Chapter 2 – Lord Male Lead’s Childhood
The man in white was left with an endless amount of lingering fear upon seeing this and couldn’t stop himself from retreating. The young boy before him was only on the eighth level of Qi Condensation, while he was already at late stage Foundation Establishment. How in the world had the boy injured him?!
After getting over his shock, his eyes began to burn with ruthlessness!
“At first, I wanted to respect Master’s orders and torture you for a while longer, but since you’re so impatient in courting death, then I’ll help you on your way!”
Saying this, he activated the black spirit tool in his hand, and the young boy was immediately trapped by it. He would not have another chance to get close to him.
The boy never thought that the man had any more spirit tools. Now that he was trapped, he couldn’t break free no matter what he tried.
He suddenly felt a piercing pain from his dantian. Slowly, that pain grew stronger and stronger until it felt like his body was being ripped apart.
He heard an old voice from within his sea of consciousness. “Damn it! That thing is sucking away your spiritual energy. You’ll die if this continues!”
The boy’s heart skipped a beat. The man laughed mockingly. “Only ten years old and you’re already so powerful. No wonder Master was afraid of you and specially bestowed a treasure upon me… Reincarnate carefully in your next life and remember not to obstruct the path of nobility!”
With this, he pinched the spirit tool in his hand and the boy let out a painful yell. The spiritual force in his meridians and dantian was sucked away, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
The other voice in his body anxiously cried out, “This is bad! I will help you destroy the spirit tool, but it will expend too much of my energy and I will fall into a deep sleep. Afterward, your life and death will depend on you!”
The young boy opened his eyes when he heard this. From within his body, an energy that wasn’t his suddenly burst out. It attacked the spirit tool trapping him and broke it apart into pieces.
The man in white suffered the backlash from this and couldn’t stop spitting blood. But before he could recover, the boy used the last sliver of his spiritual energy and shouted, “Explode!”
A loud bang was heard, and the man in white was immediately thrown back by an explosion!
It turned out that when the boy had drawn near him, he not only stabbed him but also stuck an exploding spirit talisman on him. Only, that talisman was concealed by a special invisibility talisman, so the man in white had not discovered it. The explosion added on to his preexisting wounds, nearly killing him!
The young boy wasn’t much better off. After activating the talisman, he heard his dantian shatter. His cultivation was lost.
The man in white couldn’t accept an outcome of both of them losing. Especially since that explosion had shaken his dantian, which lead to his cultivation dropping from late stage Foundation Establishment to great perfection of Qi Condensation. It scared him so much he didn’t dare to draw on his spiritual energy for fear of his dantian shattering.
For a cultivator, cultivation was his life. So when the man in white discovered that his dantian was damaged, he disregarded the dire situation he was in and rushed over and kicked the boy down to the ground.
The boy wanted to retaliate, but his dantian was destroyed and he had no more spiritual energy. He couldn’t even open the Sky Pearl, much less use the objects inside it. He had thoroughly become an ordinary mortal.
He stared at his hands, wishing he could crawl to his feet, but the man in white brought his foot down once more and he promptly spit out another mouthful of blood.
The man roared in fury as he continued stepping on him. “Die! Die! Die! You dared to wound me and make my cultivation drop? I’ll have you die without a proper burial!”
Even without using spiritual power, his strength was still much bigger than an ordinary person’s. The young boy was pressed into the mud by his foot, his entire body soaked in muddy water. His body hurt so much it didn’t feel like it was his anymore.
The young boy silently grit his teeth. He stared at the nearby corpses strewn across the ground, and his fingers dug deeply into the mud…
He was driven away by his family. It was because of these people’s support that he hadn’t died alone on the streets. He didn’t have the chance to repay their kindness before they died because of him… And he had not managed to avenge them even after exhausting all of his strength. Instead, his dantian was destroyed and he was turned into a waste!
An intense hatred engulfed the boy! If he could live, then those people who took advantage of him, humiliated him, injured him, harmed him, he would not let a single one go unpunished, not a single one!
After venting his anger, the man in white pulled out his sword and pointed it at the young boy’s neck.
“If I could, I would turn you into a human vegetable and make you into a puppet! Killing you like this is truly letting you off lightly. Now die!”
The young boy painstakingly raised his head and saw the blade flash with a cold light, stab down at him.
His eyes dilated and he subconsciously held his breath…
When Yuan Chu hurried over riding a black cloud, this was what she saw.
She hadn’t thought that the glorious Ye Chenyuan of the future would be so miserable now. When the man in white raised his sword to kill him, she was overcome by fury.
If Ye Chenyuan was to die, it should be in her, the big boss’s, hands. Where did this little bandit come from to dare to fight over her prey?
So without another thought, she gathered a wave of spirit light in her fingertips.
However, the man in white didn’t know this, and his sword continued in its trajectory. As the blade grew closer and closer to the young boy, the malevolent glint in his eyes shone brighter and brighter. Finally, it stopped abruptly in its path—
The blade slipped out of the man’s hand, hitting the ground with a clang. A vast flower of blood bloomed in front of Ye Chenyuan’s eyes. Soon after, rainwater blurred his vision. He heard the sound of a corpse hitting the ground, and he couldn’t help letting out a long breath.
A strong person saved him.
He was alive.
A moment later, Ye Chenyuan gritted his teeth and painfully climbed out of the mud. Then, he kneeled in Yuan Chu’s direction.
“Many thanks, honorable sir, for saving me!”
Although he had experienced the pain of his dantian being destroyed that no cultivator would be able to bear, Ye Chenyuan had calmed down. As long as he didn’t die, he still had a chance!
That tenacious and unyielding willpower could be seen in him even as a child.
Yuan Chu studied him for a long time. With a sweep of her divine sense, she could tell that Ye Chenyuan had become a cripple. He unexpectedly had such a moment of weakness and misery.
The book hadn’t gone into much detail about his past, so before she arrived, she never thought that he would encounter danger. And now, she even subconsciously saved him…
Thinking of her objective for coming here, Yuan Chu’s expression turned cold. After hiding behind the cloud, she used an ancient-sounding voice to say.
“… Kid, I didn’t come to save you. The treasure on your body, I… want it!”
Ye Chenyuan’s eyes widened in shock. He hadn’t thought that after the Foundation Establishment cultivator died, he would be faced with a nascent soul a hundredfold more powerful. Could it be that today would be the day he died?
Seeing that the young boy didn’t answer even after a long time, there was a feeling in her heart that she just couldn’t describe. It felt wrong, but she couldn’t give up now. She spent an entire lifetime for this.
“The Sky Pearl in your body has already recognized you as its owner. Only by killing you will it be mine. Do you have any last words?”
Ye Chenyuan suddenly laughed.
He slowly stood up, even as blood pooled out from the wounds covering his whole body.
If he couldn’t escape death, then why should he plead for life?
Only, he thought of his hate, his hate of his family’s persecution, of his relatives being killed. And his beloved mother waiting for salvation… He slowly closed his eyes.
“I… have nothing to say.”