C5 Bitter Training for Three Months

"Nonsense, if it's not you, could it be me? But even if Master Sword jumps down, it's not a big deal. " Qian Yuan sword said disdainfully.

"Um, look at my cultivation. Are you sure?" A sword was obviously not a problem, Ye Xiao silently cursed.

"You won't stay away from the center first!" The Qian Yuan sword was clearly flustered and exasperated at the moment.

Ye Xiao hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and jumped down, landing fifteen meters away from the center of the giant stone.

With a rumbling sound, he couldn't help but shiver and hurriedly used his Essence to protect himself.

After calming himself, he lifted his head and looked at the waterfall that was splashing with huge splashes of water. Gritting his teeth, he walked towards the center. "For the sake of cultivation, I will give it my all!"

"Rumble!" He had just taken three to five steps forward, and the weak Yuan power had been dispersed by the tremendous force. The huge stream of water had smashed into his thin body. Ye Xiao only felt a stuffiness in his chest as the ferocious energy once again pushed him more than ten meters away.

The Ninja felt an excruciating pain as he came out of the water. He coughed twice before spitting out a mouthful of water. "Today, I'll be wasting my time with you." Gritting his teeth, he moved forward once more.

Bang, damn it, bang, fuck me, bang … The Qian Yuan sword felt that Ye Xiao, who was fighting against the waves, had a little admiration. That little bit of Essence was long gone, and now Ye Xiao was completely relying on his unyielding fighting spirit.

After striking again and again, Ye Xiao was finally within ten meters of himself. He bent his waist slightly and panted heavily, feeling the icy cold water on his naked body like arrows. Pain!

After an unknown period of time. "The Qian Yuan sword's voice sounded in Ye Xiao's heart. "Alright, come out."

Ye Xiao shook his head and climbed onto the stone outside the water flow with much difficulty.

"Circulating techniques," the Qian Yuan sword urged.

The tired Ye Xiao, with a body that had no strength at all. As he circulated his skill, he was pleasantly surprised to discover that his cultivation speed had increased by a sliver compared to before.

This unexpected pleasant surprise caused Ye Xiao to be completely exhausted. Although this little bit was insignificant, after accumulating over time, it was bound to bring him enormous benefits in the future.

Unknowingly, it was already evening. Ye Xiao tidied himself up and dragged his exhausted body back to his living quarters.

There were very few people in the Ye Family, and occasionally meeting Father Ye, Ye Xiao respectfully bowed to him and then quickly hid in his own courtyard. After all, he had taken over the other party's son's body. To put it bluntly, it was a guilty conscience! At the very least, in the short term, for Ye Xiao to face this familiar stranger and call him father, Ye Xiao would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

Even though Father Ye had seen his son leave early and return late several times, and had only thought that it was because of the Youth, and of his three sons, only Ye Xiao remained.

Therefore, the father and son duo, one deliberately avoided while the other was full of love, yet no one noticed Ye Xiao's change.

And what made Ye Chen feel at ease was that the person who had come at night before had not appeared.

Three months later, "Rumble …"

The loud sound of the waterfall was deafening. Under the dragon-like waterfall, the naked Ye Xiao was clenching his teeth tightly. Enduring the huge impact of the waves.

Look at the Ye Xiao at this time, he was actually already approaching the center of the waterfall by two or three meters. The gigantic waterfall could already directly rush to Ye Xiao's body.

After three months of hard work cultivating, what surprised Ye Xiao even more was that the Heaven's Path Divine Art had already reached level 1 and level 6.

After interacting with the Qian Yuan sword during this period of time, he found out that the method was actually also layered. Each level was split into nine levels, and each level corresponded to the levels of the other Cultivator s. With regards to why the Heaven's Path Divine Art was so compatible with the cultivation level of this world, even the Qian Yuan sword who had just unsealed a layer of the seal could not understand why.

However, although they corresponded to each other, the quality and quantity of the Essence Qi of the same level could not be compared at all.

As he tempered his body, his flexibility and strength had increased by a large degree. What surprised Ye Xiao even more was the speed at which he cultivated, which had also gotten faster and faster.

From three months ago, when he had just arrived in this world and was incredibly confused, until now, he finally had some cultivation, and with the experiences of his previous life. Although Ye Xiao only had Provener Level Six, no one below that level was his match.

As night fell, Ye Xiao returned home.

In the tall, big, and shabby main house, a weak light flickered. A low, deep mutter came from time to time.

Ye Xiao paused in his steps, and then walked towards the main house.

"Xue'er, you've been unconscious for three years. Ever since Qiu'er left, you've never woken up." As he spoke, his voice was filled with endless exhaustion.

"Maybe I can't hold on any longer. We can leave this world together soon. In the other world, we have our two sons, as well as your in-laws. You might be happy!"

"Unfortunately, I am unable to avenge our two sons! As for Xiao Er, I am not sure whether I should be glad or worried. I was born with blocked meridians, and am actually unable to cultivate.

"In this life, your husband owes you too much, unable to protect you, unable to protect our son. But if there is still a next life, I hope to meet you again, and hope that we can have three naughty sons …"

Ye Xiao was an abandoned infant in his previous life, and had never experienced kinship with his master Ye Zhenshan.

Although he never told anyone, but a fifteen year old Youth, no matter how strong he was, would always have a desire in his heart. Every time he saw other children being doted on by their parents, or even being scolded by them, he would always feel envy in his heart.

"Brother Teng, I want to ask you something!" The mumbling became incomparably solemn.

"Please speak, Brother," replied a somewhat rough voice.

"Back then when the Yan Clan was in a terrible situation, my Ye Family was also affected, these people will not give up if they do not destroy my Ye Family, but now that my Ye Family can't hold on, after a few days, send Xiao Er away, the further the better. You, leave too!" His words were filled with melancholy.

"Don't worry Brother, I will definitely settle Xiao Er down, and as for leaving, I will forget about it. Back then, I was acquainted with Brother, and had been training in this world for dozens of years, and now, I am by myself, so I don't have anything to worry about. Once I have settled Xiao Er, I will return to accompany him, and see just what kind of power wants to exterminate my Ye Family!" This somewhat rough voice was precisely the Master Teng that Ye Xiao remembered.

When Ye Xiao heard this, his heart stirred a little. The voice from before, was undoubtedly his own father, Ye Pingnan.

The destruction of this Ye Family, however, gave Ye Xiao a warmth and security he had never felt before.