Xie Wudi, a servant, came from the Qi Manor of the Qin Dynasty.
Living in the Qi Manor, with low cultivation talent, Xie Wudi lived a life worse than a pig or a dog.
But he did not resist. Pigs and dogs could still live. If they resisted, they would only be slaughtered and eaten.
Until he was tied up and watched as the servant girl he treated like a sister was raped to death by the Crown Prince of the Qi Manor.
"Awesome, haha."
After pulling up his pants, the heir didn't even look at Xie Wudi and swaggered off.
When Xie Wudi finished cultivating all nine techniques, he crushed the Crown Prince's head with his foot.
Xie Tian was not in the mood to empathize with Xie Wudi. As he followed, he became more and more confused.
"Why are Xie Wudi's nine cultivation techniques so different from mine …?"
As for the difference, it was because the nine techniques Xie Wudi cultivated were more lethal and powerful.
He got the answer to this question when he saw Xie Wudi vomiting blood under the thousand-foot waterfall.
"The first nine sets of cultivation methods that I cultivated were incomplete."
Xie Tian was not angry or resentful.
Because Xie Wudi had no reason to leave him the complete nine techniques.
And because Xie Tian had relied on his own hard work and finally found the real nine techniques in the battle between Chu Lingxian and Celestial Garment.
"It's a pity that the Nine Words Technique only has nine words, but I only comprehended half of the word tremble …"
Now, Xie Tian finally knew the true name of the nine techniques. They were called the Nine Words Technique.
At the same time, he understood that compared to his cultivation talent, Xie Wudi was not just a little bit weaker.
Because of the Nine Words Technique, Xie Wudi had cultivated for three years and only comprehended half of the word tremble.
But this was not worth celebrating, only frightening.
"Even someone as weak as Xie Wudi could become the number one in the nine states three thousand years ago …"
Xie Wudi's legacy of the Evil Emperor was so terrifying!
The days following Xie Wudi were extremely boring.
This was equivalent to Xie Tian walking his own path all over again. Moreover, those who walked on this path of becoming enemies with the world were not much better than him.
In fact, Xie Tian was always fair and objective, and even Xie Wudi was inferior to him.
And the reason why Xie Wudi survived was still because of the terrifying legacy of the Evil Emperor.
When a cloud appeared in the sky, Xie Tian knew that Xie Wudi's first dao fruit had arrived.
In order to wait for this Dao Fruit, Xie Wudi had waited for another four years after reaching the peak of the Brute Force Realm.
Xie Tian knew very well that Xie Wudi had been preparing for the evil vein for the past four years.
Four years of preparation was a sign of caution, but it also reflected Xie Wudi's fear.
"If you can't obtain the Evil Dao Fruit, the inheritance of the Evil Emperor will leave you …"
As if he saw the towering tree that pierced through the sky again, Xie Tian smiled, stood up from the stone, and walked towards the young Xie Wudi.
With every step he took, he looked younger. At 365 steps, Xie Tian returned to his twelve-year-old self in the Yin Shen Stronghold.
And at this moment, Xie Wudi, who had not looked at Xie Tian for seven years, finally looked at Xie Tian, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.
"Defeat me and pass this stage."
Xie Tian nodded, raised his right hand, and with a thunderous sound, punched out.
Seeing this, Xie Wudi's vicissitudes of life flashed in his eyes, and then …
Punching out, punching, spitting blood, flying.
"Is that enough?" Xie Tian retracted his unharmed right hand, looked at the fallen Xie Wudi, and asked softly.
Xie Wudi looked deeply at Xie Tian, the corners of his mouth revealing a look of relief that did not match his age.
"I am very pleased."
With these four words, the world changed, and Xie Tian returned from his twelve-year-old self to his almost eighteen-year-old self.
After defeating Xie Wudi, who was also in the Brute Force Realm, with one punch, Xie Tian felt even more bored.
Because Xie Wudi was in the Inner Qi Realm, the same as him, the Book of Qi.
But there were two more words before the Book of Qi: Zenith Heaven.
Xie Tian did not know what the Book of Qi was, but he suddenly realized that perhaps he could really be called Xie Wudi's successor.
Because of the incomplete Nine Words Cultivation Method, and the Book of Qi that lacked the words "Zenith Heaven", he was no longer the successor of the Evil Emperor.
