The Fist Imprint on Black Obsidian

Almost everyone was waiting to watch a joke! To see how a piece of trash would overestimate himself and make a fool of himself before everyone.

Li Ye found himself astonishingly calm. As his gaze swept over those people, he suddenly felt as though he and they existed in two different worlds. Their mockery seemed so laughable in his eyes that it could not even stir his anger.

"A pitiful and pathetic bunch."

His voice was not loud, yet it reached nearly everyone's ears. Quite a few faces immediately turned cold.

"What are you putting on airs for? Sixth Uncle, what are you waiting for? Drive this trash down! Don't let him disrupt the clan tournament!"

A somewhat youthful yet utterly arrogant voice rang out from among the main family's descendants. Li Ye looked over and saw a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old youth. He still looked somewhat green, yet his face was full of pride, like a peacock spreading its tail.

If he remembered correctly, this person was Li Huangran's second son—Li Xuan's younger brother!

"Like father, like son. The ancients truly did not deceive us."

Li Ye smiled and turned his gaze toward Sixth Lord Li. He wanted to see what decision this Sixth Uncle, who had always been highly praised within the Lineage for being fair and upright, would make.

"Get down! Trash! This isn't a place you can come up to!"

Another voice rang out. Li Ye looked over and saw that this time, it was not someone from the main family, but one of the collateral branch descendants—a man who had performed brilliantly earlier, reaching the sixth level of the Spirit Martial Realm at only eighteen and ranking second in strength among the collateral branches!

If Li Ye remembered correctly, this man was called Li Zhongren. Among the collateral branch descendants, he had a great reputation and the bearing of a leader. Although he was still a notch weaker than another collateral branch descendant at the sixth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, that person was nearly twenty, while he had only just turned eighteen! The gap between them was plain for all to see!

Even among the many main family descendants, such talent would not have been considered weak. He could rank among them!

Sixth Lord Li wore a troubled expression. The calls for Li Ye to get down were overwhelming, leaving him uncertain.

"Sixth Uncle, this nephew remembers that according to Lineage rules, anyone over fourteen and under twenty may come onto the stage for the test, correct? Did this nephew remember wrongly? I hope Sixth Uncle can enlighten me."

Li Ye spoke eloquently. Not only did he fail to panic amid the jeers around him, he remained utterly composed.

That display caused a glint of sharp light to flash deep in Sixth Lord Li's eyes. Yet he soon sighed inwardly. "You did not remember wrongly. The Lineage does indeed have such a rule. But Li Ye, have you truly thought this through?"

"Sixth Uncle, why waste words with him? This trash is obviously here to cause trouble. In my opinion, have someone throw him out and finish this quickly. Great-Uncle and the others are still waiting for us to go over!"

The speaker was Li Xuan's younger brother. Li Ye did not know his name. After all, there were so many descendants in the Li Family that not everyone knew one another. Moreover, the former Li Ye had been far too cowardly, never valued within the family, like a stray dog.

"Li Ye, you should go down."

Unlike those brats, Sixth Lord Li did not argue with them. Instead, he gently tried to persuade Li Ye. This showed that although he held a certain position in the main family, he did not share the imperious manner of many main family members. He genuinely wished to convince Li Ye to leave.

Everyone waited for Li Ye's answer. Li Xuan's eyes were filled with repeated mockery, and the main family descendants were much the same, sneering again and again. Even among the numerous collateral branch descendants, most wore expressions as though they were enjoying a show.

To them, it was exceedingly rare to personally witness a lofty young master of the main family being humiliated like this.

Li Ye took a deep breath. His cold gaze swept over those who were egging things on, and they immediately felt as though they had fallen into a ten-thousand-year icy pond, their bodies involuntarily trembling.

"Sixth Uncle, since the Lineage has this rule, why not give this nephew a chance?"

Seeing Li Ye remain so stubborn, Sixth Lord Li's expression cooled as well. Somewhat displeased, he flicked his sleeve and said no more.

"Courting humiliation!"

Seeing this, Li Xuan sneered inwardly.

As for Li Ye, he stood before the enormous slab of Black Obsidian, his expression momentarily complicated.

Although the memories in his mind were merely the result of fused souls, it was as though a scene from many years ago had appeared before his eyes.

A stubborn-looking youth threw fist after fist against this Black Obsidian. Even when both hands had been beaten into a bloody mess, he still refused to stop.

He knew this was a memory from that former soul. Back then, the Lineage had given him one final chance, but someone unable to cultivate was no different from an ordinary person. How could he leave an imprint upon Black Obsidian?

Even after breaking both hands, he had received pity from none of the elders. They had coldly driven him from the family home!

"Now, I have come."

He did not know whom he was speaking to, but clarity returned to Li Ye's eyes. Times had changed. He was no longer that person. What that person could not do did not mean he could not do it now!

"No! I won't merely do it! I'll blind their dog eyes!"

