night. The once gentle smile turns into a sinister one. "I like my prey to play hard to get. I will know who you are one way or another. So can we do this the easy way or the hard way? I do hope my little new toy will choose the hard way."

And the ending of Purple Night speaks. Her voice got sensual and demonic, like a succubus. However, Purple Night's two canine teeth slowly grew longer, and she slowly licked her lips. 

A cold chill fell upon Sifir like a predator locking down on its prey. If Sifir dared to speak right now, he would be inviting a great calamity upon himself. Sifir remained silent and stared at Purple Night.

"Are you hungry, Purple Night?"

"Yes, I am. For you serve me as your master and you as my servant." Purple Nigh put one hand over her face and started laughing uncontrollably.

"I was talking about food," Sifir replied flatly. 

"I know, and so what?"

Purple Night just smiled at Sifir, like she was ready to pounce on him.

"You should be lucky that I am just fooling around today. Maybe next time, when my hands touch your young, strong, and sturdy body, you will not be able to escape from them. Hehehehe"

Purple Night slowly places the lower piece of her mask back on her face. Then Purple Night starts walking to Sifir. "Now, show me around to the best place to get something to eat, Fall Night." 

All Sifir could do was tell Purple Night about this city's places to eat. Still, Sifir had a cold sweat all over his body.

"One of the best spots to get food is The Nation. However, we will not go there. We are heading to the Banner of the Crest Palace. A small gem in this city is Purple Night."

"You better not be dragging me along. On one of those wild goose chases, Fall Night. How long will it take to get there anyway?"

"Well, this is considered a small city. I would say no less than 15 minutes."

"Right. Let's go to that place. In the meantime, what grade is that palm strike you used against me and Jagged?"

"Grade? What are you talking about, Purple Night?" Sifir turned his head, looking at Purple Night cautiously.

"Don't tell me you don't know the grade of your skill that you have been using."

"Well, I don't know how things work in other places. In the Midnight clan, most basic rank skills or techniques are unranked."

Purple Night gathers her thoughts on what she is going to say next.

"So you are telling me the skill you use is an unranked basic skill in the Midnight clan?"

"Yes. That's what I am exactly telling you."

"Mhmmm, that seems odd. I have my own thoughts about that. Anyway, I am going to tell you how most experts rank their skills and techniques. So listen closely, Fall Night."

"As you know, from the awakening plane to the true emperor, there are many minor realms to breakthrough. Skills and techniques can fall into the same classification as cultivation levels."

"Skills and techniques are a unique way to mark the level of battle prowess of an expert within a certain realm. As you know, there are several levels of battle prowess. There is refinement, flowing water, void, and domain. Some say, Fall Night, there are more levels beyond the domain level."

"Right. This is common knowledge, Purple Night."

"It is not common knowledge to the masses of cultivators who have no backers, unlike us. Anyway, a skill is a set move that can only be expressed on that cultivation stage or battle prowess. A technique is a series of moves that can evolve and sometimes break into a realm of power, giving that expert the upper hand in battle."

"Obviously, this includes other factors like laws, elements, battle prowess, and cultivation stage. For example, a palm strike should be part of the technique."

"With enough time and comprehension, that technique can be a high-level Sage technique when it is completed, if not higher."

"There's something about unranked skills or techniques that is special. Since there is no grade attached to them, creating a stronger or weaker version is possible. However, it is very hard to improve ranking skills or techniques. So you should know how hard it is to upgrade or downgrade a skill or technique, Fall Night."

"Being around you, Purple Night, I know you don't do anything without a reason. So what do you want?"

"I can tell you have a strong bloodline in your body. What I want is you and all your secrets."

Purple Night has always been straight to the point. No beating around the bush type of woman. More so with something she wanted. Purple Night felt that if she could obtain Fall Night, something amazing would happen to her existence. That is why she took her time explaining skills and techniques to Sifir. Even if Sifir came from a large clan that had a rich history, that doesn't mean he knows everything in this world. And he wouldn't be foolish to act like that. When they got done talking, both Fall Night and Purple Night were standing in front of the Banner of the Crest Palace.