Innate Bing Yang True Fire

"Old fool, have you gone mad?"

"You only have this one son, and you actually had the heart to send him out there alone!"

Madam Ye was practically going crazy.

The couple had only this precious son after all these years.

Moreover, their son possessed the greatest talent in the entire family.

For making just one mistake, Ye Zhentian had driven him out of the family.

Ye Zhentian sighed helplessly.

"That boy is far too proud. If he isn't tempered a little, I fear he'll never willingly follow the family's arrangements."

"Don't you know your own son?"

"When have you ever seen that boy suffer a loss?"

Only then did Madam Ye remember her troublesome son's peculiar Martial Soul.

The anxiety in her heart finally lessened somewhat.

"If anything happens to my son, I'll make you pay, you old fool."

With a cold snort, she turned and left the room.

A forest path.

After leaving the room, Ye Ruilin immediately departed from the family without even packing his luggage.

Old Wu drove the carriage and glanced back at his Young Master.

There was not the slightest hint of discouragement or dejection on the young boy's face.

Only then did Old Wu relax and focus on driving the carriage.

Inside the carriage.

A faint yellow light rose around Ye Ruilin, and a yellow soul ring soon appeared beneath his feet.

In the cramped space, the temperature surged sharply within moments.

Ye Ruilin circulated the Primordial Art. The five types of energy that had originally been balanced among the five elements were completely drawn toward fire-element energy under the influence of his Martial Soul.

The five elements corresponded to the five internal organs, and fire corresponded precisely to the heart.

The boy closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

He adjusted his breathing, controlling the most primal fire-element energy within his body.

The innate fire qi dormant within him was fully activated. At a glance, a faint red glow seemed to radiate from the area around Ye Ruilin's heart.

The innate fire qi instantly changed from passive to active, swiftly sweeping through his entire body before gathering at his heart.

He formed a sword gesture with two fingers, and a wisp of flame flickered at his fingertips.

He suddenly recalled the annotations on the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches that he had read in his previous life.

Among them, the records regarding Bing Fire within the fire element of the five elements were especially clear.

He immediately controlled this energy and circulated it through the twelve primary meridians.

He was incomparably careful throughout the entire process.

A stream of energy rushed up the Lesser Yin Heart Meridian toward the Tianzhu acupoint, blazing like surging molten lava.

It then traveled along the Terminal Yin Liver Meridian, circling the Sanyinjiao acupoint, soft and yielding like candlelight swaying in the shadows.

In only a moment, a fine layer of sweat had formed on Ye Ruilin's forehead.

The fire-element energy in his body began chasing itself along the Ren and Du meridians.

At the instant it fused within his heart, the Qilin phantom seemed to solidify by another thirty percent.

The moment he opened his eyes, a glimmer flashed through them.

Ye Ruilin stared in surprise at the flame in his palm.

The golden flame swayed gracefully. Judging by its aura alone, it was clearly no ordinary fire of the five elements.

This was Innate Bing Yang True Fire!

"Roar."

The Qilin Martial Soul let out a roar.

The Auspicious White Qilin also seemed to have changed. A layer of golden flame now covered its scales, carrying a trace of danger and mystery.

A faint red phantom appeared behind the White Qilin, solidifying in less than a moment.

As it raised its head, its mane cascaded like a waterfall of molten crimson gold. Red flames danced at the tip of every strand, while the twin horns on its brow resembled coiled dragons, their surfaces covered in ancient dark-red runes.

"A clone?"

Seeing this, Ye Ruilin immediately thought of Tang Yuge's Qilin Clone.

After inspecting it carefully, Ye Ruilin was somewhat delighted.

This clone actually possessed sixty percent of the main body's abilities, and its strength would grow even greater as the number of clones increased later on!

"Although the First Soul Ring is merely Fire Kirin Breath, it would still be decent with ordinary flames. But if it were replaced with Bingyang True Fire, then among those of the same realm, it would be nearly invincible."

Ye Ruilin smiled broadly.

Outside the carriage.

Even Old Wu, a Title Douluo, felt a jolt of alarm at the pressure brought by the Martial Soul.

Though he did not know what had happened, Old Wu could clearly sense that his Young Master's Martial Soul seemed to have become even stronger.

"Young Master, there is an inn ahead in Heaven Dou City. Do you need to rest?"

Old Wu asked.

Ye Ruilin had not expected to have cultivated for so long.

Old Wu had already arrived at Heaven Dou City.

After all, there was a two- or three-day carriage journey between his family and Heaven Dou City.

"Old Wu, why did we come all the way to Heaven Dou City?"

Ye Ruilin had not yet decided where to go. He had originally planned to rest for a while in an ordinary small town.

"Young Master, just treat it as coming out to clear your mind."

"The family head isn't really angry with you. Why don't we go back and apologize to him?"

Old Wu understood that, given how much the family head doted on the Young Master, he would never truly have the heart to expel him from the family.

He merely wanted the Young Master to admit his mistake.

"Old Wu, there's no need to mention this again in the future. Now that I'm out, I have no intention of going back."

"Since we've come to Heaven Dou City, let's take a good look around."

After stepping out of the carriage, Ye Ruilin soon felt a wave of hunger in his stomach.

Thinking about how he had spent the past two or three days cultivating, all he wanted now was to have a good feast.

Heaven Dou City truly deserved to be called the most prosperous city in the Heaven Dou Empire.

The moment they entered, people crowded the streets, and soul masters passed by everywhere.

The two quickly found an inn. Just as they were about to enter, Ye Ruilin instinctively looked toward an alley.

"Young Master?"

Old Wu followed Ye Ruilin's gaze and soon saw an old man leaning against the wall, with a jumble of items laid out before him.

Ye Ruilin walked over, casually picked up a jade pendant from the stall, and examined it.

"How much is this jade pendant?"

The boy spoke casually, his expression bored as though he were merely browsing at random.

"Ten Gold Soul Coins!"

The old man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

"You old bastard..."

Old Wu raised his brows, preparing to teach the man who was asking such an outrageous price a lesson.

Ye Ruilin waved a hand, stopping Old Wu.

"What about this little thumb ring? It looks worn-out and shabby. You aren't planning to charge me ten Gold Soul Coins for this too, are you?"

Ye Ruilin casually picked up the thumb ring, tossed it twice in his hand, then threw it back into the pile of miscellaneous items.

"Ten Gold Soul Coins is too expensive, unless you let me pick any three things from this pile."

The boy rubbed the jade pendant in his hand, his expression showing a bit of interest in it.

The old man gloomily examined the boy in front of him, who was only around ten years old. After a long silence, he agreed.

A bag of Gold Soul Coins was tossed directly into the old man's hand.

Ye Ruilin rummaged through the items and casually picked out three small objects.

The transaction complete, he stood up and was just about to leave.

At that moment, a girl's voice rang out.

"It's here!"

As soon as she spoke, several richly dressed youths surged into the alley.

The short-haired girl immediately went to the old man's stall, inspecting it closely and carefully sensing its aura.

Then her pretty brows furrowed, as though she had encountered some difficult problem.

"Why is it gone?"

As she turned, she noticed Ye Ruilin and Old Wu standing beside her.

"The item is on you?"

Though phrased as a question, her expression was utterly certain.

"Hey, however much you paid for it, I'll offer you three times the price."

The short-haired girl came before Ye Ruilin, her expression exceedingly arrogant.

"I'm from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"