The Book of Qi was also terrifying, allowing Xie Wudi to enter two realms in advance, and begin to absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.
Inner energy transformed from the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was far more powerful than Connate Inner Qi.
Because of this terrifying inner energy, Xie Wudi, who was not very talented, became a genius killer in the eyes of the Qin Dynasty.
This genius cultivated hard in the Inner Qi Realm, until he reached the Great Completion of the Inner Qi Realm at the age of twenty-five.
But Xie Wudi's expression was unusually ugly, because the second cloud that appeared above his head was only five hundred feet tall.
"Sage-grade Dao fruit, Xuan core …"
Xie Tian would never forget this Dao Fruit in his life.
Because this was the first Dao fruit that the Dark Blade had devoured.
After devouring it, Xie Tian reached the Inner Qi Realm Stage Eleven, and gained the Dark Blade's approval and help.
"How can this be, how can this be …" Xie Wudi looked up at the sky, his evil eyes filled with indignation. "Why is it not a Supreme Dao fruit, why not!"
But Xie Tian knew the reason.
First, the Internal Qi Supreme Dao fruit was the most difficult of the Ten Realms to obtain.
Second, Xie Wudi's talent was so poor that even if he cultivated the Evil Emperor's legacy, he could only obtain a Sage-grade Dao fruit.
After venting his anger for a while, Xie Wudi stood up from his cross-legged position.
At the same time, Xie Tian stood up again. As he walked toward Xie Wudi, he turned into his twelve-year-old self.
By now, Xie Wudi was twenty-five years old, two heads taller than Xie Tian.
"Defeat me and pass this stage."
Xie Tian wanted to tell Xie Wudi that he was now at the Inner Qi Realm Stage Eleven, and that his body was close to the Force realm.
But after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea and punched again.
This time, his right fist turned golden, causing Xie Wudi's pupils to shrink!
Pfft!
"Shi- Tremor Fist …" Xie Wudi looked at the right arm stuck in his chest, puzzled.
Xie Tian nodded and replied softly, "Yes."
"Gold, gold inner force …"
"I've broken through to the Inner Qi Realm Stage Eleven, and my inner force has turned golden."
Xie Wudi was in a daze for a long time before his weathered evil eyes brightened.
"I'm very relieved."
As the world changed again, Xie Wudi's eyes appeared in Xie Tian's mind.
He realized that the gratification in her eyes was not fake at all.
"What are you relieved about …"
Xie Tian murmured and walked toward Xie Wudi, who was at the Innate Realm.
After the third Tremor Fist, the world changed, and he came to the era when Xie Wudi was at the Dharmic Realm. He saw the even more terrifying legacy of the Evil Emperor, and the terrifying Xie Wudi because of it.
"Heretic God Incantation …"
Seeing those three words, Xie Tian smiled.
That's right. How could a cultivation method that made Xie Wudi the strongest in three thousand years become a common Army God Incantation? That's what Xie Tian thought.
"Heretic God Incantation has a total of one hundred and eight waves. If I can cultivate to the height of thirty-six waves, my cultivation speed will double. I wonder when I can reach that level …"
Xie Wudi, who had trained hard between life and death, sighed at the bleakness of his future.
But Xie Tian knew that it was impossible for Xie Wudi to reach thirty-six waves in the Dharmic Realm.
Because Xie Wudi's Evil Bloodline had only evolved twice.
And because in Xie Tian's eyes, thirty-six waves of the Heretic God Incantation was equivalent to seventy-two waves of the Army God Incantation.
Four years later, with the help of the Heretic God Incantation's eighteen waves, Xie Wudi reached the peak of the Dharmic Realm.
"Brute Force for seven years, Inner Qi for six years, Innate Stage for five years, Dharmic Power for four years …"
Xie Tian thought about Xie Wudi's shorter and shorter cultivation time as he walked toward Xie Wudi, who was in his thirties.
"Defeat me and pass this stage."
Xie Tian thought about it and didn't punch.
"Why aren't you punching?" Xie Wudi asked with a smile.
Xie Tian smiled. "Let's compete. My Army God Incantation against your Heretic God Incantation."
"Why?"
"Otherwise, it'll be too boring."
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