Novels by Alfonzo Perez

Aji felt a wave of relief wash over him as his great-grandfather’s wisdom echoed in his mind, steadying his resolve. He wasted no more time—seeing that Joyonoto had cast aside his spear and now drew a dark black blade from his back, Aji pulled the Dragon Earth Sword from its scabbard once more, its surface gleaming with quiet power.“You are about to witness the true might of my beloved Demon Sword!” Joyonoto hissed, his voice low and menacing as he gripped the weapon tightly. The blade seemed to drink in the light around it, casting deep shadows across his face.“My blade has no need to acquaint itself with such filth,” Aji scoffed, holding his own sword at the ready—its dark form a mirror to Joyonoto’s weapon, yet carrying an aura of purpose rather than malice.Thick black smoke began to pour from the Demon Sword, curling around Joyonoto’s hand like living serpents. He shifted his weight, drawing his right foot back to plant it firmly on the ground, then launched himself forward wit

Joyonoto—still seething with rage over his brother’s defeat—launched another blistering assault, his sharp spear aimed directly at Aji’s chest. The weapon cut through the air with a shrill whistle, its tip gleaming with deadly intent as it raced toward its target.Aji offered a small, calm smile as he watched the attack unfold. Rather than parry or block, he simply shifted his body slightly to the side—barely enough to let the spear pass harmlessly in front of his heart, the metal shaft brushing against his robes with a faint shush of fabric against steel.But Joyonoto was not finished. With fluid precision, he followed through with a relentless series of strikes, each one aimed at a vital point on Aji’s body—his throat, his kidneys, the joints of his arms and legs. Every thrust and sweep was calculated to disable or kill, delivered with the speed and force of a thunderbolt.Yet Aji was no ordinary warrior, and he would not be so easily overcome. He moved with an almost casual grace,

“How should I know? This is the first time we have ever faced him—or even laid eyes upon him,” Joyonoto replied, his gaze never straying from the Dragon Earth Sword clutched firmly in Aji’s hand. The legendary weapon seemed to pulse with a life of its own, casting deep crimson shadows across the grass beneath their feet.“But I find it hard to believe that is truly the Dragon Earth Sword,” he continued, his voice low with suspicion. “How could a blade forged in darkness for the dark sect ever come to be wielded by a warrior of the light? Still—be on your guard. Do not let doubt cloud your judgment for even a moment!”The two dark warriors were not entirely ignorant of the blade’s fabled history. Alongside Darmo Jagal, they had been commanded by Ki Tunggul Anom—leader of the central Demon’s Blood Sect—to retrieve the Dragon Earth Tome at any cost. The sword, they had been told, was its inseparable counterpart—a weapon of immense power that could unlock the full potential of the tome’s

“How is it possible for you to wield the Flame Shield?” Joyorono could no longer contain his curiosity, breaking the tension with a question that burned with both wonder and suspicion. But the answer he received only served to fuel his rage beyond measure.“I owe you no explanations for matters that do not concern you,” Aji replied coolly, his eyes narrowing as he circled the twins. “Prepare yourselves—this ends now.”“Bastard! Even with your precious shield, we fear nothing!” Joyorono roared, his eyes wide with fury as if he could tear Aji apart with his gaze alone. His emotions had reached their boiling point, and every fiber of his being craved vengeance for the wound his brother had suffered.Meanwhile, with Aji fully occupied by the twin warriors, the delicate balance of the battle began to shift once more in favor of the Demon’s Blood Sect. Their numbers were beginning to overwhelm the Golden Bamboo defenders, who were growing weary from the relentless assault.Watching from her

The three companions resumed their interrupted journey without delay. Ratih mounted her great black steed, guiding it with practiced hands along the winding forest path, while Aji and Sakuntala moved alongside her with the effortless grace of those who had mastered the ancient art of lightening the body—their feet barely touching the ground as they glided forward at a pace that would have exhausted ordinary travelers in moments.An hour and a half passed in swift silence, until the ominous premonition that had gnawed at Sakuntala’s heart proved tragically true. In the distance, rising above the treetops like a beacon of home turned to chaos, stood the Golden Bamboo School—and it was under siege by warriors of the Demon’s Blood Sect.In truth, these dark disciples had been dispatched as reinforcements for Darmo Jagal, summoned to aid him in his pursuit of the Dragon Earth Tome. But a fatal error in communication had sent them racing directly to the school instead of intercepting Sakunt

Turning to face his wife with a look of quiet concern mixed with unwavering trust, Aji spoke in a clear, steady voice. “Stay here and watch over our horses, my love. But should any of these miscreants dare to approach your position—do not hesitate to defend yourself. You have my leave to deal with them as you see fit.”Ratih offered him a warm, confident smile and nodded firmly, her eyes gleaming with the same fire that burned in her husband’s heart. “Do not worry yourself, my dear. I can more than hold my own against scum like these—they shall find that I am not one to be trifled with.”Aji nodded in approval, then shifted his gaze to the score of dark sect warriors massed before him, their faces twisted with malice and greed. Every muscle in his body coiled like a spring, ready to unleash its fury at a moment’s notice.Sakuntala glanced at Aji with a hint of surprise, noting that the young warrior made no move to draw his own blade—the legendary Dragon Earth Sword that hung at his h

