Chapter 3: The Great Wall

  Peng Yue'er was being overbearing, and Ye Nan Tian's face turned bright red with anger. "Yue'er, don't you forget that Ba Tian used to be your childhood friend! How can you humiliate him like this now?"

  "I'm just telling it like it is."

  Peng Yue'er glanced at Ye Yang with a somewhat disdainful expression, as if even looking at him once was beneath her.

  At this time, the patriarch of the Huo family, Peng Feng, stood up tall and majestic, his voice low and powerful, saying faintly: "Moon, no matter what, Ye Jiazhong is your uncle, you can't be so rude!"

  Peng Yue'er nodded and smiled: "Yes, Father!"

  The father and daughter sang in harmony, but it was clear they were just putting on a show for the Ye family.

  Peng Feng's gaze fell on Ye Yang, and suddenly his divine light surged, a formless aura suppressed him, making Ye Yang feel an enormous oppressive force, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him.

  "What?!"

  Ye Yang's eyes widened in shock, his fists clenched tightly as he stood motionless beside the screen. His deep gaze fixed on Peng Feng, his expression unusually resolute and decisive, not giving an inch. His body seemed to be on the verge of shattering, with waves of intense pain emanating from every joint. It turned out that the legends were true - a top-notch master's aura alone was enough to exert a crushing pressure that could kill!

  Peng Feng was secretly shocked, Ye Nantian's only son was known for being uneducated and lazy, often womanizing, but today he found that this young man was surprisingly resolute, his proud and unruly gaze even made Peng Feng himself lose focus.

  "Hmmph!"

  Peng Feng turned around, and a fierce gust of wind burst out from his sleeves, striking Ye Yang's chest with a loud crash. Instantly, Ye Yang's chest felt like it was being cut by a knife, and a mouthful of blood surged towards his throat. He gritted his teeth, not making a sound, but a strand of blood trickled out from the corner of his mouth.

  He suffered a silent loss, Peng Feng made his move quietly and unnoticed, even Ye Nan Tian did not detect it. After all, Ye Nan Tian only had fifth-level strength, while Peng Feng was ninth-level, four levels higher, which was almost an insurmountable gap in strength!

  Ye Yang coldly stared at Peng Feng, and Peng Yue'er also saw the fresh blood at the corner of Ye Yang's mouth. She couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise, as if she too had sensed that this young man was greatly different from the profligate son he used to be.

  "Zi Yu, you..."

  Ye Nan Tian saw his beloved son injured, and instantly felt an unbearable pain. He didn't care about the difference in their powers, and angrily swung his palm, sending a fierce Fire God True Qi towards Peng Feng's forehead.

  "Boom!"

  The chair was shattered into pieces, burnt to a crisp, but Peng Feng had long since vanished. It wasn't until Ye Nantian came to his senses that he realized Peng Feng was already behind him, shrouded in an intangible aura. To say the least, it would be effortless for Peng Feng to take his life.

  "Nan Tian, why are you still so impulsive?"

  Peng Feng put his hands behind his back and smiled, "Your son is still so frail and sickly, yet he managed to cough up blood. Hmph, with a physique like that, it's impossible for him to withstand the majestic and overbearing Fire God True Qi of the Xiong Hun Ba Dao. Never mind, I'll take the Yao Yang War Axe instead. Perhaps this divine artifact will be more useful in my daughter Yue Er's hands. What do you think?"

  Ye Nan's body trembled with rage, his words slow and deliberate: "Unless I die, you'll never take the War Axe of Yang in half a year. Peng Feng, if you have the guts, kill me right here and see how you escape the gossip of the world! Hmph, the great Fire God Clan's master, actually killing his own clansman for the sake of his family's divine artifact!"

  Peng Feng's expression was unpredictable, sometimes greedy and sometimes deep in thought. Finally, he shook his head: "Since you refuse to hand over Yao Yang, then so be it. Let Yao Yang stay at the Ye family for another half a year. I'd like to see how you can use Yao Yang to teach this kid the Fire God's Decision!"

  "Hmm!"

  Ye Nan Tian coldly said: "See the guest off!"

  Peng Feng swung his sleeve and strode out of the Ye family mansion, while Peng Yue'er turned around and glared at Ye Yang with hatred, cursing: "Worthless thing, will you always hide behind your father's back? Just wait and see, at the Family New Talent Martial Arts Tournament two months from now, I'll make you look good!"

  Ye Yang furrowed his brow, why did this beautiful woman resent him so much?

  "Zi Yu, are you alright?"

  Ye Nantian suddenly hugged Ye Yang, examining his injuries, and suddenly burst into tears, trembling with rage: "It's all Father's fault for letting you suffer such humiliation!"

  Ye Yang was originally an orphan, and for the first time he felt paternal love, he couldn't help but smile and reply: "It's okay, old dad, Ye Yang is no longer the Ye Ba Tian of the past, I will work hard to cultivate the Fire God's Decision, for myself, for the Ye family!"

