The Yuan Clan's Sequences

The Yuan Clan of Great Origin Heaven.

The divine son before Yuan Zhexian had been his father, Yuan Changsheng. After Yuan Changsheng became the clan leader, the position of divine son had remained vacant, and every member of the Yuan Clan's younger generation had been eligible to contend for it.

Naturally, the ten Sequences had stood the best chance of being chosen. Every one of them possessed one of the Three Thousand Physiques, and every one had been a peerless prodigy and monstrous talent of their time.

The one with the strongest support had been Yuan Ruochu, a monstrous talent seen once in countless ages from the main branch of the clan. He had already reached the fifth stage of the Divine Ability realm and had even slain Dao Body Realm experts. He possessed the peerless Samsara Physique.

It was a physique even better than the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and Solar Physique of Yuan Zhexian's father, a peerless physique ranked fourth among the Three Thousand Physiques and hailed as one of the most fearsome for attack.

Yuan Changsheng had swept through an entire era with his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and Solar Physique. Yuan Ruochu's Samsara Physique was even more remarkable.

Not only was he invincible among those at the same stage, he could also fight easily above his level. Some clansmen said that, had Yuan Zhexian not burst onto the scene, the position of divine son in this generation might have been Yuan Ruochu's.

At that moment, the young divine son Yuan Zhexian strolled leisurely through the training grounds, watching his clansmen cultivate as he recalled what the clan elders had told him about the ten Sequences.

Just then, a voice interrupted him.

"Wow~ what a cute little brother! You look like a porcelain doll!"

"Come here, big sister will give you a hug and a kiss..."

He looked toward the voice and saw a sweet-looking young woman walking toward him with her arms spread and a grin on her face. To Yuan Zhexian, though, that smile made him feel like Weslie meeting Wolfy.

He dodged the young woman's devilish clutches with a sidestep.

The young woman was utterly baffled.

"Huh... I can't catch you?"

Unwilling to give up, she reached for Yuan Zhexian again.

He dodged once, twice, three times. The young woman grew tired of trying to catch him and pointed at him. "Little guy, don't let me catch you, or else, or else..." Then she gasped for breath.

Just then, another voice rang out. "Qingya, I'll help you catch him."

Who was this? Wang Xiaojian, a follower of the Tenth Sequence, a fellow who bullied the weak and feared the strong. Yuan Zhexian had heard that he had been pursuing Yuan Qingya for a long time without success. Now his chance had come to curry favor with her.

Wang Xiaojian spoke up. "Heh heh heh, little guy, I think you'd better be good and let me catch you, then let Qingya have her way with you, so you don't have to suffer a beating."

He then gave a lecherous grin, making Yuan Zhexian feel deeply disgusted.

With that, he reached out with both hands to grab Yuan Zhexian.

Yuan Zhexian's feet remained rooted to the spot as he focused his gaze. A powerful golden light flashed, followed by a miserable scream.

Wang Xiaojian was now more than fifty meters away.

He slowly got to his feet, no longer looking as overbearing as he had moments ago. Clutching his stomach with one hand and wiping the blood from his mouth with the other, he said, "Boy, do you know who I am? I'm a follower of Lord Yuan Di, the Tenth Sequence. You dared to hurt me? Lord Yuan Di will never let you off.

"If you know what's good for you, come over and apologize, then make it up to me with some spirit treasures, pills, or magical treasures, and let Qingya have her way with you. Otherwise, this isn't over."

Yuan Zhexian smiled. "There must be something seriously wrong with you. I've already hurt you, so what are you going to do about it?"

"If you've got guts, don't leave. Just wait."

With that, he vanished from everyone's sight in a flash.

In Yuan Zhexian's eyes, how was this man's behavior any different from a clown's?

"What? Do the Lineage's Sequences accept just anyone as followers? Don't they examine their character first?"

He shook his head and continued toward the center of the training grounds.

Several kindhearted clansmen came over to advise him. "Little brother, hurry and leave. The Tenth Sequence is no joke."

"He's a formidable figure. Hurry and go. If they come and can't find you, this matter will eventually blow over."

Leave? I'm waiting for him to come find me. I haven't had a fight since I came out of the ancestral land! I want to see if I can finish one of the Lineage's ten Sequences in a single move, heh heh heh...

