C8 Farewell by Destiny

Plop!

Ye Ling had heavily injured Li Mang, but before he had even turned around to ask the white clothed female, he suddenly saw the white clothed female kneeling on the ground with hot tears streaming down his face as he looked at Ye Ling with tears of gratitude.

"Miss, what are you doing?"

When the Ye Clan saw this, they were astonished. The sudden kneeling of the lady in white actually caused him to not know what to do.

"If it were not for Young Master's help, 'Autumn Water' would have long entered the tiger's mouth. Tingxi has no way to repay you, and she would be willing to repay Young Master for saving her life!"

The white clothed female was called "Nalan Qiushui" and she cupped her fists and thanked Ye Ling with tears. This girl may seem weak and weak, but she had etched this kindness in her heart.

"Miss, why must you do this?"

"What happened today, I merely raised my hand. There is no need for you to be this courteous."

Facing Nalan Qiushui's thanks, he actually felt uncomfortable in her heart. In his life, he didn't like red tape the most.

Without hesitation, Ye Ling anxiously helped Nalan Qiushui up, and then asked: "May I ask where Young Miss lives? I can escort you home. That way, you won't have to worry about someone bullying you anymore? "

Thank you for your kind intentions, I, Nalan Qiushui, have decided to follow beside you and repay you for saving my life.

Nalan Qiushui shook her head, looking at Ye Ling with a pitiful expression. She did not have any playthings with him, and although she knew Ye Ling was a good person, she did not want to become an ungrateful villain.

"This?" "That's not good, I'm used to living alone. Moreover, I still have things to take care of, so I can't take care of you. Miss, you should tell me where my home is, and I'll send you back right?"

Hearing that, Ye Ling immediately shook his head and rejected, he would not agree to this matter, furthermore, this matter was abnormal, he had to be extremely careful even in the Ye Family, how could he possibly bring along a burden?

Seeing that Ye Ling had rejected him, Nalan Qiushui's expression became dejected and a little disappointed. Looking at Ye Ling in front of him, he lowered his head and said softly, "Young Noble, do you dislike me?"

"No, no!"

"I do have something on my mind, I hope that Miss will forgive me."

Ye Ling shook his head and laughed bitterly as he looked at Nalan Qiushui.

"Yes, I believe Young Master's words."

Seeing Ye Ling's troubled expression, Nalan Qiushui hurriedly nodded his head, and then took out a red jade pendant from his waist, passing it to Ye Ling and said, "This is the family heirloom of Autumn Water, I hope that Young Master can accept it, and consider it my reward."

Ye Ling frowned, seeing the red jade in Nalan Qiushui's hand, his heart was stirred, "This jade is not simple, there's actually such a strong" spirit force "inside it?"

"Alright!"

"I'll keep it. I'll temporarily keep it for you. If fate wills it, I'll personally return it to you."

Ye Ling did not decline. This jade was mysterious, he was naturally curious, but he did not agree to accept it because of this matter.

"Hm!" We will definitely meet due to fate. Young Master must remember his appearance. " Nalan Qiushui suddenly smiled, showing a mischievous look, and looked at Ye Ling with wide eyes.

"Huh?"

Ye Ling's face was flushed red. Being stared at by Nalan Qiushui like that made him feel embarrassed instead, and he intentionally avoided Nalan Qiushui's gaze.

"I'm leaving."

Seeing that Ye Ling did not speak, Nalan Qiushui's expression gradually dimmed. After that, he slowly turned around and directly disappeared within the crowd of people that passed by.

Ye Ling stood in his original spot absentmindedly. However, Nalan Qiushui's departure caused him to be somewhat suspicious of the red jade pendant, the red jade pendant made the drawing of a jade dragon look very lifelike, but to the north, there was the word "Martial".

"We will definitely meet again."

Ye Ling kept his jade pendant, seeing that Nalan Qiushui was no longer in the crowd, he looked around, and then quickly returned to the Ye Family.

Today, he had heavily injured Zhao Yu and Li Mang. This matter cannot be resolved, but Ye Ling knew in his heart that with his current appearance, he would not be recognized as someone from the Ye Family.

So, he naturally chose to avoid this matter. When he grows strong enough, even if it was the Qingyang City's City Lord, he, Ye Ling, would not be afraid.

Ye Family manor.

Just as Ye Ling entered his own courtyard, he saw his father Ye Yunhua anxiously pacing back and forth in the courtyard.

"Father!"

Ye Ling hastily cupped his fists in greeting. He knew that his father must have known that he had not returned throughout the night, which was why he was worried.

"Ling'er?"

"You, how did you get into such a state?"

Ye Yunhua's expression froze, when he saw Ye Ling return, he was battered and exhausted, and anxiously walked up and down, sizing him up, afraid that Ye Ling would receive some sort of serious injury.

"Don't worry Father, your son is fine. It's just that during my training, I accidentally entered the depths of Splintersoul Mountain and accidentally got lost. That's why I came back late."

Ye Ling shook his head, a wry smile appearing on his face as he looked at his father Ye Yunhua. The words that he had made up were absolutely flawless, and he had thought about this long ago.

