Chapter 32: Humane Injustice

Ye Mo walked out of the Hundred Treasure Pavilion with a huge wooden box. In this wooden box, there lied the spear that Ye Mo successfully forged. The technique Ye Mo learned was called the Formation-Breaking Spear Technique, so he named the spear as the Formation-Breaking Spear.

Formation-Breaking, is the killing of thousands of enemies, or even taking away countless lives, matching the power of this spear. The spearhead has an evil sense of murderous aura, which must have been stained with countless blood. It might be possible that the Formation-Breaking Spear Technique is used by the same powerful martial artist.

Carrying the wooden box, Ye Mo wanted to test how powerful this spear is. The spear is different from other weapons, as so-called the month boxing, the year sword, and the ten thousand days spear.

The spear is the most difficult to use amongst all weapons. In military camps, soldiers all used spears, but they only had one trick of a straight strike. Under many years of practice, a strike will bring strong momentum with an invincible might, directly piercing through the enemies’ steel shields.

The use of spears is changeable; it may strike, it may stab, it may chop, and it may dance. Actual spear masters can combine their bodies with their spears, and treat millions of enemies as if air.

Ye Mo walked into the Ye Mansion from the backyard, and by having a wooden box on his back attracted a lot of attention.

“This rubbish is quite clever, knowing that the old man is going to die, hence preparing him a coffin.”

“This coffin seems to be a bit small?”

After Ye Mo hearing those words, his face dramatically changed, and instantly rushed to the front of that worker. Three dragon powers immediately broke out, and held that worker who had not even reached the Spirit Cultivating Realm up with one hand.

“Tell me what happend!?”

The worker looked at Ye Mo’s face and felt the momentum that Ye Mo emitted. The momentum was like of a wild beast, keeping him from breathing normally.

“Go have a look at the old man Fu, he should be out of breath already.”

Ye Mo swung the worker away with one hand and quickly went into the room with the wooden box on his back. Outside the room, it was full of blood, as if someone was dragged into the room. When not even close to the room, the poor cries of Xiao Cao could already be heard.

“Grandpa, please don’t die. What would I do if you die, oh…”

“Bang!” The door was burst open. Ye Mo walked into the room with his eyes wet, as he looked at the old man on the floor. The old man’s face was already unformed, hands and feet broken, the floor was full of blood, and he was out of breath. His look was very terrifying.

“Xiao Cao, what the hell happened??” Ye Mo shouted loudly.

“Oh… Master Ye Mo, we were innocent, we did not break Ye Hou’s jade cup. Grandfather and I were innocent, we were innocent.”

After seeing Ye Mo, Xiao Cao cried even louder. Xiao Cao’s body was injured as well, as her face was full of wounds and blood clots were all over her body.

Ye Hou and Ye Ming were playing with an expensive jade cup in Xiao mansion, when Uncle Fu and Xiao Cao passed by. Ye Hou deliberately bumped into Fu Bo and Xiao Cao, breaking the jade cup.

Ye Hou and Ye Ming then said that Fu Bo bumped into him, causing the cup to be broken. The two denied, so Ye Hou and Ye Ming attacked the two. As Uncle Fu wanted to protect Xiao Cao, as well as because of his age, he was killed by Ye Hou and Ye Ming in the beating.

In Tianwu Kingdom, the life of a servant cannot match a jade cup. Ye Hou beating Uncle Fu to death has a reason, so the chiefs will not blame him.

Of course, the two did this to agitate Ye Mo.

Xiao Cao explained intermittently and Ye Mo was able to comprehend. How would the two of them be a match for Ye Hou and Ye Ming?

Ye Mo immediately fell to the ground and cried aloud: “Uncle Fu, you have been working hard for a lifetime, but resulted in such desperate ending. I will take the lives of Ye Hou and Ye Ming for you.”

Ye Mo stood up, kicked open the wooden box with one foot, and a red-black spear appeared. Xiao Cao looked at Ye Mo and immediately dragged Ye Mo, cryingly said: “Master Ye Mo, please do not be impulsive, grandfather reminded me again and again before his death as he understands your temper, that you should not go find them for revenge.”

