C4
"Xiao family, this debt of blood. . . I will make you pay ten times the price. " Ye Tian got a dagger from somewhere and cut open his palm, causing blood to spurt out. Ye Tian ignored it and knelt on the ground, letting it flow freely. Ye Tian's small palm covered Ye Liang's corpse. The elders next to him were confused and shocked. Who gave this oath of immortality to Ye Tian? If no one taught him. . . He was not even seven years old yet.
"Child, your father is good. He has lived up to the demeanor of a person from the Ye family. You want to take revenge? I will wait for you in the main family. When that time comes, you will certainly amaze the world with a single feat. At that time, I will destroy the Xiao family with you, so what? " Obviously, Ye Chai had also suffered a serious injury. He laid on the stretcher and stroked Ye Tian's head.
"Uncle Tian Ya, I will return to the main house first. I still need to return to report. My condolences. " Ye Chai cupped his hands towards Ye Tian, then waved his hand. A few people from the Ye family carried him and left.
"Child, don't cry. I will personally guide you in your cultivation in the future. I know that you have surpassed me. " Ye Tianya came over and hugged Ye Tian, comforting him.
"Grandfather, I want to be alone. Mother, you should go out as well. " Ye Tian didn't look at them. He continued staring at Ye Liang's corpse with tears streaming down his face.
Ye Tianya nodded and walked out of the room. Ye Tian stood up and used the horse stance alone. He practiced one word at a time, and as he practiced, he shed tears as he practiced.
"Dad, I have already practiced the One Character Charging Fist to the great circle. Look, didn't you say that after I have practiced the Single Character Charging Fist to the great circle stage, you will teach me a set of mid-level Huang ranked martial skills? You haven't even given it to me yet. Why did you leave me? Father. " At the end of the training, Ye Tian could no longer continue. With a puff, he knelt down and kept kowtowing to Ye Liang. He cried and shouted.
When the people outside the room heard Ye Tian's heart-wrenching cries, they all shed tears. They didn't want to be so sad and leave this sad place. Only Ye Tian's mother, Ye Liang's wife, was still sitting there foolishly, staring blankly at the string of wind chimes under the roof. It was Ye Liang who had hung it up for her.
Just like that, a day passed. The next day was the day Ye Liang was buried. But when they opened the door, they found that Ye Tian's hair was completely white. No one in the Ye family said anything, only the word 'hatred' was left in their hearts. The juniors of the Ye family were even more hardworking in their cultivation. It seemed like they were all racing in order to return to the main family in the Clan Competition nine years later. Only then would they have the chance to take revenge. Although Ye Tian's hair was completely white, his strength had risen to the Spy Stage. Moreover, it didn't seem like there were any side effects. The elders were all surprised.
In the future, Ye Tian would cultivate day and night, and he would almost become a crazy devil. His strength would also increase rapidly. In just a year, he had already reached the eighth level of the Spy Stage, and his combat strength was almost equal to a Third Level Observation Stage warrior. He was the number one amongst the younger generation of the Ye Family.
Every morning, Ye Tian would still cultivate in the forest. His weapon was a blade, a common blade. He had also done it on purpose. Saber and sword were the kings of weapons. Ever since he knew that Xiao Shiyi was a master of the sword, he had been determined to walk the path of the saber. Since ancient times, sabers and swords had never been compatible with each other. Ye Tian practiced saber techniques. There would be a day when he would meet Xiao Shiyi in the way of the sword. At that time, the light of the saber and the sword would flash. He would naturally know. Ye Tian was already eight years old, and he was currently cultivating an intermediate rank Huang ranked martial skill called Fierce Dragon Sky Slicing Chopping. Furthermore, he had already cultivated it to the Large Success Stage.
This repeated over and over again, and Ye Tian still felt that his saber was missing something. He had this kind of thing on him, but he could not find the source.
He always had a belief in his heart that if he became stronger, he would be able to take revenge for his father. He wouldn't need to see his mother crying every day, so he never stopped cultivating, no matter if it was wind, rain, lightning, or thunder.
On this day, Ye Tian was still cultivating the Fierce Dragon Sky Slicing Chopping in the forest. The tree he used to practice the Single Character Punch had been cut in half by his blade, but his blade was stuck at a fault and could not be pulled out. Even when he used his origin force, he did not waver at all.
"What are you practicing?" Suddenly, an ancient voice sounded beside Ye Tian's ear, making Ye Tian panic and take a few steps back.
"Who are you? Where are you?" Ye Tian turned around and started to look around, but he still did not find anything. So he ran to pull out the knife that he could not pull out.
