Bu Kek Siansu (The Demigod) Chapter 20

"Please be ready, Your Majesty!"

Kwat Lin cried out, and suddenly her sword flashed swiftly, thrusting toward his neck while her left hand struck toward his chest. This dual attack with sword and left-hand punch was a potent move from the *Ngo-heng-kiam-sut*. Suddenly, the king's body moved, Kwat Lin's attack was successfully evaded, and in the next second, the maiden's neck was touched by the tip of a rock and her chest was also touched by *Han Ti Ong*'s left fist. Kwat Lin let out a soft cry because she realized that if *Han Ti Ong* had continued the stone thrust and the punch, she would have instantly collapsed and died. However, what surprised her even more was the king's movement.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty used the *Hui-po-liu-hong* (Spilled Water, Arcing Rainbow Spray) move from the *Ngo-heng-kiam-sut* of the *Bu-tong-pai*!"

*Han Ti Ong* smiled,

"Exactly like your attack just now, but far more formidable because it succeeded instantly, didn't it? Now, if you possessed perfection in that move just now, wouldn't it be easy for you to defeat your enemy?" Kwat Lin was stunned, but she was still not satisfied.

"I want to try again!"

"Very well, very well. Attack me with your ten most formidable moves, and I guarantee that I will defeat you using the exact same moves."

Exerting her energy and choosing the most powerful moves, Kwat Lin attacked again, but every time she launched a move, she let out a soft cry because, sure enough, she was always defeated by her own technique. *Han Ti Ong* executed the move so strangely and perfectly, so quickly and containing miraculous power, that even though she recognized her own move, she had no time to evade or cry out! After ten times of being touched by the tip of the stone or the brush of this formidable opponent's left hand, she became convinced, then dropped to her knees.

"I accept Your Majesty's offer!"

*Han Ti Ong* held both her shoulders and lifted her up to stand. They stood facing each other, exchanging glances, and the king's face brightened seeing how red Kwat Lin's face had become, and there was a deep sorrow hidden behind the redness of shame. Affectionately, *Han Ti Ong* stroked her smooth, flushed cheek and said softly,

"I know, Kwat Lin. The cursed incident that befell you made you disgusted with men and sickened by the relationship between men and women. However, I am not a man who prioritizes only physical relations, Kwat Lin. I will erase that disgust and revulsion. Believe me, I love and pity you. The decision you have made is exactly right and will not bring regret later. Come, let us announce our marriage. May you be happy."

*Han Ti Ong* kissed and delicately and affectionately pecked the corner of Kwat Lin's eye, then took her hand and invited her to walk into the palace through the back door that led to the "Garden."

Of course, there was no commotion when *Han Ti Ong* announced his decision to take The Kwat Lin as his second wife, although this brought various reactions in the hearts of the inhabitants of Ice Island. A feast was held, a simple but lively celebration. Most of the inhabitants of Ice Island rejoiced and hoped that from this marriage, the king would be blessed with a son. Various reactions also occurred among the royal family. There was disappointment, but also hope.

Disappointed because once again King *Han Ti Ong* took an "outsider" as a concubine, but hope arose because perhaps through this second wife they could "strike" at *Liu Bwee*, whom they hated. Kwat Lin later realized that all the words spoken by the King of Ice Island when he proposed to her were not merely empty persuasion. The King truly fell in love with her, and she felt this after she surrendered herself to become King *Han Ti Ong*'s concubine. With his whole heart and soul, *Han Ti Ong* poured out such immense affection for her that slowly, she too fell in love with her husband.

And she, who had initially intended to learn martial arts as the primary motivation by sacrificing and surrendering herself as a concubine, began to change her mind after receiving such intimate and profound outpouring of love. Especially after nine months had passed since she became a concubine, she gave birth to a baby boy. Kwat Lin felt how her life had completely changed; if before she was merely a female *pendekar* who often faced many hardships in life, she now became a noble and respected person, and she even realized that her husband truly possessed martial skill of extraordinarily high caliber!

The desire arose in her heart to elevate herself to become the Empress, and she felt entitled because didn't she bear a male heir? And besides becoming Empress, she would also become the inheritor of all the mystical arts of Ice Island. If that happened, only then would she seek out and kill *Pat-jiu Kai-ong*. Her hatred for that demonic beggar elder now became very thin. Indeed, when she thought about how the elder had toyed with her for three days and three nights, snatching her honor by raping her in a most humiliating way, there was another aspect that made her secretly grateful to the elder. If not for that terrible incident, perhaps she would never have met *Han Ti Ong* in her lifetime, let alone become his wife and simultaneously the inheritor of his arts!

*Sin Liong* diligently studied martial arts alongside his *suheng*, the lively and humorous *Swat Hong*. And his extraordinary talent began to show. It was no wonder that the figures of the *kang-ouw* wanted to possess this boy and made *Sin Liong* an object of contention, because he deserved to be called a *Sin-tong*. *Han Ti Ong* himself, who was an extraordinary man possessing the intelligence called *Kwee-bak-put-bong* (once seen, never forgotten), was secretly deeply impressed because he had to admit that in terms of intelligence and mental power, he was still inferior to his student! What truly amazed him was how, beneath all this extraordinary talent, lay an equally extraordinary character—a character full of refinement, gentleness, and deep compassion and pity for others, alongside a naturally simple disposition. Truly, a miraculous boy!