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“Xiao Cao, in this time of humane unfairness, I will fight for a fairness for us. The Ye Ming brothers are always looking for trouble from me, and deliberately killing Uncle Fu, was also an act to agitate me. Today, I shall avenge Uncle Fu. Go to the Hundred Treasure Pavilion to look for Miss Qi Ying and tell her that I am in trouble in the Ye mansion.” As Ye Mo said, he carried the Formation-Breaking spear and left the room.

It was the stage of time now when direct disciples practiced. so almost everyone were at the Martial Training Tower. Ye Mo carried the Formation-breaking spear, with a murderous momentum, went straight for the Martial Training Tower.

Several Ye family disciples guarding the Martial Training Tower saw Ye Mo rushing in angrily, thus could not help but fear, as they had a feeling that they were facing a savage beast without conscience.

“Ye Mo, what are you trying to do? This Martial Arts Tower cannot be accessed by you indirect disciples.”

Ye Mo did not respond, but waved the spear at them. It was like the dragon swinging its tail, an arc of flash shined, and that Ye family disciple spit blood and flew back.

Several Ye Family disciples around saw that and immediately said in anger: “Ye Mo, assaulted a disciple without consent, should be punished by whipping.”

“Whipping? What is the penalty for killing a person?”

As Ye Mo said, the Formation-Breaking spear in his hand knocked on the ground, breaking out waves of air from Ye Mo’s side, and the ground began to shake.

Ye Mo was like a battlefield general, as if a God of Killing.

“All the people in the Martial Training Tower listen up. Today, I, Ye Mo, is only wanting Ye Ming and Ye Hou’s lives. Everyone else evacuate this place, otherwise you will face death.”

Boom!

Ye Mo’s voice was like a bomb, along with the loud noise of the spear striking the group, shaking everyone’s hearts. All the disciples who were in the Martial Training Tower, were all with at least the Spirit Cultivating First Realm strength; ones with greater strength were even at the Spirit Cultivating Sixth Realm. How could this Ye Mo dare to say such thing and want to kill Ye Ming and Ye Hou.

“Quickly, summon some people here. This Ye Mo has gone crazy.”

“What are you afraid of? This Ye Mo didn’t even get his mortal gates opened.”

“If he didn’t get his mortal gates open, how would he be able to lift that long spear? That spear looks like at least 200 pounds heavy.”

“Quickly go and notify Ye Hou brother, this guy had gone mad.”

“We have a group of people, why are we afraid of him? Let’s go and capture him already.”

One of the Spirit Cultivating Second Realm disciples attacked at Ye Mo. Being confident in himself, he attacked with his bare hands, striking at Ye Mo with one palm.

Ye Mo looked at that disciple, and controlled two dragon powers respectively to his brain and right hand. His reaction speed was instantaneously accelerated; he waved his Formation-Breaking spear, and stabbed at that disciple directly.

This strike, like a dragon swimming out of sea, was extremely explosive. Two dragon powers are already equal to the power of the Spirit Cultivating Second Realm, along with the Formation-Breaking spear, that disciple is just no match for Ye Mo.

The Spirit Cultivating Second Realm disciple did not expect Ye Mo to retaliate this fast. The spear weighed about 200 pounds, but Ye Mo waved it in his hands as if air.

That disciple immediately extracted Yuanli and dodged sideways, but still was hit by his shoulders, spurting out blood and flesh.

The disciples of Spirit Cultivating First Ream around were shocked. Isn’t Ye Mo a waste? How could he easily hit Ye Hu of the Spirit Cultivating Second Realm?

“I said, I only want Ye Hou and Ye Ming’s lives. Others should give way now.”

“That guy’s weapon must be a magic weapon full of power. Everyone, let’s attack together and take his weapon.” Ye Hu said loudly, at the same time a dozen of disciples heard the words and striked at Ye Mo with their mortal weapons.

“Come at me together, how would I Ye Mo be afraid?!”

Ye Mo roared, holding the Formation-Breaking Spear in both hands, and directly charged into the Martial Training Tower.