"Who are you?" The old voice continued to ask. There was no emotion or fluctuation at all. It was still as calm as before.
"I am Ye Tian. Who are you?" Ye Tian didn't know what to do with the old voice. He didn't know how to respond.
"Then what are you practicing?" The old voice continued to ask, ignoring Ye Tian's impatient expression.
"Saber. " It was simple and direct. Ye Tian did not give up on drawing his saber after answering, but it was undoubtedly a joke in front of the old man's voice.
"Haha, saber, don't you think your actions are very funny? A dignified saber user actually can't even pull out his own saber. Don't you think it's very laughable? Since ancient times, saber users never left their bodies. Look at yourself. Are you still considered a saber user?" The old voice mocked Ye Tian and said.
Ye Tian didn't say anything and stopped drawing his saber. Indeed, pulling out his saber like this was useless, but he had no other choice. Although his current strength had reached the peak of Spy Stage, it was still a little difficult for him to break this big tree.
"A true blade artist can kill a hundred steps away from death and bleed for thousands of miles. Under the blade light, no one will be left alive, but you have to ask yourself, what step can you take? You haven't even comprehended the most basic saber intent, yet you still want to become a saber user. Who gave you the courage? " The old voice seemed to be slightly angry.
"What does it have to do with you that I practice my saber? It's not your turn to teach me a lesson. " Ye Tian gave up on drawing his saber and shouted into the sky.
"Then why are you practicing with your sword?" The old voice was no longer mocking Ye Tian. Instead, it asked Ye Tian in an extremely serious manner.
"In order to get revenge, I killed my father. I cannot live under the same sky. " A strong killing intent appeared in his firm and resolute eyes, but it had nothing to do with the blade.
"Then, when will your cultivation be counted as?" The aged voice seemed to have become much clearer, but it still had no warmth.
"Until I can take my revenge and kill all the people of Xiao family. " Ye Tian's eyes turned red as he answered with a bloodthirsty tone.
"What if I can't take my revenge?" The old voice lightly laughed, as if it was becoming more and more interested in Ye Tian.
"Then keep cultivating. There will be a day when I can get revenge. " Ye Tian seemed to have made up his mind. He remembered the oath he had made that day, and his determination to take revenge became even firmer. However, when he thought about his cultivation speed, he didn't know how long it would take for him to take revenge. At the same time, his enemies were also improving. Ye Tian couldn't help but feel melancholy.
"What about after taking revenge? What can you do after taking revenge?" The old voice continued to ask.
"After taking revenge?" After taking revenge, Ye Tian indeed did not think about this. At this time, he was confused. He didn't even know what he should do next.
"Now do you know why you can't pull out your saber? Why do I feel like I've lost something in my heart that makes my Saber Art unable to improve? " The old voice came from all directions and seemed to give Ye Tian a bolt of lightning. It exploded in Ye Tian's mind and made him feel enlightened.
"I know. I lack the heart of a strong person. I am too close to you. Thank you, senior. " Ye Tian knelt down in the air and bowed. Although it was said that a man's knees were made of gold, and a man's knees were made of heaven, earth, and parents, Ye Tian was different. He would kneel to a senior that was worthy of his respect.
"Then go and try to pull out your blade. Remember, use your blade to fight poison with poison. " The old voice spoke with admiration as it spoke to Ye Tian.
Ye Tian walked to the fracture and held the handle of the blade. He closed his eyes and gently lifted the blade up along the crack. Clang! The blade was easily taken off by Ye Tian. When he opened his eyes, Ye Tian looked at the blade in his hand with a dumbfounded expression.
"Congratulations, you have successfully gotten rid of your inner demon, and your blade technique has improved. " The old voice was still ringing in Ye Tian's ears, congratulating him. The old voice couldn't help but be filled with excitement.
"Finally, another peerless genius will appear in this world, and the continent will have another hope. Master, you can rest in peace. " The old voice murmured.
"Thank you, senior, for your guidance. I, Ye Tian, am very grateful. " Ye Tian once again knelt in the air, but after three kowtows, he couldn't continue.
"Enough, three kowtows is enough. As martial artists, we don't need to be so courteous. " The old voice said to Ye Tian.
"How about this, I am also a blade cultivator. I will teach you a Low Level Yellow Level martial skill. Although the level is the lowest, this is a martial skill that every blade cultivator must practice. It is called Sword Drawing Slash. Are you willing to learn it?" The old voice sounded again, and Ye Tian had already locked onto a direction - the cave.
"I am willing, thank you senior for fulfilling my wish. " Ye Tian cupped his fists towards the cave and said.
"Then come in. " An old voice sounded and a white figure finally revealed his true body. It was actually a soul body.