“But I will not accept being accused of belonging to that cursed sect! If they dare accuse me again, I’ll make sure everyone here dies!” A Long’s yellowish skin turned white as his anger flared.“Don’t be afraid, he’s only trying to scare us!” shouted A Fu, trying to sway the others.“If you accuse us one more time, I will let my brother here kill all of you!” Fang An barked, pointing his finger straight at A Fu’s face, which immediately froze in silence.“Watch your tongue, A Fu!” another man shouted, backing Fang An.Ying Sue and all the villagers in the dining house swallowed nervously. They didn’t know whether the young, sharp-eyed man’s words were true or just a bluff. But one thing was certain: the accusations A Fu hurled at the two young men were a mistake.“If you don’t want us in this village, we will leave. But only after we finish our meal. If I hear even one more accusation, I’ll hang the man’s head at the village ga

"Yu Wei, how are the preparations for the Grand Blood Moon Ritual? Is everything ready?""My apologies, Leader… Of the thirteen virgins required for the grand ritual, we are still short of two. Our members are already moving to find the remaining ones. I am certain that before the ritual begins, the number will be complete," replied the long-haired man named Yu Wei."For the success of this grand ritual, I entrust everything to you, Yu Wei. Do not fail me, for I have never known the word failure. You know very well what I will do to you if the ritual fails!" said the man who was, in fact, Ren Zhi, the leader of the Holy Blood Moon Sect.It should be known that the Grand Blood Moon Ritual was a mandatory ceremony for Ren Zhi. Besides strengthening his martial power, the ritual also served to keep the leader of the Holy Blood Moon Sect eternally youthful.If at present his face looked around thirty-five years old, then after the ritual he

Fang An gave a small smile and nodded."At the very least, we need some information from you, Sir, about the situation inside that sect."Duke Song Jian took a deep breath and released it slowly."As for the current situation, I do not know, Prince. It has been more than twenty years since I last joined them.""It’s all right, Sir. At least it can serve as a rough picture for the two of us about the situation there. But for now, we want to bathe first. Later, we will meet you again," Fang An said."Very well, Prince." Duke Song Jian bowed slightly to show respect. After that, he walked back to his chamber.Nearly two hours passed before Fang An and A Fu came out of their room. The two of them hurried toward Duke Song Jian’s private chamber to continue their discussion.Inside the chamber, Duke Song Jian still looked uneasy about the situation he was facing.On one hand, he feared that Fang An and A Fu might fail in their plan to attack the Holy Blood Moon Sect. If that happened, he to

Although it looked like a smile, to the four figures dressed in black, the smile on Fang An’s lips appeared terrifying and intimidating. The wide grin of the young man with white hair instantly drained their courage.“You must have thought we had already left this province, didn’t you?” Fang An chuckled softly, recalling how he and A Long had led their horses out of the palace gate earlier that morning.The four figures exchanged disbelieving glances. They, who were used to spying, had now been thwarted by two young men still younger than them in age.The exits were sealed tightly, leaving the black-clad figures confused about what decision to make. Their only hope of escape was to fight back, though they knew the chance of success was almost nonexistent.Unconsciously, cold sweat began to drip from their pores. The chill that gripped their bodies was nothing compared to the icy sweat brought on by fear.“Why do you look so confused? Relax, I won’t kill you. But on one condition—tell

“The Sacred Blood Moon Sect is a dark sect hidden in a valley beyond Mount Yuelu, Prince. They use the blood of virgins for their offerings,” explained Duke Song Jian.“Then why are they extorting you, Duke? What connection do you have with them?” Fang An pressed. He already sensed a breakthrough.The duke lowered his head, regret written across his face.“I was once part of them, Prince. I joined secretly before I was married.”“And after you married, you left them?”“Yes, Prince. I left without permission from Ren Zhi, the leader of the Sacred Blood Moon Sect.”Fang An nodded, understanding. He could see the duke’s regret was genuine.No matter how strong a man was, when the safety of his wife and children was threatened, he would become fragile—especially when he was powerless to act.“Very well. Now we know who the perpetrators are. What remains is to uncover which of their members is hiding inside this palace.” Fang An’s gaze lifted to the ceiling as he thought hard.“Do you have

Not long after, the two of them finally arrived in front of the palace of Province Sihan. The gates, which had been tightly closed, opened at once when the two young warriors arrived.From inside, a finely dressed man escorted by two guards hurried toward the gate.Fang An and A Long leapt down from their horses and handed the reins to a soldier.“Welcome to Province Sihan, Prince Fang An, Prince A Long. It is truly a great honor for me to receive the arrival of both Princes.” The finely dressed man, who turned out to be Duke Song Jian, bowed respectfully.“Do not be so formal, Duke. We just happened to pass by, so we decided to stop here. Besides, we also need a place to rest for the night,” replied Fang An with a smile, though his sharp eyes studied the finely dressed figure before him.From his experience dealing with officials, such respectful behavior often had two meanings. Some showed respect because of rank and position, while others used it to flatter or to cover up their wro