"It's snowing."
Chen Ye looked up and saw that snowflakes had begun drifting down again at some point.
At first, there were only a few scattered flakes, but gradually, great goose-feather flakes poured down like willow catkins dancing across the sky, settling silently among the wooded mountains.
Nearly ten months had passed between his departure from the Qinghe Gao Family and his killing of Gao Yunheng today.
In those ten months, he had climbed from a Gao Family servant with nothing to his name to where he stood today.
Not just Gao Yunheng—anyone who witnessed it would probably have been struck speechless.
But Chen Ye felt it was still far from enough.
San Gouzi's special constitution had barely been discovered before Gao Yunheng and the Xie Family could no longer restrain their desire to seize him.
And Chen Ye himself had now awakened twelve motes of radiance. As his cultivation continued to rise, their number would only increase.
The signs of his special constitution were becoming increasingly obvious. One day, he would no longer be able to conceal them.
In this world where aristocratic clans ran rampant, he was like a walking "great medicinal herb."
The Xie Family was now at the height of its power, with not only a Xiantian Martial Master presiding over it, but also an heir who had completed nine mortal sheddings long ago.
What was more, the Xie Family used human "ingredients" with special constitutions in its medicines to extend life.
There was not the slightest prospect of its decline in the coming decades.
If the Xie Family caught even the faintest hint, it would never let him go.
With his current strength, he was still far from being able to protect himself.
Moreover, judging by the current upheaval in the Heavy Martial Pavilion...
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