Chapter 5 Zhang Tianhe

  In the dead of night, a loud shout came from outside the house: "That little brat, where are you going? Get out here, I know you're hiding in there!"

  Ye Yang suddenly woke up, alertly opening his eyes, the Fire God Force circulating within him, his senses stretching out like a spider web, vaguely sensing a very powerful force that flashed by!

  As expected, someone has arrived!

  He jumped out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, grabbed the iron sword he had made himself from the headboard, and pushed open the door. He saw several servants holding wooden swords and lanterns, who respectfully said: "Young master, have you seen a young man in black?"

  Ye Yang furrowed his brow: "No."

  "Oh, then I won't disturb young master's rest!"

  Several housekeepers went to search elsewhere, while Ye Yang lost his sleepiness. He had vaguely felt that the power disappeared in the back of the main hall, which was the direction of the ancestral temple. Could it be that there was movement on the side of the ancestral temple?

  With a swift blade, Ye Yang swiftly swept over the wall like fallen leaves, and after several ups and downs, he had already arrived in front of the ancestral hall. Apparently, after cultivating the Fire God's power, Ye Yang's cultivation had greatly increased, and his flying speed even startled himself.

  "Brush!"

  A figure flashed by and entered the temple.

  Ye Yang immediately shouted: "Who's there? Halt!"

  That black shadow stood still for a moment, then suddenly flew straight into the temple hall.

  Just as Ye Yang rushed into the temple, the black shadow suddenly turned around and punched out a fist. A blood-red glow enveloped his fist, and a strong breath almost made Ye Yang unable to breathe!

  "Boom!"

  A heavy punch failed to hit Ye Yang, but was shaken back halfway, and a fierce flame barrier had already condensed in front of Ye Yang.

  The black-clad youth was taken aback: "What? Such a fast wall of punches!"

  The masked youth in black clothes missed one hit, and immediately mobilized the true energy throughout his body. His arms spread open, his body was majestic like a mountain range, with a tiger's back and bear's waist. A faint blue true energy quickly gathered on both fists. He let out a loud roar: "You little kid, see how I'll do this move?!"

  "Cheers! Xing Tian's third rage!"

  In the blink of an eye, a black-clad youth threw three consecutive punches, each one more ferocious and overbearing than the last. Every punch was imbued with crimson energy, unleashing a surge of incredibly powerful aura that shook the temple!

  Ye Yang stretched out his hand, and the Fire God's power was contained in both fists, rushing out with three punches at the same speed!

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  The two men clashed with iron fists, the collision sounding like a muffled thunderclap. The black-clad youth was unscathed and unruffled, but Ye Yang was shaken by the massive force and sent flying!

  "Boom!"

  He crashed into the stone statue in the temple, shattering it to pieces. Ye Yang struggled to his feet, disheveled and covered in dust, amidst the ruins of the statue.

  A black-clad youth walked straight over, shouting sternly: "The useless young master of the Ye family, I didn't think you had any brains, humph! However, you're still far off, let me send you on your way!"

  "Cheers!"

  The black-clad youth launched another punch at him head-on.

  Ye Yang smiled instead, under the moonlight, a handsome smiling face was extremely captivating, no one would have thought that this young man was actually Ye Jia's useless and uneducated young master Ye Ba Tian.

  "Boom!"

  Ye Yang suddenly lowered his body, and with a punch full of fierce fire energy, he heavily imprinted it on the opponent's abdomen. He had already seen clearly that this black-clothed youth's strength was powerful, but his speed was obviously much slower. As long as he used quick hits to counter quickness and didn't clash head-on, the chances of winning wouldn't be too low.

  "Hmm..."

  The young man in black was caught off guard and took a punch, falling to the ground. When he looked up, a cold light gleaming sword was already pressed against his neck.

  Ye Yang reached out and removed the mask from his opponent, revealing a rough-looking young man of about 20 years old, with sharp eyebrows and piercing eyes that shone with resentment and unwillingness, glaring fiercely at Ye Yang.

  "Who are you?" Ye Yang asked.

  "Zhang Tianhe, a good man from Liangcheng, how are you?!" Zhang Tianhe was very calm.

  Ye Yang nodded: "What brings you to the Ye's house?"

  "Take out a divine weapon!"

  "Divine Soldier?"

  Ye Yang couldn't help but laugh: "You're not talking about Zhan Fu Yao Yang, are you?"

  "Zhang Tianhe was taken aback: 'So you already knew!'"

  "What do you want to do with Yao Yang?" Ye Yang said coldly: "Speak quickly!"

  "Murder!" Zhang Tianhe's eyes were filled with anger, suppressing his emotions, and he almost shouted.

  "Who killed him?"

  Ye Yang was somewhat astonished. This young man had stolen the divine artifact Yao Yang, just to kill someone? So, the person he wanted to kill must have a deep and irreconcilable feud with him.

  Zhang Tianhe said in a low voice: "Why ask so many questions? I am not your opponent. If you want to kill, then kill!"

  "Brush!"