  In fact, Ye Yang's underlying implication was not that, but "for the sake of living, for the sake of dreams - white flowers and silver, and white flower-like girls".

  Of course, Ye Nan Tian was unaware of this and just held onto Ye Yang, with tears streaming down his face: "Mmm, good son!"

  ……

  At night, Ye Yang sat upright in a secret room, with one arm covering the War Axe of Radiant Sun. The scorching pain drove him crazy, and a large amount of flame elements surged into his arm, rapidly stimulating the evolution of the Fire God True Qi within Ye Yang's body. It seemed that this was the effect of the War Axe of Radiant Sun.

  Beside him, the Huo Shen Jue was placed, in fact, the Huo Shen Jue had no moves, it was just a true energy cultivation law, the true energy in this world full of martial arts and elements, was like strength, when a person's strength was big enough, their actual power would naturally be enhanced, power is the foundation of all moves!

  Before he knew it, a night had passed. The next morning, Ye Nantian entered the secret room and found Ye Yang still meditating, so he called out: "Zi Yu, time to eat!"

  Ye Yang's soul wandered through the heavens and earth, basking in the baptism of the fierce flame element and the true energy of the Fire God, yet he completely failed to hear it.

  Ye Nan Tian walked forward, stretched out his hand to push Ai Zi's arm, but was suddenly blown away by a majestic and powerful Fire God True Qi, "Boom" sounded as he crashed into the wall and bounced back onto the ground.

  "How is this possible?"

  Ye Nan Tian was both astonished and delighted, astonished that Ye Yang could possess such a powerful aura, delighted that his own son would have such great power!

  Ye Yang slowly came to and found Ye Nan Tian lying on the ground. He couldn't help but ask, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

  Ye Nan Tian nodded repeatedly and laughed: "It's okay, son, it's time for breakfast. Did you practice all night?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Ye Yang stood up, and his entire demeanor seemed to have changed. He didn't know what had happened to his body, but he just felt an unprecedented surge of power. As he swung his fists, waves of fierce flames erupted, and with this one punch, even a sturdy old ox would likely be killed instantly.

  After finishing the early rice, Ye Nantian brought a long sword and said: "This sword was found on your bed. It was there when you woke up. It's really strange. Did you buy such a sword before you got sick?"

  Ye Yang was shocked, this sword looked very familiar, it was exactly the same sword that had killed him!

  "Uh... yeah, I bought it!"

  Ye Yang hastily rounded off his words, then took over the long sword. With a "clang" sound, he drew it out, only to see that the long sword was dull and without light. The surface of the blade was covered with rust, except for the two characters "Huang Tian" engraved on the sword body.

  Heart racing, he thought to himself that he was killed by this sword and sent back here. According to his inquiries, it had already been over 2,000 years since the ancient Qin Empire era. This sword must have some secrets, no matter what, carrying it with him wouldn't be a bad thing!

  Then, Ye Yang took the Huatian Sword back to the secret room and continued his cultivation.

  Close your eyes and see the starry sky, crimson stars, those are the fire elements that exist on earth, also the source of power for the Fire God Clan's martial arts!

  The entire person was immersed in the ocean of flame elements, Ye Yang seemed to have fallen asleep, but he maintained a clear mind. He understood that he had come to a different world, separated from his own world by more than 2,000 years. This was the pattern after the Seven Kingdoms contended for hegemony and the Qin Kingdom unified the world under heaven. However, this world was filled with mysterious sects such as martial arts, magic spells, star laws, etc., and the Huo Shen Clan's Huo Shen Jue was one of them.

  Want to go back to the world where I originally belonged? There is only one way: live on, become stronger and find a way back!

  ……

  Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed. Ye Yang has been with Zhan Fu Yao Yang all along, and the Fire God's true energy in his body has become increasingly majestic. This made both Ye Yang and Ye Nan Tian extremely astonished. After a month of cultivation, Ye Yang's Fire God power was not inferior to Ye Nan Tian's at all, which made Ye Nan Tian certain that his son was an extraordinary genius.

  Having a powerful fire god's true energy, but no martial arts techniques to learn, made Ye Yang feel somewhat regretful.

  One morning, Ye Yang did not go to the secret room again. Instead, he changed into a simple and elegant green robe, making him look majestic and upright. His muscles had become even more robust under the training of the Fire God's power. He also equipped himself with a scabbard for his Huatian sword, which was now carried in a sword bag on his back. The overall aura around him had changed completely, no longer resembling that of a young master from a wealthy family, but rather that of a young wandering knight who roamed the Jianghu to right wrongs.

  He had two large silver ingots in his bosom, totaling 100 taels, which was the spending money given to him by Ye Nantian.

  Just today, Ye Yang finally stepped out of the Ye family's gate, because he needed to buy two martial arts manuals to improve his combat skills, otherwise having the Fire God True Qi would be useless.