At this moment, two family servants stepped aside. Seemingly respectful but actually wearing mocking expressions, they said to Li Ye, "Third Young Master, as long as you leave an imprint on it, you will pass this round."

This was precisely what it meant for dogs to rely on their masters' power; the servants before a prime minister's gate held higher status than a fourth-rank official. Though they were merely servants, let alone a piece of trash, even some collateral branch descendants would flatter and curry favor with them.

"Begin!"

Sixth Lord Li's voice urged him from behind. Everyone else had quieted down, wanting to see how the infamous trash would embarrass himself.

"What do you think this trash is trying to do this time?"

Quite a few people in the crowd began whispering among themselves.

"Who knows? Maybe he couldn't take the stimulation these past few years and went mad."

As for the martial arts stage, whether it was the more than three hundred collateral branch descendants who had passed this round or the more than thirty young masters and young ladies of the main family, all wore sneers, as though watching a clown.

"Hurry up, trash! Don't waste time. Our young masters' time is precious—we don't have the leisure to waste it here with you!"

Some of the main family's young masters and young ladies grew impatient and repeatedly urged him on.

Ignoring them, Li Ye walked before the Black Obsidian and reached out to touch this stone that carried such great significance every year.

All over it were palm prints and fist imprints of varying depths, densely packed and occupying more than half its surface. These were the memories left behind by generation after generation of the Lineage.

One spot stood out most of all: a palm print a full three inches deep.

"That was left by your father. He was not even twelve that year! He truly was the most outstanding person our Li Family had seen in a thousand years. It was just a pity..."

A sigh came from behind him. Li Ye did not respond, merely reaching out to touch the deepest palm print.

Not even twelve years old—this was the first earth-shaking shock that man had left the Lineage. Afterward, miracle after miracle appeared upon him. He had blazed into existence like a comet, only to fall behind the curtain just as swiftly.

"What realm was my father at back then?"

Li Ye knew very little about that man, because even the memories in his mind contained little impression of him.

"The seventh level of the Spirit Martial Realm!"

Li Ye nodded, not reacting all that strongly. After all, it was that man. If he had not possessed such strength, that would have been strange.

"As long as I leave an imprint, that is enough? The depth does not matter?"

"The depth does not matter!"

It was a simple question and answer, yet no one believed he could succeed.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? You trash really think you can do it? Stop dreaming! Hahaha!"

Mocking laughter immediately followed. The one laughing most exaggeratedly was Li Xuan's younger brother. Despite his young age, his tongue was sharp as a needle. Clearly, just like his older brother, he was no good thing.

"Shut up!"

A cold shout rang out from Sixth Lord Li. Seeing him angered, the group no longer dared act recklessly, though their disdainful and mocking gazes continued sweeping over Li Ye.

Should I keep a lower profile?

That thought suddenly surfaced in his mind. But when Li Ye saw the most conspicuous palm print, it was as if some nerve in his mind had been struck.

Suddenly, he threw a punch directly at the Black Obsidian, landing not far from the palm print Li Kainian had left all those years ago!

Now, even those who had been mocking him wanted to see the result.

Not to mention Li Xuan and the others. Li Xuan in particular had sharp glints flashing through his eyes, as though considering something.

"All right, Sixth Uncle. Does this count?"

Li Ye withdrew his hand, his tone relaxed, as though he had merely done some trivial thing.

"This trash is finally done. Hurry up and throw him out!"

Before Sixth Lord Li could speak, someone immediately shouted. At the same time, several fierce-looking family servants strode over and flashed Li Ye sinister grins. "Third Young Master, this way, please! We servants would hate to hurt you!"

The words of these servants, each possessing the strength of Spirit Martial Tier Two, immediately sparked a burst of laughter.

"Get lost, trash! This is not somewhere you belong!"

Li Ye smiled without speaking, but his gaze turned toward Sixth Lord Li.

Only then did everyone begin to realize that Sixth Lord Li's appearance and expression were somewhat intriguing.

"What are you waiting for!"

Someone barked, and the two family servants immediately prepared to act.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out. The two servants felt as though thunder had exploded beside their ears. Stars danced before their eyes, and they nearly fainted.

"Sixth Uncle?"

Several main family young masters revealed astonished expressions. The one who had shouted was actually Sixth Lord Li!

Only Li Ye seemed utterly unsurprised. Seeing Sixth Lord Li look toward him, he directly asked, "Sixth Uncle, has this nephew passed this round?"

Sixth Lord Li drew a deep breath. At that moment, even the dullest person could see that something was wrong!

Li Xuan suddenly leaped onto the martial arts stage, shoving the two servants aside. Then the sight before him caused his expression to change drastically!

"That's impossible!" Li Xuan cried out in shock!

The next moment, everyone noticed that beside the previously most conspicuous palm print on the Black Obsidian, there was now a fist imprint of nearly the same depth!

In that instant, the thousands present fell into absolute silence!