C3 The divine tool 'Buried Skies Coffin'

Early morning of the second day. The sky gradually brightened, yet it was as if Ye Ling was in a deep sleep. The moment he opened his eyes, some of the memories that belonged to him surfaced in his mind.

"Buried Skies Coffin?"

Ye Ling quickly got up to look at the memories in his head. When he found out that the blood coffin in his body was actually an Ancient Divine Artifact, it was called the "Buried Skies Coffin".

The reason why Ye Ling became a trash, was because the Buried Skies Coffin had always been inside Ye Ling's body, constantly absorbing his life force, causing the meridians in his body to be completely dried up, making him unable to cultivate like a normal person. This was why people called him a trash.

"So that's how it is. After all, Ye Ling from half a day ago was a short-lived ghost. Even if he wasn't beaten up by Ye Yun, he wouldn't be able to live for long."

After knowing the reason, Ye Ling could not help but frown. Previously, Ye Ling could not control the Primordial Divine Artifact "Buried Skies Coffin", so why was he safe and sound?

As Ye Ling was feeling suspicious and puzzled, a sharp pain suddenly came from his mind. His face looked extremely pale, but his expression was extremely shocked.

"Deicide Tactic!"

Ye Ling was shocked, the cultivation technique that appeared in his mind shocked him. "Deicide Tactic", this technique was extremely difficult to cultivate, there were three levels inside, and the first level required that a practitioner must use the blood of a hundred beasts to refine their body and soul, and also form their primordial spirit with a thousand souls.

The difficulty of the technique, to the Ye Ling in front of him, was simply difficult to match it, because the technique was extremely bizarre. It focused on killing, and guided by the flesh of others, but its power was absolutely terrifying to the extreme.

"Divine level cultivation technique, even in the Nine Dragons Sky Domain, only the four great clans and several great powers have it. I never thought that I would actually obtain a Divine level cultivation technique, this" Buried Skies Coffin "must have an extraordinary origin!"

Although the introduction of the Deicide Tactic was rather harsh, Ye Ling was well aware of the terror of Divine level cultivation techniques. With his current state, he was suitable to cultivate the first part of the book.

Ye Ling sank into silence, firmly memorizing the first part of the Deicide Tactic. He then retracted his focus and checked his own body, and when he found out that he had broken through to the Third Stage of Qi Disciple, he had no choice but to treat the Buried Skies Coffin as a treasure.

"Hmm?"

Just as Ye Ling was in deep thought about the first part of the Deicide Tactic, he suddenly frowned. He heard footsteps approaching him from outside.

As Ye Ling stepped into the third stage of Qi Cultivating Stage, his spiritual perception and sharpness, coupled with the fact that he had a primordial spirit, made it so that he could naturally sense anything that was happening within a ten-meter radius around him.

Creak!

Ye Ling stood up and walked to the door. Just as he opened the door, he saw that his father, Ye Yunhua, had just arrived in front of the door.

"Ling'er pays his respects to father!"

Ye Ling saw his father staring at him blankly, Ye Ling anxiously cupped his fists and indicated to his father, Ye Yunhua, but he did not seem to be unwell.

"Huh?"

"Ling'er, can you cultivate now?"

Ye Yunhua was in a bit of a trance. When Ye Ling paid his respects to him, he actually couldn't help but feel joy in his heart, because he could feel the spirit energy within Ye Ling's body. He asked Ye Ling with a trembling voice, his eyes filled with tears.

"Yes, Ling'er can cultivate it. This is all thanks to the Gold Sun Pill that father gave him."

Ye Ling solemnly nodded his head. Although he knew that the Gold Sun Pill was only a pretense, he could only use the Gold Sun Pill as an excuse to prevent the Buried Skies Coffin from being exposed.

"Gold Sun Pill?" Hearing that, Ye Yunhua was startled, he then shook his head, the Gold Sun Pill could only strengthen the body, but it had no effect on the physique, but at the moment, he was in no mood to think, as long as his son was like a normal person, he would be happy.

"Ling'er, since you have stepped into the Mortal Realm, you have officially entered the basic training stage. Now that you have all the strength in your body, you are unable to fight against others, so take your father's order badge and go to the 'Book Reserve Pavilion' in your clan to choose a martial skill that suits you!"

Ye Yunhua revealed a kind smile, he looked at Ye Ling and nodded his head, then he took out a black order badge and handed it over to Ye Ling, to help him explain the details of his training.

Ye Ling accepted the order badge and cupped his fists to bid farewell to his father, he immediately turned and left. He knew about the path of cultivation, and had long surpassed Ye Yunhua, but at the moment, Ye Ling understood his father's good intentions, so he was not annoyed.

"How could someone look down on my son? From today onwards, see who dares to call me, Ling'er, a trash, and I, Ye Yunhua, will never let him off the hook!"

Looking at Ye Ling's leaving figure, Ye Yunhua's expression seemed extremely sharp and fierce. However, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes as he looked at Ye Ling, and he thought to himself, "Has the divine artifact in Ling'er's body recovered? I hope your efforts have not been in vain. "

Book Reserve Pavilion.

The Ye Family's foundation, the reason why the Ye Family could become one of the big families in Qingyang City, was naturally because they could not separate martial skills from their own family.

