C1 Ye family ye yang

In the Tianwu Empire, Eight Desolations City located one of the three great families, the Ye Family. Inside a luxurious house, a pale-faced youth was lying on the bed.

He slowly opened his eyes, and when he clearly saw his surroundings, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"I, wasn't I dead?" The youth stretched out his hand and examined it carefully. Suddenly, he jumped off the bed and came before a bronze mirror.

Inside the mirror, there was a fifteen to sixteen year old youth. He had delicate features, which was very different from his own appearance.

Suddenly, a large amount of information came into his mind, allowing him to understand everything.

This youth's name was Ye Yang, coincidentally with the same name as himself, and was the Young Master of the Ye Family, one of the three great families of Eight Desolations City.

Three days ago, he had been beaten unconscious and thrown into the river. After he was discovered, he was already on his last breath. However, when he had just died, he had been pulled back to life by some unknown force.

Looking at his pale face and his skinny figure in the mirror, Ye Yang finally accepted the fact that he had crossed over to another world after making a few expressions.

No matter what, it was good that he was still alive. Only those who had died once would know how precious it was to be alive.

Closing his eyes, he felt around and realized that his body was extremely weak, but it did not affect Ye Yang's joyful mood. Now that he had risen again, he would cherish everything.

As he gently pushed open the door, a gust of fresh air blew in his face. Ye Yang slowly walked out of the room, feeling this unfamiliar world for the first time.

There were pavilions, terraces and open halls; bridges and flowing water. As far as the eye could see, the entire courtyard was filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants. Trees were all green and the water was clear. It was a beautiful and place.

"He-he, your luck is pretty good. Time-traveling to a rich family, I can finally enjoy the feeling of being the rich second generation!"

Ye Yang walked along a path and enjoyed the scenery along the way, unknowingly being attracted by a burst of shouts.

When Ye Yang walked over, he realized that there was a training ground with a radius of a few miles. On the training ground, there were all sorts of training tools.

There were both men and women among the youths. A large portion of them were around the age of 15 or 16 years old and were currently sweating profusely as they trained.

Some carried stones weighing over 50 kilograms as they squatted deep, while others carried huge rocks on their backs as they did push-ups. During the training, there would occasionally be shouts that were very imposing.

As for those women, they all held weapons that had not yet to be edged as they attacked each other. Cold light reflected by these knives dazzled everyone who saw it.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Yang couldn't help but cry out. According to the memories of this body, Ye Yang was unable to practice martial arts, so if he were to face such an environment, wouldn't he suffer a huge loss?

Just as Ye Yang was deep in thought, the youths training in the training ground suddenly discovered Ye Yang's appearance, and many of them revealed looks of contempt.

"A trash actually dares to watch others cultivate, as if he can understand?" A youth mocked.

"Back then, he was known as the number one genius of the Ye Family. His dantian was activated at the age of three, and he achieved the Third Empyrean of Concentration at the age of five. Don't spout nonsense." One of them said with a strange tone.

"Bah, bullshit! What kind of genius is he? Five years old at the Third Empyrean of Spirit Condensation, now he's already fifteen years old and still at the Third Empyrean of Spirit Condensation. The dignified young master of the Ye Family is actually such a waste, making our entire family feel ashamed. If I were him, I might as well die! I would definitely not to make a spectacle of myself.”

The Third Empyrean of Spirit Condensation that youth had mentioned was the basic realm of cultivation — a term for the Spirit Condensation stage.

The martial cultivators built their bodies, absorbing Spiritual Qi Of Heaven And Earth, condensing it within the body, forming a kind of inconceivable strength.

The Spirit Condensation stage was also the entry stage for martial cultivation. There was a total of one set of Nine Empyrean, and when the Ninth Empyrean was complete, the person would break through the barrier, and their cultivation and strength would all receive a qualitative change, becoming a martial cultivator.

The cultivation of the youths present had already reached the sixth or seventh Empyrean, much higher than Ye Yang, so they looked down on him.

Hearing these sarcastic remarks, Ye Yang cursed in his heart. Indeed, the more people, the more voices were.

“As soon as I came to this world, I was about to receive malevolence. Those people ridiculed me, and that attracted everyone's attention. Even the girls looked at me with sympathy.” Ye Yang thought.

In Ye Yang's previous life, he was also 25 or 26 years old, and had experienced too many setbacks, so he did not take these brats' words to heart. Seeing that they did not like him, he turned and left the training grounds.

Suddenly, a figure stopped Ye Yang.

"Ye Yang, I heard that you almost drowned and then came back to life. You sure are lucky!" A well-built youth suddenly walked over and stopped Ye Yang in his tracks.

Through Ye Yang's memories, he knew that this guy’s name was Ye Chong. His cultivation base had reached the sixth Empyrean of Spirit Condensation, and was frequently bullying him.

Ye Yang shot a glance at him from the side of his eyes, but did not say a word. He decided to bypass him.

Suddenly, Ye Chong reached out his hand to stop him, and sneered, "Why did you become a mute when you were alive? Or have you become deaf?"

