"Oh?" Yun Qingyue asked with a curious look on her face, "Brother Hao, have you already made plans?"
"Yes," Qin Hao said coldly, "In a month, several Vein Condensation experts from my Qin clan will accompany the Qingyun Academy's disciples to come here. At that time, even if the Ye family has a large formation for protection, it will be useless. Once we break the Ye family's shell, Ye Wushuang... a mere mid-level Physical Refinement practitioner, will surely die."
"Very well, then my sister will be at ease..." Yun Qingyue then said, "Brother Hao, I was... taking care of the Ye family before, and I also had an engagement with Ye Wushuang. Would you mind... my relationship with him?"
"How could I!" Qin Hao stepped forward, grasping Yun Qingyue's hand, and immediately said, "How could I be so narrow-minded? That Ye Wushuang is ungrateful and heartless, how could he be worthy of you?"
"Qingyue, in the future, when I enter the Qin clan and go to Qingyun Academy for cultivation, I will definitely become the youngest Heavenly Fiend Stage expert in the Qingyun Empire and give you the best!"
"Okay... I believe in you, Brother Hao." Yun Qingyue gently leaned against Qin Hao, a smile curving at the corner of her lips...
In Flowing Moon City, within the Ye Mansion, Ye Wushuang was in the backyard, looking at Uncle Ye Qingfeng's leg.
The lower leg on the left side had twisted bones, looking quite alarming.
Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Qingfeng's lower leg and said indifferently, "The people from the Qin family will definitely pay the price."
Ye Qingfeng comforted him, "Now that Qin Yunda is dead, my revenge is settled."
"But that's not enough," Ye Wushuang said slowly, "The Qin family's persecution of our Ye family is far more than just Uncle's leg."
At this moment, Ye Wushuang said, "Although Uncle's leg is broken, since Uncle was a warrior before, by taking the Bone Mending Pill and nourishing it with spiritual energy, it can be reconnected and slowly recover... It can be healed!"
"Good."
"But now, I need to straighten Uncle's bones, which might be quite painful. Uncle, please bear with it."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingfeng laughed, "You little brat, do you look down on your Uncle? I was almost at the Vein Condensation Stage back in the day. If it weren't for the depletion of my life span, I might be a Vein Condensation expert by now. This pain is nothing!"
"Besides..." He paused, looking at Ye Wushuang with affection, "Compared to your broken seven meridians and eight veins, this pain is nothing!"
"Good!"
With that, Ye Wushuang began to work.
Immediately, the backyard of Ye Mansion echoed with howls like those of a pig being slaughtered, rising and falling, piercing the heart.
After a long while, Ye Wushuang came to the front yard.
"Wushuang, what's wrong? Is your Uncle okay?"
Ye Wushuang coughed, looked at his mother, and said helplessly, "The pain was too much, and he fainted..."
"Ah?"
"It's okay, Mom, don't worry. In a few days, Uncle will be able to stand up slowly..."
Liu Mei looked at Ye Wushuang and couldn't help but say, "You child, pay attention to your own health, don't rush. As I said, if it really doesn't work out, we can leave Flowing Moon City as a family..."
"Rest assured, Mom." Ye Wushuang gently held his mother's hands and smiled, "The ones who should leave are them, not us. The hatred of our Ye clan, no one can escape it. Those who took things from our Ye clan, each one must return them!"
Liu Mei gently stroked Ye Wushuang's young cheek and smiled, "All I care about is that you and Feifei can grow up happily."
"It will, it will!"
At this moment, in Ye Mansion, Xiao Yuan continued to return to his room to comprehend the Demon Ape Hundred Spirits Palm that Ye Wushuang had passed on to him. This Yellow-grade martial technique, with its seven moves, vividly displayed the might of the demon ape and perfectly matched his bloodline power, as if tailor-made for him, making Xiao Yuan relish it.
Xu Qiyuan, on the other hand, was completely absorbed in front of the statue, staring at the spiritual patterns released from within the statue, as if bewitched...