  The wind howled, Ye Yang sheathed his sword and said: "I only asked you, who did you kill?"

  Zhang Tianhe was shocked and said: "Liang Cheng Qi Ba."

  "Oh, Liang Cheng Qi Ba?"

  "Yes!" Zhang Tianhe gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury, and said in a low voice: "These seven scoundrels brought disaster to the region, just two days ago, they slaughtered the Wang family of Xujiatun, killing 17 people. The 17-year-old daughter of the Wang family was ravished by the Seven Tyrants!"

  "Is there no king's law?" Ye Yang's anger surged up upon hearing this.

  Zhang Tianhe sneered, "What imperial law? Qin Emperor's tyranny has already forced the people of Daze Village to rebel one after another. The seven countries have been rebuilt, and the Central Plains are already in a state of war. What imperial law is there?"

  Ye Yang finally understood and walked forward, helping Zhang Tianhe up, smiling: "So it was a misunderstanding. So you came to borrow Yao Yang just to teach a lesson to Liang Cheng's Seven Overlords?"

  "That's right!"

  Zhang Tianhe clenched his iron fist and said in a loud, clear voice: "The Way of Heaven is no more, the world is in great chaos, the people are suffering, and the heavens ignore the mortal realm. I, Zhang Tianhe, have made a vow to take the place of heaven and bring order to this world! Alas, I have crossed hands with three of the seven overlords of Liang City, all of whom are second-level warriors of the earth, extremely powerful, and I am no match for them!"

  Ye Yang murmured to himself, then said: "Actually, the War Axe of Radiant Sun is not suitable for actual combat... Alright, I'll accompany you tomorrow and teach those Seven Tyrants of Liang City a lesson."

  Zhang Tianhe nodded heavily: "I hope you won't disappoint me, I'll come looking for you tomorrow morning!"

  "I will never go back on my word!"

  Zhang Tianhe bowed his fist in gratitude and left, plunging into the darkness of night.

  Ye Yang looked at the other's back, thinking that this was probably what it meant to be a young knight-errant, spending every day righting wrongs and drinking with friends - not a bad life at all.

  ……

  Returned to the temple, holding a lamp to examine the remains of the god's image, which was already broken beyond repair.

  Ye Yang shook his head, getting into trouble again, and didn't know if Old Man would blame him or not.

  Just as he was about to leave, a faint dark red glow flashed in the ruins of the statue, and Ye Yang was shocked, having sensed that there seemed to be an almost imperceptible power within the statue.

  Hurriedly holding candles to search, but found a scroll in the broken limbs of the statue. The material is unknown, but it's quite tough. The stone broke, but the scroll was intact.

  On the scroll, rows and rows of small seal characters floated densely. Ye Yang had studied ancient texts before, so it wasn't difficult for him to read. At the beginning of the scroll were written four large characters: "Huǒ Shén Cán Juǎn" (Fire God's Remaining Volume)!

  "Is this the remaining scroll of the Fire God?"

  Ye Yang secretly felt a thrill of excitement, this seemed to be an existence similar to that of Huo Shen's, and it looked like it should be even stronger!

  Opening the Fire God's residual scroll, it was as if the ancient texts were profound and difficult to understand. Ye Yang was well-versed in the Fire God's decision, but for this residual scroll, he could only understand its surface. However, what can be confirmed is that the martial arts heart method contained within this residual scroll seems to be even more superior than the Fire God's decision!

  So, two options were presented before Ye Yang: either continue cultivating the Fire God Scripture or cultivate this mysterious fragment of the Fire God Scripture.

  Ye Yang made up his mind after a long time, and secretly practiced the Fire God's residual volume with a sword that went against the grain!

  After all, the Huo Shen Jue is not a rare treasure, and the millions of disciples of the entire Huo Shen clan can cultivate it. As for the Huo Shen Can Juan, I'm afraid that under the heavens, only Ye Yang alone possesses it.

  Holding the remaining volume back to the room, start according to the recorded heart method on the scroll, the fire god's power flows back and forth in the body, and each week after that is refreshing.

  On the second day, Ye Yang was still sitting on his bed, but he found that his Flame God's power had become even more refined, and his whole person was full of energy, as if the Flame God's residual scroll had already shown some effect!

  ……

  "Master! Master!"

  A maid outside the door called out softly: "Young master, get up, there's a man named Zhang Tianhe at the gate who says he's looking for you!"

  Ye Yang said: "Alright, you can go down now!"

  "Yes, young master!"

  Ye Yang stood up and came to the outer circle, shouting: "Where are Zhao Cai and Jin Bao?"

  "Whoosh!"

  Two dog-like servants appeared before Ye Yang, grinning and saying: "Young Master, what are your orders?"

  "Go back to the garden and fetch a chamber pot, fill it with feces, bring a feces spoon, and follow me to walk around the street!"

  "What? Young master, what do you want these for?"

  "Cut the crap and get ready!"

  "Yes!"

