Can Bear It!

The Dao Heart Tower, as the name suggests, is a place to temper one's Dao Heart.

Ye Qiu felt his Dao Heart was a bit unstable.

He needed to stabilize it.

Moreover, Brother Snake had said that at his current stage, he had the chance to achieve a breakthrough and fully illuminate his Dao Heart.

If he missed this opportunity, he might have to search for another one, and who knew how long that would take.

He took a step and walked into the Dao Heart Tower.

Ahead, there was a gate.

A Light Gate!

Beyond the Light Gate was a place to temper one's Dao Heart.

Ye Qiu walked straight into it. Before him stood a Stone Tablet.

Ye Qiu was captivated. He stared at the Stone Tablet, his mind unknowingly sinking into it. The scene on the Stone Tablet changed...

The Ye Clan. A seven-year-old child lay in bed. Suddenly, a commotion outside woke him from his dream. Hearing the noise, he quickly ran out...

The clan was in chaos. He followed the crowd, heading straight for the back mountain.

There, flames blazed. Amidst the inferno, they said his mother had turned to ashes...

A month later, his imposing father led a mother and son into the Ye Clan and they moved into the main courtyard.

"Ye Jiangshan is my father. He said I'm his son, and everything in the Ye Family from now on belongs to me... Who do you think you are?" the chubby boy said, looking up at Ye Qiu proudly. "My name is Ye Rudí! Rudí!"

"Ye Qiu, your mother is dead. I am the Matriarch of this household now. From now on, my word is law!"

"You little bastard, you dare to steal my treasure..."

"Father, Ye Qiu poisoned my mother's cup. Look, the silver needle turned black..."

"Beast, you beast!"

Slap--

Ye Qiu was slapped unconscious.

Three days later, he fell ill with a high fever. He was pulled from his bed and dragged outside.

Behind him, Liu Xiu smirked. Ye Rudí, the same age as him, made a face at him...

Outside the South Capital city, he stood under the cold city gate, tears streaming down his face, watching the tall figure with his back to him.

"Daddy, I didn't. I didn't steal anything. I didn't poison anyone. I really didn't. Please believe me..."

The tall figure walked into the city gate without looking back.

"Daddy, Qiu'er is so cold. Qiu'er's head hurts..."

Ye Qiu chased after him, crying and shouting, burning with fever. His body was weak, and he fell again and again, struggling to get up each time, his steps faltering.

His shoes came off. He chased barefoot, his soles stepping on sharp stones, blood flowing. He fell again, the pain overwhelming him.

But seeing the figure getting further away, he panicked, he was afraid. He got up again, chasing after him. His tender little feet left a trail of bloody footprints on the ground...

The man ignored him and strode into the city. Then, an old man's hand grabbed him. Ignoring his cries, like a pathetic, helpless puppy, he was taken straight to South Mountain...

Three days later, at his maternal grandfather's house in South Mountain, he hid in a dark room, curled up in a corner, weeping silently.

A month later, he left the room and went to the plaza. A group of children his age from the Wen Family pointed and whispered.

"I heard he stole things at home and poisoned his own father..."

"His mother died, and his father took a new wife and abandoned him."

"Serves him right..."

Three months later, his maternal grandfather took Ye Qiu and began training with the children of the clan.

A year later, he was eight years old. In the pouring rain, he continuously swung his fists.

At nine, he was already a standout among the younger generation of the Wen Family. No one dared to gossip about him anymore, because anyone who did was beaten into submission.

At ten, he went on his first expedition with his maternal grandfather.

There were many people, and the scene was chaotic. Ye Qiu's arm was twisted and broken by an opponent, and he was thrown heavily to the ground.

The ground cracked.

He spat blood from the impact.

He wailed, tears flowing...

The opponent's fists rained down on him. His bones shattered repeatedly, the pain piercing to the marrow.

His teeth were all smashed. He spat a mouthful of blood into the opponent's face, the crimson obscuring his vision.

Ye Qiu roared madly, flipped over, and stabbed the opponent in the throat with a saber, driving the entire blade in until only the hilt remained outside.

His first kill!

At thirteen, Ye Qiu led the charge during an expedition. In the battle, his three fingers were severed by an opponent's saber.

His right hand, three fingers, were truly severed, only a thin layer of skin hanging there.

But the young man's eyes were like a wolf's; with his left hand, two fingers plunged into the opponent's pupils, directly gouging out their eyeballs.

Then, with a kick, he shattered his balls...

At fourteen, he led a team into battle and fought fiercely with the Young Master of the opposing family. They were evenly matched; a sword pierced his chest, while his hand clamped onto the opponent's throat.

Crack—

The sword went through his chest, and Ye Qiu twisted the opponent's neck.

He was fast, so he won!

He twisted off the opponent's head and turned to face the entire Wen Family, facing thousands of enemies, holding the blood-stained head.

A sword was still stuck in his chest!

His enemies were terrified, and the Wen Family cheered!

But he fell unconscious for three months, teetering on the brink of death multiple times... In his delirium, he cried out: "Dad..."

At sixteen, he found himself in a forest, surrounded by killing intent.

A group of black-clad figures attacked ferociously.

Ye Qiu drew his Saber and charged directly into them, fighting fiercely. As the black-clad figures fell one by one, he became covered in blood and sustained many wounds.

Two swords were stuck in his chest.

Finally, with his last Saber strike, all the black-clad figures were killed.

Ye Qiu, stained with blood, pulled the swords from his chest and continued to charge forward. On the slope ahead, the sounds of shouting and killing were deafening, and Ye Qiu charged straight into them.