"Oh? You little rascal really went to Splintersoul Mountain? "

"That's not right!" You … You entered the Blood Solidification Realm? "

Ye Yunhua was shocked, he had thought that Ye Ling would casually ask about the Splintersoul Mountain, but he never expected that Ye Ling would actually do it behind his back, and when he was about to criticize Ye Ling, he unexpectedly realised that Ye Ling's cultivation had increased by a lot.

"Father is truly sharp. By chance, I entered the Blood Solidification Realm."

Ye Ling did not hide it from his father because he did not want his father to worry about him. Tomorrow was the day of his duel with Ye Tian Xie, so he would not let his father Ye Yunhua worry about him.

"Good!" "Alright!"

"How can I, Ye Yunhua's son, be looked down upon by others!"

"Ling'er, how confident are you that you can defeat Ye Tian?"

Ye Yunhua did not probe further, but he knew that Ye Ling would not disappoint his expectations.

"Around fifty years old, Ye Tian had entered the Baiyun Sect, so your cultivation time is a lot earlier than your son's. So before we fight, your son cannot be sure."

Ye Ling's expression was solemn, he was not a person from far away. Ye Tian Xie's strength could not be underestimated and he had entered the sect as a disciple, his strength was not something that a small family could compare with.

"Mn, what Ling'er said is not without reason, it's better to be a bit careful. When I heard that Ye Yunshuang was secretly trying to rope in our family's Clan Elder s, I purposely ignited the flames, and prepared to make a move on us father and son."

Ye Yunhua's expression suddenly became solemn. Ye Ling's words had made him realize that Ye Yunshuang would definitely take action this time around. Because of his threat, Ye Yunshuang had not been able to sit still for a long time.

"Don't worry Father, no matter how much effort Ye Yunshuang puts in, he will still lower his head in front of strength. The clan will not be able to leave without benefits!"

Ye Ling's brows tightly knitted together. His father's words made him realize that his fight with Ye Tian Xie was extremely important. Ye Yunshuang was definitely waiting for Ye Tian Xie to defeat him and kick him and his father Ye Yunhua out of the Ye Family.

"Ling'er has grown up!"

Ye Ling was his pride, and even more so his expectation. Even if he had to become the enemy of all the members of the Ye Family, he would not take a step back.

Ye Ling had sent his father, Ye Yunhua, away, but he did not waste any time. Now that he had stepped into the large success stage of the Form and Will Boxing, it was naturally not good if he only had energy.

In order to be as swift as the wind and to be able to catch all of his opponents off guard, he had to have absolute speed. Only then would he be able to take the initiative and gain the upper hand.

"Gale Formula!"

"Gale Formula" was a type of supplementary cultivation technique. This technique focused on speed and used footwork to display its power. Once it was mastered, the speed would definitely increase by several fold.

This was one of the most useless techniques that Ye Ling had learned in his family in his previous life. However, in the current Ye Family, it was a level six martial skill.

Hu hu!

Closing his eyes, Ye Ling felt the surrounding wind and comprehended the final profound mysteries of the Gale Formula. However, the moment he opened his eyes, Ye Ling suddenly stepped forward, his footsteps was disordered and orderly.

Bang bang!

Ye Ling's speed became faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, Ye Ling suddenly waved his arm, and the afterimage of his fist erupted. The nine afterimages overlapped each other in an instant, and the force of ten thousand jin smashed towards the sky!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Three deafening explosions sounded as sand and wind swirled in the courtyard. The strong winds whistled and the terrifying air currents terrified the hearts of the people.

"My strength has doubled?"

Ye Ling was shocked. When he used the Form and Will Boxing combined with his speed, his instantaneous strength was comparable to 20,000 pounds.

Qingyang City, City Lord's Mansion.

In an extremely spacious room, Li Mang lied on his bed with tears in his eyes. Beside his bed, two middle-aged men stood there.

This person was Li Mang's father, Qingyang City's City Lord 'Li Wushuang'. His face was incomparably cold and gloomy, and upon seeing his own son beaten to such a state, how could he remain calm.

"Butler, how is Mang'er?"

Li Wushuang turned his head to look at the man beside him. This man was the butler of the City Lord's Mansion, and his name was' Du Tao '.

"Reporting to the Mayor, three of Young Master's ribs have been broken, and his right arm is almost crippled. Even if he could recover, without three to five years, Young Master wouldn't be able to walk around like a normal person."

Du Tao's expression was ugly, he anxiously cupped his fists and replied to Li Wushuang.

"Father, you must avenge your son!"

When Li Mang heard him, he was immediately infuriated. He had become a cripple because of that fellow, and even now, he did not know who the person who hit him was.

"Don't worry Mang'er, even if I have to dig three feet out of the ground, I will still find that person. If he dares to touch my, Li Wushuang's son, then he will definitely be struck!"

roared, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch. Hearing that his own son had suffered such heavy injuries, he was enraged that someone, as the City Lord of Qingyang City, had actually attacked his own son in his territory, completely disregarding him, Li Wushuang.