The Name of Ye Hao

Ye Wuchen discovered that an additional Cultivation Method had appeared in his mind. The principle behind it seemed to share the same underlying brilliance as the principle behind his son Ye Hao's Cultivation Method.

Ye Wuchen was curious. Could it be that upon comprehending his Dao Heart, a corresponding Cultivation Method had emerged as well?

This Cultivation Method had a name.

It was called the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Tyrant God Art!

Its principle required its practitioner to temper a Dao Heart that followed one's desires without restraint.

Following one's desires without restraint also had different realms.

But those realms had to be comprehended on one's own.

"My sea of qi has recovered."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Wuchen's face.

Ye Hao asked, "Is your Dao following your desires without restraint?"

Ye Wuchen nodded lightly. "It has similarities to your Clear Mind."

Ye Hao asked curiously, "Why is your Dao following your desires without restraint?"

Everyone had a Dao Heart unique to themselves.

In the past, he had always done things against his own heart. Though Li Lengxuan and the others bullied him, though he felt utterly stifled inside, though he clearly wanted to strike back, his actions had always yielded to them. That left him feeling terribly aggrieved, his thoughts completely blocked and unable to flow freely.

That was why what he wanted most was Clear Mind—to pursue a life lived freely and recklessly.

His father's Dao Heart was to follow his desires without restraint. In other words, his father had never been able to do as he pleased. There had to be a story behind it.

Hearing Ye Hao's words, Ye Wuchen could not help clasping his hands behind his back. A trace of anger appeared on his face, and his gaze sharpened slightly.

"Before I met your mother, I can say without exaggeration that I was a true prodigy in the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty!"

A reminiscing look surfaced on Ye Wuchen's face as he slowly said, "Those who cultivated martial arts studied literature before the age of twelve. Only by learning to read and write and laying some foundation in literary studies could one recognize the words in martial arts cultivation methods and grasp their mysteries. At twelve, the body could endure the pain of body tempering, and that was when one truly stepped onto the path of cultivation. Before I was twelve, I had already read countless texts. I began cultivating at twelve and broke through to the Qi Condensation Realm at fourteen! At seventeen, I broke through to the Third Great Realm; at twenty-one, the Fourth Great Realm; and at twenty-eight, the Fifth Great Realm..."

As Ye Wuchen spoke to this point, an aura of pride radiated from deep within him.

He continued, "Your father can confidently say that throughout the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty, if I dared call myself a prodigy, no one else would dare do the same. At most, they could call themselves geniuses. Back then, I attracted quite a few women, but because of that, I also drew plenty of envy and hatred. I had no small number of conflicts with those people. Until my cultivation was crippled, those people came to the Ye Family every year, deliberately speaking in roundabout ways to mock me..."

Ye Wuchen smiled, his smile somewhat mocking. "They would love nothing more than to humiliate me, to tear me into ten thousand pieces, but they don't dare! Even when mocking me, they can only beat around the bush, hiding barbs within their words. But even so, it still pisses me off immensely!"

Ye Hao had not expected such a thing.

Looking at Ye Wuchen, Ye Hao said calmly, "Now that your sea of qi has recovered, it won't take long for you to regain your former cultivation. When those people come knocking again, just beat them back!"

Ye Wuchen chuckled. "Naturally."

Ye Wuchen gave another soft laugh, then seemed to recall something. His gaze gradually sharpened as he looked at Ye Hao and said leisurely, "Hao'er, do you know why they only dare mock me in roundabout ways?"

"Because of Mother?" Ye Hao guessed.

Ye Wuchen nodded lightly. "The top powers of the Eastern Region include the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty, the Ask Sword Sect, the thousand-year Xiao Family, the thousand-year Nalan Family, and several other top powers. All those top powers of the Eastern Region know that, on the day my cultivation was crippled, your mother publicly declared that she would return sixteen years later! Every top power feared your mother, so they never dared truly do anything to me..."

"But..."

Ye Wuchen said softly, "There is only one month left until those sixteen years are up... If your mother does not come then, those top powers will surely make their move."

"How long will Father need to recover your former cultivation?"

Ye Hao asked at that moment.

"As long as there are enough spirit stones, I can do it at any time."

Ye Wuchen sighed softly. "I just miss your mother. She will not come—she simply cannot come. The reason she said she would return after sixteen years was only to keep you and me safe for sixteen years."

"Why sixteen years instead of longer?"

Ye Hao voiced the doubt in his heart. If she wanted to protect him and his father, why not set the deadline further away? That would have kept them safe for longer as well.

"Because all the top powers know that if your mother could not return after sixteen years, she likely would never return. Her clansmen revealed some information, and the people of those top powers learned of it."

Ye Wuchen did not wish to say more. Instead, he looked at Ye Hao and reminded him, "Be more careful when you are outside recently. Those top powers have their reservations, so they will not strike directly at first. Instead, they will have unrelated forces act on their behalf."

Ye Hao nodded lightly.

"Mm, I'll go cultivate first," Ye Wuchen said.

Ye Hao left.

He returned to his own courtyard and did not go to the academy.

The academy no longer held much meaning for him. He had already taken revenge on Li Lengxuan, Jiang Shaojie, and the others, and the knot in his heart had already dissolved.

There was no point in going back to the academy.

Yet East Moon Academy was in an uproar at this moment.

Yesterday, Ye Hao had brutally beaten Li Lengxuan, Jiang Shaojie, and the others. Even Xia Zining, at the Fifth Level of Qi Condensation, had been no match for Ye Hao.

The matter had already spread throughout East Moon Academy.

Li Lengxuan and Jiang Shaojie were not the only disciples of the Li Family and Jiang Family at East Moon Academy. There were other disciples from both families as well.

They learned that Li Lengxuan and Jiang Shaojie had been publicly beaten by Ye Hao—and even humiliated.

Their fury shot straight to the crowns of their heads!

They felt as though their family's dignity had been trampled beneathfoot!

They had gathered early at the entrance and exit of East Moon Academy, waiting for Ye Hao!

Yet as time passed, Ye Hao still did not appear!

The disciples of the Li Family and Jiang Family gradually grew more and more irritable!

"Did that Ye Hao spot us from afar and get too scared to come?" a young man from the Li Family shouted angrily.

"Wait a little longer! If he really doesn't come, we'll go to the Ye Family and find him!"

A young man from the Jiang Family wore a cold expression. "Anyone who dares humiliate my Jiang Family is courting death!"

Not far away, the other students of East Moon Academy saw this scene and could not help discussing it among themselves.

"Li Shaoyou, third on the academy's Prodigy Ranking, and Jiang Taibai, fourth on the Prodigy Ranking, are both going to reclaim face for their younger cousins. It looks like Ye Hao is in for a miserable time."

"Just who is this Ye Hao? Why have I never heard of his name? It's like he appeared out of thin air," someone asked in confusion.

"He probably hid his strength before," someone guessed.

"Hiding your strength in this day and age? Is he sick in the head? I heard Li Lengxuan and Jiang Shaojie have been bullying him all these years. He'd have to be brain-sick to hide his strength."