On the path of martial arts, one would enter the Saint realm through martial arts, and one would become the Saint realm through magic. The two things complemented each other, and it was also where the spirit of all cultivators resided.

The current Ye Ling already had the's Ye Family's cultivation technique on him, but in order to hide it from others, he had to start from the beginning and choose a basic martial skill as his personal protection.

"Halt!"

Just as Ye Ling was about to step into the Book Reserve Pavilion, someone suddenly shouted loudly from behind him.

Ye Ling frowned, and then slowly turned to look, only to see Ye Yun and two young men standing there. Ye Yun's face was extremely ugly, he had been beaten black and blue by Ye Ling yesterday, and there were still bruises on his face.

"It's really a narrow path for enemies to cross!"

"Ye Ling, you are recognized as my Ye Family's trash, what qualifications do you have to start a Book Reserve Pavilion?"

Ye Yun was furious. Yesterday's humiliation had caused him to lose face. The dignified young master of the family was slapped on the bottom of his shoe by a piece of trash. This was even more hateful than killing him.

"Yeah, he's just a piece of trash. If it wasn't for your father, a trash like you would have already been sent out of the Ye family to starve to death on the streets!"

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? You don't even have the qualification to enter the Book Reserve Pavilion, and you still want to enter it?"

The two clan members standing beside Ye Yun looked at Ye Ling with ridicule on their faces. If not for their fear of Ye Ling's father, they would not even bother to bother with superfluous words with Ye Ling and directly throw him out of the Book Reserve Pavilion.

"Oh?"

Ye Ling frowned, and laughed, raising his hand to rub his nose, then looked at Ye Yun and the others and said: "Ye Yun, your skin is truly thick, after being slapped by me for so long, you still haven't bloomed, could it be that your skin is itchy again?"

"Shut up!"

"Who the f * ck do you think you are? A bastard who doesn't even know who his own mother is dares to mock me? You are just a piece of trash. Other than your father, you are not even comparable to a dog! "

Ye Yun was furious, his lungs were about to explode from anger. It was fine if he did not mention what happened yesterday, but the moment he did, he was furious.

"Say that again?"

Ye Ling's expression was ice cold, if Ye Yun dared to call him a bastard, he would definitely not tolerate it, although he did not know who his mother was, he would not allow anyone to criticize him.

"Humph!"

"Don't put on airs in front of me. If you have the ability, compare yourself with me. Without your father supporting you, you aren't even qualified to speak to me!"

Ye Yun laughed. He was going to vent his anger today, but the prerequisite was that he had to stop Ye Yunhua from speaking. So he was purposefully provoking Ye Ling.

"Young Master Ye Yun, fighting with such a person is simply a humiliation to your hands. Moreover, this kind of trash doesn't even dare to amount to more!"

"That's right, Young Master Ye Yun is a genius among his generation. With just a finger, he can make this trash pee his pants!"

The two people beside Ye Yun continued to talk to each other, constantly insulting Ye Ling. Their faces were full of ridicule and disdain, completely disregarding Ye Ling.

"What a waste!"

"I, Ye Ling, promise you, I want to see who is the true trash!"

Ye Ling's face turned gloomy and cold, the corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile. Ye Yun had cultivated to the fifth stage of Qi Cultivating Stage, and he was at the third stage of Qi Cultivating Stage.

"Alright!"

"At least you have the balls. We'll meet on the martial arts practice field!"

Seeing that he had succeeded, Ye Yun smirked coldly at Ye Ling, and said in his heart, "You dog, you're courting death, let's see who will support you this time!"

"Let's go!"

Ye Yun suddenly turned and waved his hand to call the two people beside him. With a smug look on his face, he strutted towards the direction of the training grounds.

Ye Ling's expression turned gloomy and cold, as he laughed and muttered to himself: "The name of trash, it's time to take it off, I, Ye Ling, will amaze the world with one brilliant move!"

Martial Arts Practice Field.

"Come on! Everyone come and take a look, the Ye Family's trash is going to challenge Young Master Ye Yun! "

The three of them swaggered into the training grounds. The two people beside Ye Yun actually called out loudly to attract the attention of the people surrounding the training grounds.

"What?" The trash wants to challenge Young Master Ye Yun? "

"This is an extremely good show, the trash Ye Ling must have eaten the heart of a bear, right?"

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Everyone talked amongst themselves as they quickly went closer to the center of the training grounds. Some of them even laughed as if they thought Ye Ling was going to lose.

"Humph!"

"Ye Ling, you made me, Ye Yun, look bad, and will also make your father and Ye Ling look worse. With so many people as witnesses, let's see what your father can do to me!"

This time, he swore on his heart that Ye Ling would not be able to stand up again. After the last failure, he would teach him a lesson, but this time, he would not repeat the same mistake.

"Look!" Trash Ye Ling actually dares to come? "

"Tsk tsk!" Someone like him, who is not even a Qi Disciple, wants to fight with Young Master Ye Yun? "

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Seeing Ye Ling leisurely walking towards the training grounds, the surrounding spectators all felt that it was extremely funny, a trash would simply be making a fool of himself.

"Brothers and sisters here, I, Ye Yun, hope that everyone can bear witness to me, lest people say that I am bullying the weak, bullying the weak, and bringing shame upon myself!"

Seeing Ye Ling approaching, Ye Yun shouted to the crowd with a cold smile on his face, as he spoke to Ye Ling.