C10 Nocturnal Swordlessness

"I'm sorry, grandpa, grandma." Yeh Wuxie's heart skipped a beat. In his previous life, he had almost never experienced family love before. He felt very warm in his heart and almost teared up. His eyes turned red.

Even though Old Master Yeh insulted him, and even beat him, he was still very happy. That was because Old Master Yeh cared about him and only feared that something would happen to him because he loved him.

"It's fine, it's fine. It's good that you're back." When Zi Meng saw Yeh Wuxie's bloodshot eyes, she thought he was frightened by Yeh Juntian. She glared at Old Master Yeh and said, "Men, send the order and say the young master has found him."

"I almost forgot." Yeh Juntian slapped his forehead. Seeing Yeh Wuxie return, he even forgot about that matter.

Watching Yeh Juntian's every move, Yeh Wuxie smiled.

"Oh right, you still haven't told Grandma where you went." Zi Meng asked kindly, with no intention of reprimanding him.

"My grandson had diarrhea and saw a few people chasing a boy, so I went out after him and hid with him until I brought him home." Yeh Wuxie described the events of the day in a few sentences. To the boy, this was obviously a shock, but to him, it was just an ordinary matter.

"Oh?" Zi Meng and Old Master Yeh were slightly surprised, and the three of them immediately walked towards Yeh Wuxie's room.

As expected, Zi Meng was startled when she saw a thin boy lying on Yeh Wuxie's bed. She walked over and saw countless wounds on the boy's body. His thin body was covered with purple and green bruises. Zi Meng's eyes reddened.

"This child is too pitiful. Wuxie, you did the right thing." Zi Meng suddenly said, as if she remembered something.

Old Master Yeh also nodded and sighed.

Under the guidance of Yeh Wuxie's zhen qi, the boy's body was fine, it was just that he was too tired. He estimated that he would recover after a few more days of rest.

"Grandpa, grandma, I still lack a sword disciple. Let him stay with me." Yeh Wuxie's expression changed and he immediately said.

Without hesitation, Zi Meng nodded. "Sure, that's fine. It's just an extra mouth for a meal."

"Thank you, grandpa and grandma." Yeh Wuxie immediately said excitedly, but in his heart he thought: "In the future, my Yeh Family will definitely not only increase by one mouth, it will also increase by one whole trump card."

Only after three consecutive days did the boy slowly wake up. He was suddenly shocked and looked around at the situation in surprise.

"You're awake?" Suddenly, a voice rang out. The boy quickly stood up, but found that his body had no strength left, and he instantly fell under the bed.

"Who are you?" The boy asked the boy who was sitting cross-legged not far away. It was Yeh Wuxie.

Yeh Wuxie slowly opened his eyes and did not answer the boy's question: "What's your name?"

The boy was stunned, as if he was confused, and muttered: "What's my name? I don't know. "

Yeh Wuxie exclaimed in his heart at the ability of a boy to keep his mind calm. This kind of temperament was rarely seen by anyone, so he said in an aged voice: "My name is Yeh Wuxie, this place is the Yeh Family, you can call me Young Noble in the future."

"Yeh Wuxie? Yeh Family? Young Master? " The boy muttered to himself, as if he had thought of something, "Yeh Family of one of the three great families of Yanjing? This is the Yeh Family? "

Yeh Wuxie nodded and said, "Yes, this is my room. I brought you back three days ago at the edge of the cliff, do you want revenge?"

"Revenge!" The boy was stunned. He suddenly clenched his fists as hatred flashed across his face, "Of course I will, those who killed my family, one day, I will chop off their heads one by one and feed them to the dogs."

The surroundings seemed to turn cold all of a sudden. Yeh Wuxie nodded slightly. Other than the grudge, Yeh Wuxie couldn't think of anything else to make the boy live with so much difficulty.

"I'll give you a chance to take revenge with your own hands. How about it?" Yeh Wuxie said with a calm expression.

"Why are you doing this?" The boy said coldly.

Yeh Wuxie was full of admiration. The boy was indeed beyond his expectations and was not an ordinary smart person.

And then, he casually waved his hand.

"Ding."

Suddenly, a sword hanging by the boy's side was unsheathed, and with a swoosh, it flew into the air, then suddenly appeared in Yeh Wuxie's hands. This was the foundation of the Primeval Chaos Infinity Arts, the third stage, the Divine Obstruction.

The boy watched Yeh Wuxie's every move in surprise. His mouth could hold a duck egg, but after a while, it calmed down again. Yeh Wuxie nodded in satisfaction.

"What are your conditions?" The boy didn't immediately agree but asked a question instead.

Yeh Wuxie said, "Other than taking revenge for your family, I want you to fight for me for the rest of your life!"

"Just for you?" The boy did not seem to understand, but a blank look flashed across his face.

Yeh Wuxie nodded affirmatively: "Take out the sword for me and be my brother!"

"Brother?!" The boy's eyes became dazed for a moment and then stared at Yeh Wuxie, as if trying to see through him. After thinking for a moment, he finally nodded: "Alright, I promise you."

"Hahaha, good." Suddenly, Yeh Wuxie stood up and walked towards the boy quickly. He helped the boy up and a trace of true essence flowed into his body. Within ten breaths' time, the boy suddenly felt a trace of strength and looked at Yeh Wuxie in surprise.

"You really don't have a name?" Yeh Wuxie asked, and the boy nodded.

"Since you are my brother, my name is Yeh Wuxie, and you are the Natural Sword-bone. In my heart, Wujian, so that you can reach the highest level in the way of the sword — Wujian has a sword, so from now on you will be surnamed Wujian and be named Yeh Wujian. What do you say?"

"Yeh Wujian? "Yeh Wujian?" The boy chanted a few times, "Alright, from now on, my name is Yeh Wujian!"