Yuan Zhexian thought to himself. Then he smiled and said, "Why should I leave? I just want to see what sort of person this Tenth Sequence is, taking every Tom, Dick, and Harry as a follower."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang out. "Is that so? I'd like to see what gives you the ability to criticize me."

As the voice fell, a powerful current of air forced the surrounding spectators back. A figure radiating yellow light descended from the sky. He appeared to be thirteen or fourteen, with an ordinary face, a yellow robe, and an upright bearing that made people feel as though they were facing a towering mountain. His powerful presence made the onlookers struggle to breathe, filling them with a strong sense of suffocation.

"Yuan Di, the Tenth Sequence. Earth Physique, cultivation at the third stage of the Grotto-Heaven Realm. His cultivation methods are the Primal Origin Scripture, the Earth Scripture, and an incomplete Black Tortoise Scripture."

"And supposedly, as long as someone with an Earth Physique stands on the earth, they have an endless supply of spiritual power and stand undefeated. Their defenses are even more astonishing."

Yuan Zhexian slowly recited the information about Yuan Di.

Yuan Di spoke coldly. "It seems you're no ordinary member of the Lineage. Since you know my background, you must be one of its core members."

"Come on, then, boy. Show me what you can do!"

His presence surged as he spoke. His immense spiritual power caused the ground to sink, and the stones it sent flying hung in the air around him. Then he raised a hand and pushed forward. The stones merged into two streaks of yellow light and shot forward at incredible speed.

Just as they were about to reach Yuan Zhexian, he remained completely motionless. A golden radiance flashed from his eyes, and a golden barrier appeared before him, blocking Yuan Di's attack with the two stones.

"Explode!"

At Yuan Di's command, his outstretched hand clenched tightly.

The two stones suddenly exploded. The powerful blast sent the surrounding spectators sprawling.

"I thought you'd be more impressive, but you're only impressive when you're talking."

"Fine! Let this be a lesson to you, little fellow, so you'll learn that beyond one person there is always another, and beyond one heaven there is another. Our ten Sequences aren't to be questioned by just anyone."

Yuan Di looked at the cloud of smoke ahead of him. There seemed to be no movement inside, and he murmured confidently to himself.

"Oh!! Is that so?"

"Do you think you're hot shit? You've already made your move, so now it's my turn to try!"

"Hmm?? You've got some skills! Even an ordinary Grotto-Heaven Realm expert would have been injured by that attack, but he's only at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm and he's completely unharmed!" Yuan Di murmured.

"Then what about this time?"

As he spoke, his hands formed seals in rapid succession. He sent out a streak of yellow light that instantly took the shape of a creature closely resembling a Black Tortoise. Its roar thundered through the surroundings, and dark clouds suddenly filled the sky. Amid gusts of wind and sand, it roared as it flew toward Yuan Zhexian.

Yuan Zhexian still did not move. With one hand behind his back, he extended the other and formed a Dao seal.

The Dao seal emitted mysterious symbols that shone with golden light and collided with the creature.

A massive vortex formed and lingered for a long time. The powerful current of air shook Yuan Di back more than ten steps, and blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Di's Qi and blood surged even more fiercely. With Qi and blood roiling throughout his body, he formed a mysterious seal with both hands, preparing to unleash his most powerful killing move.

Yuan Zhexian sat cross-legged like an old monk, completely motionless. Then he spoke softly.

"Rise!"

Yuan Di flew into the air against his will.

"Bind!"

Yuan Di, who had already been struggling to break free, found that he could no longer move.

What was this? The True Words Technique, the Heavenly Attraction Technique, and the Binding Technique from the Heavenly Origin Scripture.

Not just anyone could cultivate the Heavenly Origin Scripture, the Supreme Origin Scripture, or the Primal Origin Scripture. The Primal Origin Scripture was cultivated by the Yuan Clan's branch families.

The Supreme Origin Scripture was cultivated by the main branch. As for the Heavenly Origin Scripture, only the patriarchs, the clan leader, the divine son, and the Yuan Clan's monstrous talents seen once in countless ages were qualified to cultivate it!

Yuan Di was now firmly bound in midair, unable to move. He stared at Yuan Zhexian in disbelief.

"The Heavenly Origin Scripture! Could it be that you're... the divine son?"