Ye Wushuang then came to the front hall, where He Bo was standing, instructing the servants. Seeing Ye Wushuang arrive, he bowed and said, "Young master."
"He Bo, come here, I have something to tell you."
Ye Wushuang led He Bo into his room with a serious expression...
In the room, Ye Wushuang sat on a chair while He Bo looked at him with a worried expression and asked, "Young master, have I... done something wrong?"
"No, not at all..."
"Then why do you look so serious..."
Ye Wushuang smiled and said, "He Bo, do you remember your real name?"
"Ah?"
He Bo was taken aback and then replied, "I only know that I have been in the Ye Mansion since your father's, your grandfather's, and even your great-grandfather's time. As for how long I've been in the Ye Mansion, I can't remember. Time has passed, and many things have slowly been forgotten..."
"Everyone calls me He Bo, and I don't even know what my real name is!"
Ye Wushuang looked at He Bo very seriously, noticing his blind left eye, and said, "In that case, let me tell you what your name is!"
As he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang suddenly raised his palm, and a blood-colored talisman condensed in it, which he then slapped towards He Bo's left eye.
In an instant, He Bo let out a scream, and their consciousness seemed to enter a mysterious space simultaneously.
In this mysterious space, He Bo was sitting cross-legged on the ground. His old body was no longer hunched but showed a resilience and vicissitudes like a pine or cypress.
Ye Wushuang stood not far from He Bo at this moment.
Suddenly, within He Bo's body, his blood surged as if there was an endless, unbroken force gushing out.
At this time, in this mysterious space, Ye Wushuang saw a series of images.
These images were all memories of He Bo.
In those memory images, He Bo was initially a four or five-year-old boy without parents, begging on the streets, and being bullied. He was severely beaten and left dying because he dirtied the luxurious clothes of a wealthy young master.
At this time, young He Bo met someone.
It was Ye Wushuang's ninth separated avatar, who was reborn as the founder of the Ye clan, Ye Wentian!
At that time, Ye Wentian appeared to be just a teenager of sixteen or seventeen.
Ye Wentian intervened and saved He Bo, taking him along to venture throughout the Qingyun Empire.
From the initial duo of Ye Wentian and He Bo to the later large Ye family, and then to the Ye clan standing at the top of numerous family forces in the Qingyun Empire.
He Bo gradually became a young man, while Ye Wentian remained like a teenager, seemingly never changing.
Until one day, Ye Wentian found He Bo.
"He He, you have followed me for many years, and there are some things I need to tell you now!"
"Sir, what is it that requires such seriousness from you?"
Ye Wentian said solemnly, "I am not from the Qingyun Empire but am one of the ten Heavenly Emperors from the illusory and distant Changhuang Heavenly Realm, the peerless Heavenly Emperor Ye Wushuang, who was imprisoned by treacherous people and never to emerge!"
"Heaven never seals off all exits; I obtained a divine technique that transformed my Heavenly Emperor avatar into nine parts, each part breaking free from the seal and being reborn as a human. However, the avatar has been separated from my physical body for too long and cannot exist for extended periods."
"So, Ye Wentian is actually my ninth avatar reborn as a human. Now, this physical body can no longer bear my avatar, and I need to fall into a deep sleep, waiting for my soul to break free from the seal and reclaim the avatar."
Hearing these words, He He's expression was shocked, and he couldn't say a word.
"Today, I tell you this because I have a plan. Next, I will seal your memories and cultivation, and you will stay within the Ye clan, waiting for my Heavenly Emperor's soul to be reborn as a human, to return to the Qingyun Empire, and reclaim my ninth avatar, merging into one."
"At that time, I will find you, unseal you, and we will meet again."
Hearing these words, He He's expression was reluctant, his eyes red, and he knelt on the ground, saying, "My life was saved by you, and my cultivation was taught by you. He He will definitely wait for your return."
Ye Wentian disappeared completely!
Seeing this, Ye Wushuang's expression was calm; these were the experiences after his ninth avatar was reborn as a human.
What's next is the key!
He needs to know how the Ye clan gradually declined to this state after his ninth avatar was sealed.