In the gloomy underground chamber, a lamp suddenly lit up. The light quickly spread out, expelling the darkness outside of its ray.
This was a specially made candle flame in the He Family Manor. Every secret underground room had one. As long as it was lit up, although it wasn't as bright as day, as long as a cultivator's inner strength was above 30%, they would be able to see it clearly.
He Yiming put down the lampshade and came to the center of the secret room.
The blade from yesterday seemed to be right in front of his eyes. At that time, even he couldn't understand how he could suddenly display such a stunning blade.
At that time, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to save his grandfather from the mouth of the Golden-crowned Python.
It was because of this thought that he threw away all other thoughts. As if possessed by a ghost, he combined the three different types of inner strength cultivation methods into one and displayed the blade that was beyond his imagination.
However, at this moment, when he wanted to review the situation of the blade again, he was shocked to find that he couldn't reproduce the scene at all.
The inner strength in his body was still incomparably powerful and he could control it as he wished. The problem was that he could only use one type of inner strength cultivation method. Not to mention using three cultivation methods at the same time, even using two cultivation methods at the same time was impossible.
He didn't know why this was, but in a situation where he couldn't use the three cultivation methods at the same time, it was simply impossible for him to reproduce the blade.
He Yiming sighed softly. After many fruitless attempts, he finally gave up helplessly.
He also knew that it was already very impressive for him to be able to execute such an earth-shattering move by chance. If it was really that easy to master, then it would be strange.
Because of this, although he wasn't in a good mood, he definitely wasn't dispirited.
He Yiming sat down cross-legged and practiced all three types of inner strength cultivation methods that he had cultivated.
He wasn't afraid of not knowing the goods, but he was afraid of comparing them.
After comparing the facts, He Yiming couldn't help but admit that the Lie Flame Technique that he had obtained from the Xu Family was indeed faster than the Mixed Yuan Force and Ripple Technique in terms of cultivation speed.
Every time he cultivated, not only would his meridians feel warm and comfortable, his inner strength would also increase a little.
The name of a top-notch cultivation technique was indeed well-deserved.
He Yiming thought for a moment. Although he was reluctant to give up the Primeval Chaos Force, he still decided to focus on cultivating the Lie Flame Technique in the future and improve his strength as soon as possible.
The bell in the secret room suddenly rang. He Yiming glanced at it and felt suspicious. Who else would come looking for him?
He left the secret room and went outside to take a look. It turned out to be his father, He Quan Ming.
She hurriedly invited her father into the house and found a jar of tea leaves that had been stored for God knows how long and made a cup for the old man.
He Quan Ming looked at the cup of half-hot tea on the table, and the dark and swarthy little teacup floating on the water like cockroach droppings. In the end, he didn't have the courage to pick it up and drink it. He could only let down his son's filial piety.
He coughed lightly and said, "Yiming, I came to find you today because I want to test your homework."
"My homework?" He Yiming was slightly surprised and said, "Father, is there such a rule in the family?"
He Quan Ming shook his head and said, "No, I'm just a little curious about your cultivation progress."
He Yiming immediately understood that this must be because of the blade yesterday.
"Yiming, tell me honestly. Have you already broken through the barrier of the seventh layer and advanced to the eighth layer?" He Quan Ming's face was extremely serious. He stared at his son without blinking, as if he was afraid to hear a negative answer from his son's mouth.
He Yiming hesitated for a moment. In his heart, he thought that not only did he cultivate to the eighth layer, but he also cultivated to the ninth layer.
Of course, he could not say that out loud. He chuckled and tried his best to look harmless. He nodded and answered, "Father, you're very observant. After yesterday's trip on the mountain, I've indeed broken through the limit and advanced to the eighth layer."
He meant that he didn't reach the eighth layer, but he was frightened by the strange snake on the mountain, so he broke through.
He Quan Ming's eyes immediately shone brightly, and an expression of extreme surprise and joy appeared on his face.
After yesterday's battle with the spirit beast, everyone was in a daze. Not only were they shocked by the spirit beast's remarkable abilities, but they were also taken aback by He Yiming's unbelievable blade.
Therefore, after dispersing yesterday, no one, including Old Man He, had thought that since He Yiming was able to release such a slash, then his cultivation had already improved by a step.
He Quan Ming came because he was curious, but he was also there to inquire about the news on behalf of everyone else.
Now that he had received his son's acknowledgement, he was naturally overjoyed.
He Quan Ming reached out a hand and forcefully suppressed his excitement. He said, "Yiming, come and try."
He Yiming was helpless. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. The elders in his family were all like this. Every time a disciple broke through the limit, they would come and test their strength by clapping their hands. It had become an unwritten rule in the family.
