Inside the cave, Ye Chen was meditating with his eyes closed.
Before long, he felt a slight warmth in his chest.
Ye Chen's face lit up.
"Dongxu Seventh Stage."
Ye Chen murmured to himself.
Earlier, at the Li Family, he had used a secret technique to raise his strength to the Dongxu Ninth Stage.
He had wanted to strike and kill Di Juetian.
He had not expected him to threaten his father directly.
Ye Chen had obtained that secret technique in a secret realm.
It used his own blood essence to temporarily boost his strength.
After leaving the Li Family, he had been unable to hold on any longer.
Unexpectedly, that incident had been a blessing in disguise. After half a month, he had broken through from the sixth stage to the seventh.
What delighted Ye Chen even more was
the piece of jade at his chest.
Ye Chen did not know what the jade was.
It could decompose the corpses of demonic beasts and human cultivators
and turn them into pure power, though most of it was absorbed by the jade pendant.
Only a portion could be fed back to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was in no hurry. The power fed back to him was exceptionally pure.
This was also one of Ye Chen's trump cards, allowing him to fight opponents above his level with ease.
The more the jade pendant absorbed and the stronger it became, the more feedback Ye Chen received.
Ye Chen took out the pendant and saw that a few specks of gold had appeared on its white surface.
At the same time, Ye Chen had a feeling that the pendant was now feeding back more power than before.
Ye Chen was filled with joy.
But Di Juetian's face suddenly came to mind,
and he was filled with killing intent.
"Chen'er, let go of your hatred."
Ye Lin's voice rang out.
After entering, he saw that the killing intent in his son's eyes had yet to fade.
Ye Lin was a little worried.
"We're not on the same level as him. What seems impossibly exalted in our eyes is something he can wipe out with a wave of his hand."
"I don't want you to spend your whole life consumed by hatred. Let's move somewhere else and start over."
Looking at Ye Lin,
Ye Chen fell silent.
He understood what his father meant, but he could not do it.
Whenever he thought of his clansmen dying before his eyes,
and of his beloved woman dying so that he could live,
Ye Chen could not control his killing intent.
Seeing his son like this, Ye Lin sighed. He knew that Di Juetian had already become Ye Chen's heart demon.
The next day,
Ye Chen woke up.
A bad premonition suddenly struck him.
He turned around
and saw a pale figure who was no longer breathing.
"Father! Father!"
Ye Chen cried out in alarm.
Tears burst from his eyes.
A moment later, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His face turned pale.
Struggling to bear his overwhelming grief, he nearly fainted.
"Father, why?"
"Why?"
At that moment, Ye Chen seemed to be questioning himself as well as Ye Lin.
As Ye Chen shook him,
a piece of cloth emerged from Ye Lin's clothes.
"Ye Chen, my son, by the time you read what your father wanted to tell you, I imagine I'll already be gone."
"Yesterday, I saw the unwillingness in your eyes. Di Juetian has now become your heart demon."
"As a father, I've been a failure."
"I had no ability to protect you, and I even held you back."
"Now that all our clansmen are dead, I can only go down and apologize to our ancestors in person."
"From now on, you'll have nothing holding you back, and you can do whatever you want. I know you have secrets of your own, and you must always be on guard against others. Your father can no longer stay by your side."
"Chen'er, before you have great strength, don't take risks lightly."
"I wanted to persuade you to let go of your hatred, but I didn't want to see you drifting through your days in a daze, either."
"As your father, I had no ability to protect you. All I can do is help you one last time at the end, so that nothing holds you back. Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye."
"The road ahead is long, my son. Please be careful."
"Take care, my son."
After reading the letter, Ye Chen said nothing and raised his head,
trying to keep his tears from falling.
But tears of blood fell all the same,
dripping onto the ground.
Drip, drip.
"Pfft."
"Di Juetian, if I don't kill you and destroy your Lineage, I, Ye Chen, swear I am not a man!"
Ye Chen's hair turned from black to white.
He tucked Ye Lin's letter safely against his body.
Carrying his father, he walked outside one step at a time.
His body swayed as though he might collapse at any moment.
Yet every step he took toward the outside remained firm.
"Father, once I've taken my revenge, I'll come back for you and take you home, back to our Ye Family. Forgive your son for failing in his filial duty."
Ye Chen found a large tree.
With his bare hands, he dug a grave large enough for one person.
Bearing the pain, he buried his father.
A marker stood above it, bearing the words: Ye Lin's grave.
"Father, I'll come see you again once I've taken my revenge. Don't worry, it won't be long."
With that, Ye Chen left without looking back.
Meanwhile, Di Juetian, who had been taking in the scenery of the Tianyang Domain, had been stopped by someone.
The woman wore a veil, concealing her true appearance.
From the storms that appeared around her from time to time, it was clear that she was angry.
"Divine Son, that woman is Leng Qing, the daughter of the Heartless Palace's palace master. She's also the one who's been asking about your whereabouts."
Di Juetian looked over.
From inside Di Juetian's carriage, he could clearly see outside, but those outside could not see what was within.
Looking at the woman, whose entire bearing was cold and aloof, beyond the reach of any profane touch,
Di Juetian had not the slightest interest in her.
If the system notification had not sounded,
Di Juetian would only have wanted to slap her to death.
Name: Leng Qing Identity: Saintess of the Heartless Palace, female lead of fortune Strength: Eighth Level of Dongxu Constitution: Ice Snow Sacred Body Heavenly Mandate Value: 1,000 Cultivation techniques: Ice Snow Divine Art, Creation Ice Lotus Seal, Ten Directions Absolute Zero...
It looks like this should be the main female lead.
Di Juetian looked at the woman's information.
Li Xi had also been a female lead, but she had possessed a mere 800 Heavenly Mandate Value.
On the surface, Li Xi had died at Ye Chen's hands, but it was Di Juetian who had destroyed her vitality and spirit.
"Young Master Juetian, please show yourself."
Leng Qing's tone carried an air of command.
Di Juetian sneered.
These female leads and sons of fortune were always like this.
How dull.
"Divine Son."
"Suppress her and make her kneel at the entrance. As for the guardian hidden behind her, cripple him and have someone give the Heartless Palace a warning."
After saying this, Di Juetian closed his eyes.
Outside, Leng Qing saw that no one had appeared and looked annoyed.
Before she could react, a magnificent heavenly might descended.
At that moment, Leng Qing felt as though the heavens were collapsing.
She spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her face turned pale.
She fell to her knees at the entrance to the pavilion.
Leng Qing's guardian's expression changed.
But a giant hand appeared behind him,
as though pinching a chick.
"Go back and take a message to the Heartless Palace."
"Your saintess has angered our Divine Son."
"She'll kneel at the entrance as punishment."
"If the Heartless Palace doesn't want to disappear from the Immortal Domain, it should know what to do."