  Ye Nan Tian's words still seemed to be in his ears: "Son, a month later, the family's young generation martial arts conference, you'd better not participate, or Peng Yue Er will take your life!"

  Thinking of this, Ye Yang smiled calmly. Peng Yue'er? The genius girl of the family? Just wait and see, a month later, he might not lose to her!

  Of course, the premise of all this is that you must learn practical martial arts, and Ye Nantian originally wanted to teach Ye Yang a set of fierce flame palm techniques, but was rejected by Ye Yang. Ye Nantian became famous with his fierce flame palm technique, and the Peng family was too familiar with this technique. Once they encountered Peng Yue'er on the battlefield, they would likely be at a disadvantage!

  With big strides, he stepped into the bustling metropolis, a city of prosperity and abundance, with a large population, and the market was even more extraordinary.

  Wu Feng Fang, Liang Cheng's largest gathering place for military equipment, martial arts and spiritual medicine, is also the destination of Ye Yang's trip.

  The moment he stepped into the Wufeng Alley, Ye Yang felt a strong aura permeating the air, and it was clear that no one who lingered in the Wufeng Alley was an ordinary person.

  Two muscular men walked by, and the servant beside Ye Yang immediately lowered his voice and said: "Young Master, these two people are Wu Feng's Double Guardians, with a powerful strength of level 4 of the Earth Realm. They are the door gods of the Wu Feng Sect's master. Look, there are four golden stars on their chests, which is the certification given by the major martial arts halls!"

  "Oh, with a 4th-level strength, you have four stars?" Ye Yang couldn't help but smile.

  Ding felt a bit frightened and said, "Young master, let's not provoke these people. You want to buy a martial manual, don't you? Follow me, I know of a shop that often has high-level martial manuals for sale."

  "Good!"

  Under the leadership of Ding Jia, Ye Yang arrived at a store at the end of the street. There were shallow yellow books placed on the shelves, all in a uniform yellow color.

  "Hey, it's Young Master Ye, what brings you here?" The plump boss seemed to recognize Ye Yang.

  Ye Yang asked: "The martial arts manuals here, why are they all yellow?"

  "Haha, because it's all just Huang Jie Wu Kui!"

  The boss looked at the shelves and said, "Recently, we can only get this level of martial arts. There's no way around it. Those powerful warriors are not willing to share their unique skills with others!"

  Jia Ding saw Ye Yang's bewildered face and immediately whispered: "Martial arts are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. The Heaven level is the strongest, while the Huang level is the weakest. In a place like Wu Feng Tang, only low-level Huang martial arts can be sold, and among them, there are many inferior techniques that deceive people. The people who write down these martial arts are all scoundrels who mislead others!"

  Ye Yang nodded slightly, his eyes falling on two of the yellow-class martial manuals.

  "Wind Slashing Technique": Yellow Stage Riding

  The Yellow Emperor rode under the walls of Gusou

  ……

  Ye Yang picked up two martial arts manuals and asked, "Boss, how much per copy?"

  The boss raised two fingers: "No haggling, 10 taels of silver per copy!"

  Ye Yang looked at Jia Ding with inquiring eyes, and Jia Ding nodded to indicate that the price was reasonable. He then paid for it and took the martial arts manual.

  Out of Wu Feng Fang, Ye Yang flew back home, brought lunch and entered the secret room to start practicing.

  Firstly, the cultivation of the aura wall is a fundamental skill that utilizes one's own true energy to form an aura that solidifies outside the body to defend against others' attacks, which is the most basic defensive technique.

  Ye Yang was naturally talented and had mastered the Flame Barrier in just three days. With a light shout, he could condense flames into a barrier 10 centimeters from his body. However, Ye Yang still couldn't satisfy himself with this level of intensity. As he gained a deeper understanding of the Fire God's power, he gradually increased the distance between the barrier and his body to around 1 meter.

  Ye Nan Tian was extremely puzzled and asked: "Zi Yu, the wall of defense is a defensive martial art, why did you have to push it away from your body?"

  Ye Yang smiled and said: "No one has stipulated that this must be a defensive martial art, it's just people's misconception."

  "Oh?"

  Ye Nan Tian felt deeply puzzled, but he didn't say much more, for he had great faith in his son's natural talent.

  ……

  Ye Yang's thoughts were actually very simple, the wall of defense was a defensive technique to escape with one's life, while the Wind Slashing Technique was an attacking technique. After learning these two techniques, he could both attack and defend, and he would no longer be at the mercy of others like a fish on a chopping board.

  Start practicing the Wind Slashing Technique, a martial art that coordinates with the sword's edge, infusing true energy into the blade, making sharp cuts, forcing out the true energy to transform into sword energy and attack the target in front.

  It sounds simple, but it's actually very difficult. Ye Yang spent a whole 10 days before he managed to force out the true energy from the blade and condense it into sword energy.