He Yiming reached out his hand calmly. He Yiming's and his father's hands touched. Both of their inner forces were activated at the same time, but they withdrew as soon as they touched.
However, at this moment, He Quanming had already sensed the powerful force contained within Yi Ming's palm.
This was a power so powerful that even he had to be wary of it.
The eighth layer, it was indeed the inner force of the eighth layer …
He Quan Ming finally could not hold back the joy in his heart and laughed out loud.
He Quan Ming's heart was filled with pride as he looked at his son in front of him. This fourteen-year-old boy had already reached the same level of internal strength as him at such a young age.
He clearly remembered that one and a half years ago, He Yiming was still depressed about how to break through the limit of the fifth layer. However, in the blink of an eye, in this short one and a half years, he had reached a level where he could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
He Quan Ming's decades of hard work had been caught up by someone in one and a half years. However, he did not feel depressed or jealous at all.
Because the person who had achieved so much was his son, He Quan Ming's son.
Thinking of this, his laughter grew louder. The thought in his heart became more and more refreshing. His face was full of smiles.
He Yiming was tongue-tied as he looked at his father who was so happy that he seemed to have gone mad. He really did not understand why he suddenly became like this.
If one was not a father, they would never be able to understand the feelings of parents that came from the bottom of their hearts.
However, there were only a few parents who could truly look forward to this day. Most parents would only end up with a mediocre child in the end.
Therefore, when He Quan Ming knew that his son, at the age of fourteen, had already achieved as much as him, the ecstasy in his heart could be imagined.
Suddenly, a few figures appeared outside the door. With He Wu De as the leader, the few elders were all present.
He Quan Ming hurriedly stopped smiling and nodded to everyone. He said, "I've tested it. Yiming has already reached the eighth layer of inner force."
Everyone's faces were filled with joy. Even if they had already guessed it, when it was confirmed, it was a different feeling.
Just as everyone was filled with emotions, a steward of the manor suddenly appeared and handed a letter to the old man.
He Wu De opened it and looked at it. Instantly, he was shocked. Then, the smile on his face disappeared.
After a moment, he said in a low voice, "The Cheng Family sent a letter saying that they have found out the origins of the thieves who attacked the Cheng Manor last time."
He Yiming's heart skipped a beat. He asked first, "Who were they?"
Originally, the third generation's children had no right to intervene when the elders were discussing matters. Even He Yitian would not speak easily. However, at this moment, after He Yiming spoke, no one expressed dissatisfaction. Even his father tacitly agreed that he had the right.
Yesterday's battle and the fact that he had reached the eighth layer of inner force were enough to raise his status in the family to this height.
He Wu De handed the letter to him and said, "Those people were a group of mounted bandits from outside. After hearing about the thousand-year-old blood ginseng, they decided to snatch it at the last minute. However, the strange thing was that these people failed in the end. They did not manage to snatch the blood ginseng, so they still refused to leave. Thus, the Cheng Family caught one of them and tortured him to find out the reason. "
He Yiming read the letter and silently handed it to his eldest uncle. In his heart, he thought, 'Of course these people failed because the blood ginseng is in my hands.'
He Wu De pondered for a moment and said, "The Cheng Family planned to catch all of these people in one fell swoop. However, among them, there was a cultivator who had reached the ninth layer of inner force. Even if Cheng Ningsheng personally made a move, he was not confident that he could capture this person. Thus, he asked us for help. What do you think? "
He Quan Yi said, "Father, they only asked us for help. What about the Xu Family?"
He Wu De shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know. The letter did not mention it. However, the Xu Family should also be involved."
He Quan Ming read the letter and said slowly, "Father, that group of mounted bandits was unscrupulous in the county town. The Cheng Manor suffered more than a hundred casualties overnight. The old, the weak, the women, and the children were all dead. It was truly tragic." He paused and said, "If we let this group of mounted bandits run rampant, then the Cheng Manor will suffer today. In the future, it might be our He Family Manor's turn."
When he said this, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally looked towards the He Family's courtyard.
Everyone immediately knew that if the news of the Cheng Family killing the spirit beast was leaked, it was hard to guarantee that the mounted bandits would not come looking for them.
Light flashed through He Wude's eyes as he said, "You're right. Quan Xin, Quan Ming, take Yiming and Yitian with you. You must make sure these crazy fellows stay here!"
PS: Looks like he's still short of a hundred votes to be second place ^ _ ^
I don't want to be first, but I'm looking forward to being second. Brothers and sisters, please give me some encouragement. Thank you …
[Book ID = 1429437, Book name = "Warring States Miscellaneous Scholar Lu Buwei"]
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