Ye Yang was secretly furious, “Why is this brat so damned? Did I offend him? And he’s going to make things difficult for me.”

"If you have something to say, then say it." Ye Yang coldly snorted.

When Ye Chong heard Ye Yang's words, he was instantly enraged. "Ye Yang, let me tell you, even if you're the son of the Patriarch, you're still a piece of trash. Watch your mouth when you speak!"

This conflict immediately attracted the attention of all the boys and girls, and they all stopped cultivating to look at them.

Ye Yang was a soldier in his previous life who had experienced the hail of bullets, so he would never be shocked by this brat. He directly turned back and walked towards the outside.

"Bastard, you're courting death!"

Being ignored, Ye Chong was infuriated, and threw a punch straight at Ye Yang's back.

The punch was extremely powerful and actually brought about a whooshing sound, giving Ye Yang a shock. He activated his fighting technique and dodged it.

However, this body was extremely weak and could not be compared to the one of his previous life. Although he had dodged the punch, he was still knocked back by the wind caused by the fist.

Ye Yang could not help but be shocked, the power of this world was so strong that this punch had already exceeded Ye Yang's understanding.

Seeing Ye Yang actually dodging his attack, Ye Chong got even angrier, as his second punch followed, not giving Ye Yang the chance to dodge at all.

If this was his previous life, with his shallow fighting skills, he would not even be able to touch the edge of his clothes. Unfortunately, his current body was too weak, and he couldn't dodge at all.

Seeing the second fist coming at him, Ye Yang had both of his arms crossed to withstand the attack.

Bang.

A muffled sound rang out.

Ye Yang suddenly felt a huge force approaching him. His arms trembled, and the pain was so intense that it was as if they were broken and a big stone had struck his chest.

Puff.

Ye Yang felt a bit of sweetness in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Like a rolling gourd, Ye Yang only stopped after he had rolled over fifteen meters away.

His entire body felt like it had been broken. He looked at Ye Chong, who was taunting him from afar, then at the distant youngsters' disinterested faces, and at the sympathy in the girls’ eyes.

Ye Yang squinted his eyes as an invisible murderous aura rising towards Ye Chong, but Ye Yang gave up on that thought in the end.

Ye Chong felt like he had fallen into an icehouse when Ye Yang's cold gaze landed on him, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast. His heart skipped a beat, and he could not help but take two steps back.

"Ye Chong, right? I will remember this punch of yours." Ye Yang nodded to Ye Chong, patted off the dust on his body, and slowly walked into the distance.

Everyone looked at Ye Yang's back figure. Although he was still so skinny, they felt that he seemed to be a little different from before.

When Ye Yang returned to his room, his mood was extremely heavy. The current state of his body was not optimistic, and this was not the way to proceed.

Just as he was thinking, the door opened, and a tall and sturdy middle-aged man with a resolute face walked in. His stern face turned warm when he saw Ye Yang.

"Yang'er, are you alright?"

Ye Yang's heart warmed, at the same time, an image of the man in front of him appeared in his mind, and this man was Ye Yang's father, Ye Lingtian.

Ye Yang had never seen his mother since he was young and he always had a father in his memories. This old-fashioned father, on the other hand, doted on him a lot and spent a lot of effort on him, but he still couldn't help with his difficult situation.

"I am fine now, and there's no need to worry about me, father," Ye Yang laughed.

Seeing Ye Yang's smile, Ye Lingtian was stunned. "Yang'er, it seems like you haven't smiled for almost ten years. Are you alright?"

It turned out that ever since Ye Yang's cultivation started to stagnate at the age of five, he had gradually fallen behind others and his heart started to close up. Today's abnormality caused Ye Lingtian to be shocked.

Ye Yang shook his head, "After this matter, I have managed to save my life, and suddenly realized something. You don't have to worry, father."

Ye Lingtian nodded, his expression suddenly becoming solemn, his eyes full of killing intent: "Child, tell me, who is the one that is harming you?"

Ye Yang thought for a moment, then shook his head, "Father, you better not pursue this matter any further, for I don't want to say it."

"Why? I sent some people to investigate and find out that one of the servants in the Great Clan's household was the one who led you out the day you met with an accident. Later on, that servant also disappeared as well, and after that, an accident happened to you. Don't be afraid, just tell me what you know, and I will take care of you." Ye Lingtian said with a serious face.

Ye Yang still shook his head and said, "My head hurts a little, I can't remember anything. Father, it's better if you don't force me."

Seeing that Ye Yang was not willing to say anything, Ye Lingtian sighed and said, "Child, even though you have grown up, you are still my son. However, if there is someone who wants to hurt you, even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will still protect you."

Ye Yang's heart warmed, in his previous life, he was an orphan. In this life, he actually had a father that cared about him.

Since someone had killed him, he must personally take revenge for this grudge. Otherwise, he wouldn't deserve this body.

After Ye Lingtian left, just as Ye Yang was about to close the door, a loud "boom" sound came from within his brain as the spiritual sense appeared in the midst of an endless ocean.

Ye Yang was extremely shocked in his heart, when he raised his head, he was immediately filled with shock: "What's going on?"