Chapter 39: Clean Your Neck And Prepare To Die

Viewing this scene, Ye Mo could feel the anger rising within him, as well as the urge to tear Ye Changsheng apart, but he knew that he must wait for the right moment to strike, which was when Ye Changsheng was distracted. That way, he was more likely to successfully retrieve the Formation-Breaking Spear as well as rescue Ye Mei. Ye Mo gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger.

“You filthy pig. I will kill you,” Ye Mei said, agitated, hurling her fist towards him.

“Kill me? Once I’m finished with you, you will realize the beauty of Conjoint Training,” said Ye Changsheng without flinching, intercepting her attack and grabbing her wrist with his large hand. He sneered, “You dare challenge me?”

“You animal!” Ye Mo spat. He leapt up into the air and landed in the room, making a beeline for the Formation-Breaking Spear.

“Who’s there?”

Ye Changsheng’s face lit up with surprise, and he immediately stood up and spotted Ye Mo, who was clad in black. “Who are you? How dare you trespass on the Ye Clan Complex!” he said icily.

“I am here for the Formation-Breaking Spear, as well as to take your life!”

Three dragons made their way towards his right hand’s Gate. As he spun the spear in his hands, two shots were fired, both sailing towards Ye Changsheng at an incredible speed and eventually merging into one singular shot, as if it was a beast bearing tides of wrath. Twin Dragons Playing with a Pearl.

“You, who hasn’t even reached Spirit Cultivating Realm, want to kill me?” snickered Ye Changsheng as he prepared to intercept the attack with Phantom Serpent Palm. Yet as his right hand was about to coil around the spear, an enormous wave of power surged towards him. He quickly recoiled in shock, retracting his right hand, yet it was already too late.

Ye Mo might not have reached Spirit Cultivating Realm yet, but with his three units of Dragon Power, coupled with the Formation-Breaking Spear and its techniques, he could easily take down an unarmed Ye Changsheng.

“Ow!”

Ye Changsheng’s right hand was slashed open by a deep cut, and droplets of blood sprayed out.

Ye Mo aimed at Ye Changsheng and fired another shot, but this time, Ye Changsheng reacted quickly and dodged the attack.

Ye Mo’s shot missed Ye Changsheng. Nevertheless, a loud, earth-shattering bang reverberated in the room, causing the nearest wall to shatter and forming a large hole. Ye Mo, without skipping a beat, dashed towards the opening, grabbed Ye Mei, and leapt out of the room.

“Ye Mo?” a bewildered Ye Changsheng muttered. He transformed into a gust of wind and headed towards Ye Mo’s direction, hot on his heels. The two flitted about against the backdrop of the night sky, the sound of their footsteps pitter-pattering on the tiles.

Ye Mo turned to look at Ye Changsheng, who was getting closer by the second. Awakening all of the Dragon Powers within him, Ye Mo’s running speed increased once more. But despite this, the distance between them decreased again.

This was because Ye Changsheng had had more training and experience than Ye Mo, plus the fact that he was using Windward Dash, and that Ye Mo was carrying both Ye Mei and his spear. In the blink of an eye, Ye Changsheng had caught up to Ye Mo on the streets just outside of the Ye Clan grounds.

All was quiet and not a single soul was to be seen in the vicinity. Under the light of the flickering lanterns and the faint glow of the moon, they could only see the silhouette of one another.

Ye Changsheng stood before Ye Mo and asked darkly, “You are Ye Mo?” His right hand was still dripping with fresh blood.

“The renowned prodigy of Limestone City. To think that he would coerce his fellow disciples into Conjoint Training! If word of this spread to the public, I can safely say that you will be saying goodbye to your title,” Ye Mo said in a deep voice. Standing behind him was Ye Mei, whose hands were clasped in front of her chest, her cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.

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“Did you think you would live to tell the tale?” Ye Changsheng taunted. A brilliant red spark flashed in his palm, and with that, a flaming crimson sword materialized in his left hand. The sword emitted a bright red glow, lighting up the previously dim street.

Clearly, Ye Changsheng carried a murderous intent toward Ye Mo. Not only did Ye Mo get in his way with Ye Mei, he also injured his right hand and stole his spear.

“True, I am no match for you at this moment. But if you’re going to stop me, you can try!” Ye Mo uttered coldly.

Ye Changsheng struck his sword into the air in an arc, and around him, five fiery copies of his sword appeared, floating in the air. As if it was imbued with infinite power, his sword glowed crimson. With a powerful thrust, the five swords rippled across the air and aimed towards Ye Mo’s head.

Six Pillar Sword Style, excelling in both attack and defense, as well as immobilizing one’s enemy. Ye Changsheng utilized this technique, thus holding Ye Mo captive.

Six Pillar Sword Style was an elaborate yet powerful technique, and the Ye Clan was famous for their powerful rendition of the Six Pillar Formation. With hundreds of disciples forming the swords, tens of thousands of swords would suspend in the air, forming a barricade around their enemies. This was a remarkable technique in that even martial artists in the True Energy Realm would not let their guard down before it.

The five swords had indeed captured Ye Mo in a circle, preventing him from escaping. A flash of red glimmered and headed straight for Ye Mo.

“Be careful, this technique is one of the more advanced ones in our Clan. It is versatile and unpredictable, and is on par with a martial technique of low-grade spiritual level,” said Ye Mei from the side, who did not leave despite the danger.

Boom!

With one hand holding Ye Mei, Ye Mo’s right leg trembled and crackled with electricity. The ground on which he stood shuddered in an explosive bang, and with that, he disappeared from the scene.

“Ye Changsheng, at the Championships, you better clean your neck and prepare to die!”

The five swords clattered onto the ground, forming a large crater. Yet Ye Mo and Ye Mei had already vanished into the thin air.

Body Seals could be placed within the Gates of the lower limbs, and when fused with the Yuanli of the user, it could temporarily increase one’s speed.

Sealing artists were valuable precisely because of that. One small piece of paper embodying the seal could hold enormous power, or serve as a ticket to escape.

The Seal of Lightning was a rank one Body Seal, To activate it, one simply needed to place it on the Gates of their legs and imbue it with Yuanli. With that, they would be fast as lightning, their speed reaching up to Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm.

Ye Mo invested all six Dragon Power in there, amassing the powers of Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm.

Ye Mo’s words rang in Ye Changsheng’s ears. Looking down at the hollow crater, Ye Changsheng let out a cold sneer. “Don’t think you can even make a scratch on me at the Championships. Not even with those newfound powers of yours. I’ll make sure you get what you deserve, what you deserve for crossing me, Ye Changsheng!” A pang of sharp pain from his right hand hit him. In a fit of rage, he thrusted his sword out into the air, and in a flash of red, the corner of a building was sliced clean off.

“Ye Mo, you’re dead meat!” his voice thundered, travelling along the street.

There was only one month left until the Limestone City Championships. Ye Mo was confident that he could reach Spirit Cultivating Realm, meaning that by then, his body would be stronger and able to harbor more Dragon Power.

The power of dragons originated from the ancient beasts, the ancestors of all creatures, capable of slaying monsters and other beasts. With sufficient time, Ye Mo knew that he would be able to find his father’s killer, as well as seek out his mother, according to his father’s wishes.

“Mom’s family must be one of the biggest clans within Lingwu Continent. Maybe they consider my bloodline tainted as an illegitimate son, explaining why my mother has never attempted to find me. I will use my two hand, to crush the pride of those people, just you wait!”