"Young Master Xie!" Yeh Wujian suddenly got down on one knee and said with a sincere expression. It was obvious that Yeh Wujian was no ordinary person. At least, he should have been the descendant of a big family.

Yeh Wuxie quickly helped Yeh Wujian up, "You and I will be brothers in the future, there's no need to be courteous."

"From tomorrow onwards, you will begin to learn sword techniques from me. However, there are some things that I must make clear to you. Normally, you are not allowed to reveal even the slightest bit in front of others, even if it is from my grandparents." Yeh Wuxie said.

"En," Yeh Wujian nodded. From Yeh Wuxie's performance just now, Yeh Wujian had also guessed a lot of things, a six year old youth being able to ride a sword through the air was already an incredible thing, but seeing it with his own eyes was not a simple matter.

Following that, he told Yeh Wujian a lot of things that he needed to pay attention to. Learning the sword could only be done in secret.

Yeh Wujian nodded. With his abilities, Yeh Wuxie wasn't worried at all.

From then on, Yeh Wujian trained with Yeh Wuxie day and night.

"..."

Spring left and autumn came. Three years passed in the blink of an eye. Yeh Wuxie was almost eleven years old and had grown into a young man about 1.5 meters tall.

Yeh Wujian looked as thin as ever. He was taller than Yeh Wuxie by half a head and looked like a sharp unsheathed sword.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang …"

Sounds of colliding metals came from the top of a mountain outside the city. Two shadows quickly passed through the forest and could only vaguely be seen.

"Wujian, your speed isn't fast enough!" A voice sounded out, then two figures that were swift like the wind flashed through the forest.

"Bam!"

Suddenly, countless sword shadows erupted, and a large piece of ancient wood turned into pieces that floated in the air, a three meter deep crater was created from the explosion, it looked like a blade, and countless sword-shaped holes were left on the ground.

"I don't have enough strength!"

Suddenly, two voices stopped and stood on top of the ancient forest on the mountain peak.

If others were to see the two youths from afar, they would definitely be shocked. The two of them actually stood in the air, and their robes fluttered even though there was no wind.

A youth wearing an embroidered robe with a handsome face suddenly burst forth with a sharp aura. A wave of air surrounded the man before radiating in all directions with him as the center.

Not far away, there was another man wearing a black robe. He looked like an unsheathed sharp sword. His face had a bit of resolution. Although he looked a bit fragile and weak, his imposing aura wasn't fake, and ordinary people didn't dare to look at him directly.

"Let me see, how is your Sword13 Training progressing?" The young man in embroidered clothes lightly smiled.

The thin youngster in front of him suddenly released a sharp aura that was like a sharp sword that seemed to lift up the sky. Countless amounts of spirit energy converged on the youngster, forming a sword of spirit energy behind him.

"Be careful, young master." The youth turned around, and a fierce wind blew. With the youth at the center, that spiritual energy sword quickly shrank before turning into a three foot long sharp sword. A threatening aura was emitted from the sword.

"Sword Thirteen, Fifth Sword!" The young man in embroidered robes lightly nodded, and a trace of praise flashed in his eyes.

Immediately after, the colorful-robed youth raised his right hand. His index and middle fingers formed a sword shape, and a whirlpool quickly formed, swallowing all the surrounding spiritual energy. He could clearly feel that the whirlpool contained a sword-like sharpness.

The sharp youth gently brandished the spirit energy sword in his hand. It seemed very ordinary, but it gave off an aura that could destroy heaven and earth. The surrounding ancient forests were instantly reduced to powder. In the blink of an eye, the spirit energy hacked towards the colorful-robed youth.

Suddenly, the vortex on the youth's right hand was separated from his finger and quickly enlarged, flying towards the Sword of Spiritual Energy in the sky.

Boom!

A huge explosion resounded through the forest, like a thunderbolt that struck fear into the hearts of the people.

In an instant, the spiritual energy dissipated and dissipated into the air, turning into spiritual energy. The whirlpool also slowly dissipated, finally disappearing into thin air.

The two youths quickly retreated, then the swift and fierce youth pushed off from the tip of his feet and instantly flew towards the colorfully robed man.

"Young master." If one were to look carefully, it could be seen that the fierce youth was precisely Yeh Wujian, whereas the young man in embroidered clothes opposite of him was Yeh Wuxie.

Yeh Wuxie smiled and said, "Thirteen is a strange sword technique with unparalleled power, but in the end, it is still a sword technique that has accumulated energy for too long. Unless you fight to the death, it is very difficult to have many uses for the rest of the time.

"I still have to thank young master for your guidance." Yeh Wujian said respectfully.

Yeh Wuxie waved his hand: "How many times have I told you that there is no need for us brothers to be so polite, but you must remember, you are originally a Natural Sword-bone, so do not be obsessed with just one move, path of killing, sword 13 is not suitable, the Misty Yin Sword is more suitable, adding the Heavenly Void Step technique, the power is even more unparalleled, that's right, what level have you cultivated the Primeval Chaos Infinity Arts to?"

"Late Xiantian third stage is equivalent to a Golden Dan innate expert." The Primeval Chaos Infinity Arts was a heaven-defying cultivation technique. Yeh Wuxie had passed it down to him without reservation, and this was not just to his subordinates. Yeh Wuxie had truly treated him as his own brother.

"Right." Yeh Wuxie nodded, not too surprised. Yeh Wuxie had already cultivated to the early stage of Fifth Stage, and was able to communicate with the purple gold qi in the Primeval Chaos Purple Gold Tower to help Wu Tie wash his meridians, so his starting point was higher than Wu Tie's. Breaking through to the late stage of the third stage in three years, was completely within his expectations.

"Right, how's the current situation?" Yeh Wuxie said.