  Soon after, two servants carrying a bucket of foul-smelling water came out. Ye Yang strode swiftly to the gate, and indeed, Zhang Tianhe was already waiting outside in his black attire.

  "Come on, let's go find that good city of Seven Tyrants' evil spirit!"

  Ye Yang wore the Huatian Sword on his back, held an iron sword in his hand, and walked side by side with Zhang Tianhe on the main street of Liang City. Two family servants followed behind him, carrying a smelly night soil bucket.

  Zhang Tianhe didn't know what Ye Yang wanted to do, so he didn't say anything.

  Passersby gestured with their hands and feet——

  "The young master of the Ye family is acting arrogant again!"

  "Ah! This useless thing has come out again, I don't know which family's daughter will be affected this time!"

  "This trash should have gone to hell long ago!"

  "Ah, the shame of the Fire God clan, a degenerate of the family!"

  ……

  The pedestrian's words were all heard by Ye Yang, who furrowed his brow and felt a bit depressed. What kind of person was this Ye Ba Tian before he occupied his body? It seemed that to clear the name of this flesh, he would have to put in quite some effort.

  As they walked up to a pork stall, Zhang Tianhe suddenly stopped and said, "Zi Yu, wait!"

  "What?"

  He pointed at the pork butcher shop and said, "The butcher and his two henchmen are three of the Seven Tyrants of Liang City. They are Tongling Snake King Wu, Mianliu Beast Zhang Yun, and Indestructible Vajra Qin Niu. They have been causing trouble in the countryside, and it's said that their pork contains seven parts pork and three parts human flesh, which shows how much the people hate them!"

  Ye Yang nodded and stepped forward, with a clang he drew out his fine steel sword and shouted: "Wang Tufu, come out!"

  In an instant, the young man was frightened and his face turned pale. Three people flew out of the house quickly, with excellent martial arts skills. Each of them had two golden stars printed on their chest, which was proof of being a second-level warrior!

  In Liang City, a second-rate martial artist is already a respectable figure, and a third-rate martial artist is almost at the level of a master. The Seven Tyrants of Liang City are relying on their powerful skills to wreak havoc in the countryside, with no one daring to ask them anything.

  The first one was a thin man with a steady gait, obviously skilled in lightness kung fu. He walked up to Ye Yang and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the young master of the Ye family? What brings you to my humble butcher shop?"

  Ye Yang smiled faintly and suddenly said in a low voice: "Splash!"

  Behind him, two slaves, Zhao Cai and Jin Bao, moved quickly, each with a ladle of feces, which they splashed out!

  Wang Wu was shocked and tried to dodge, but unexpectedly a gust of wind wrapped around him from behind, rendering him immobile. It was Ye Yang's Wind Wall!

  "Pffft!"

  At the moment when the feces fell, Ye Yang removed the protective wall, and Wang Wu, a second-level warrior, stood there with his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, unable to even make a dodging motion!

  In an instant, Wang Wu was enraged, picked up a butcher knife and rushed over, shouting: "Ye Batian, you're looking for death!"

  Ye Yang revealed a hint of a smile, raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Gang wall!"

  "Hum!"

  A thick and heavy aura condensed, Wang Wu flew up like a moth to flames and crashed into it, his entire body was shaken so hard that he spat out blood and fell flying out, the sight was too gruesome to behold.

  Zhang Tianhe was shocked, never expecting that this little guy who was evenly matched with him would be able to heavily injure a second-level strong practitioner with just one move!

  Actually, Ye Yang himself did not expect that by quietly circulating his true energy, he would discover the Fire God's power surging within him. This level of cultivation is probably something an ordinary person wouldn't be able to achieve even in ten years.

  Two more people, Zhang Yun and Qin Niu, were also stunned.

  Splash!

  Ye Yang continued to give orders, and with the fall of the two buckets of feces, those two people were also covered in stench.

  Zhang Tianhe laughed: "Zi Yu, you're really something!"

  Ye Yang chuckled lightly: "In my hometown, the best way to get revenge is to carry a bucket of feces into the street and give whoever looks unpleasant a scoop!"

  "Haha, it's really refreshing!"

  Zhang Tianhe leaped forward and punched out three loud punches!

  "Xing Tian's Third Rage!"

  The tiger's fierce blow sent Zhang Yun crashing to the ground, his chest armor shattered into pieces!

  Zhang Tianhe was furious, a strong and powerful spinning kick, another second-level master Qin Niu was shaken back repeatedly, this person's body surface floated with a layer of golden light, emitting a low hum!

  Zhang Tianhe was taken aback: "Hmph, Earthly Qi protecting his body? Go die!"

  Swift and fierce second strike, Zhang Tianhe's strength has already entered the third level of the Grand Earth Realm. He can't handle three second-level powerhouses, but taking on a single second-level expert is more than enough.

  Chen Sheng grabbed Qin Niu's neck and Zhang Tianhe shouted loudly!

  "Crack!"

  That sturdy man like an ox was twisted to death on the spot, and the surrounding people were stunned. After a while, a burst of applause erupted.