On the morning of the second day, the wind blew gently and brought a cool chill to the morning.
A faint ray of light flickered in the sky, and the sun finally revealed its true form. The light scattered across the land and this day began as usual.
However, for some people, this day was not simple.
As soon as He Yiming stepped out of the room, he could already feel that the entire air seemed to be filled with a heavy pressure.
Those who could live here were the core members of the Yu family. They naturally knew what day it was.
They had waited for too long on this day.
He Yiming stopped in his tracks. He quietly sensed the information coming from the pressurized space. What made him feel strange was that he seemed to have captured a bit of power from this information.
Of course, this was only his feeling because this power was too strange. Even he could only faintly sense a bit of it.
However, when He Yiming sensed this power, a very strange phrase appeared in his mind: "the hearts of the people."
Of course, this did not refer to everyone in the world but the hearts of everyone in this area.
When this spread to those who could accept it, they seemed to be able to feel a hundred times more confident.
He Yiming stood on the side for a while and saw Yu Mufei striding towards him.
At this time, Yu Mufei's expression was very heavy. He Yiming could faintly see a flash of sorrow in the depths of his eyes.
Although Yu Mufei hid it very well, He Yiming keenly caught the feeling in his heart that he never let others know.
"Brother He, are you ready?" Yu Mufei asked slowly. His voice revealed a very serious feeling.
He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "Please lead the way, Brother Yu."
Yu Mufei turned and walked forward. He Yiming slowly followed behind. Along the way, He Yiming noticed that there were countless open and hidden sentries here. It was not an exaggeration to say that there was a sentry every three steps and a sentry every five steps.
These people also had a solemn look on their faces. Their gazes swept over Yu Mu Fei and He Yiming, placing their deepest hopes on someone.
He Yiming's heart sank as he walked. He seemed to feel a certain power again.
This power was called responsibility. He seemed to have placed the hopes of too many people.
He Yiming cursed in his heart. Today was really strange …
Helping Elder Yu form the Five Element Body was naturally an important matter for the Yu family. However, as He Yiming had said before, this matter had nothing to do with him. It was only related to the Yu family.
But since this was the case, why did his heart become so heavy?
The original phrase of "the hearts of the people" appeared in his heart again.
He suddenly stopped and looked around. The solemn atmosphere and the hope in people's eyes seemed to have formed a power that could move him.
Inexplicably, his heart started to waver. He even had the thought of disregarding everything to help Elder Yu form the Five Element Body.
Yu Mufei paused and turned around. "Brother He, what are you doing?"
He Yiming shook his head slightly. He could not tell the truth about this special feeling. He Yiming gestured that it was okay and pointed forward.
Yu Mufei stilled but still nodded and continued forward.
He Yiming's identity was very different from the last time he came. Adding on the fact that the Yu family had something to ask of him, he naturally could not nitpick on such trivial matters.
Not long after, they arrived at a huge room.
Yu Mufei stopped and He Yiming felt two powerful auras coming from inside.
When they were outside, there were many guards. Even if a fly wanted to sneak in, it would not be able to escape the countless pairs of eyes.
However, as they approached, the number of guards decreased at an exponential rate.
There was not a single person within a hundred feet of this place. It seemed that there was no one else other than the people in the room.
However, when they arrived, He Yiming started to look around as if he was looking for something.
Yu Mufei said respectfully, "Old ancestor, third uncle, Great Venerable He has arrived."
The bald old man Yu Feiyang's voice came from inside. "Invite Great Venerable He in."
At this moment, He Yiming's gaze landed on a corner outside the room. There, a piece of stone suddenly shook slightly.
This was very small. If one did not have outstanding eyesight and look in that direction, they would not have noticed. Even if they did, they would most likely think that their eyes were playing tricks on them.
However, the corners of He Yiming's mouth curled into a slight smile. He was finally completely at ease.
"Brother He, please." Yu Mufei lowered his voice.
He Yiming responded and slowly followed him in.
In the room, there were three people sitting separately. In addition to Yu Feiyang and Yu Wusheng, there was also a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties.
However, although this person looked young, He Yiming believed that he was definitely the oldest among them. Moreover, from the aura that he exuded, one could tell that this person's cultivation was not inferior to the Master Clairvoyant from the Heavenly Lake Faction.
However, the Divine Mathematician had mastered the Divine Divination Technique, and unless one was able to completely suppress him in terms of strength, the only outcome for an expert of the same level who encountered the Divine Mathematician was to be defeated and run away.
Of course, an inhuman creature like 108 was not included in this. The Master Godly Mathematician met 108. Although it was eight lifetimes of bad luck, it was also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.
He Yiming cupped his hands towards the person in the middle and said: "He Yiming from Heavenly Lake greets Old Mister Yu."
Old Mister Yu laughed and said: "Heavenly Lake is truly blessed. Brother He, you have such achievements at such a young age. In the future, you will surpass us and become the number one expert in the world. There is no doubt about it."
He Yiming's expression slightly changed and quickly said: "You are too kind, I do not have such ambitions."
Facing such words, even if He Yiming had more courage, he would not dare to admit it.
Old Mister Yu waved his hand and did not say anything else.
Yu Feiyang stood up and bowed deeply towards He Yiming: "Great Venerable He, I will leave everything to you."
He Yiming nodded and said: "I will do my best."
Yu Feiyang turned his head and glanced at Yu Wusheng. He slowly said: "Good job." Then, he walked out of the room with his hands behind his back.
Yu Mufei raised his head and bowed deeply towards Old Mister Yu, then looked towards Yu Wusheng.
At this moment, he could no longer hold back the feelings he had suppressed in his heart. His calm eyes no longer contained the calmness of the past. Instead, they were filled with heart-wrenching pain and sparkling liquid.
After a single glance, he suddenly turned around and took a step forward.
Yu Wusheng, who had already stood up, suddenly knelt down and heavily kowtowed towards Yu Mufei's back.
Yu Mufei's foot seemed to be nailed to the ground. He quietly listened to the heavy thumping sound behind him. This sound seemed to have replaced his heartbeat. In his ears, in his chest, it was beating heavily.
After three bows and nine kowtows, Yu Wusheng stood up. His forehead was already blood-red.
For a powerhouse from One-Line-Sky to receive such an injury while kowtowing, the only explanation was that he had deliberately suppressed his own Zhen Qi.
These nine kowtows had already poured out everything in his heart. After that, Yu Wusheng turned his face away. His eyes were still as resolute and fanatical as before, as if he had completely cut off all ties with the mortal world. There was no longer a trace of concern.
Yu Mufei finally took a step forward. He walked straight in a seemingly panicked manner, leaving this door without stopping for a moment.
He even forgot to close the door as he dashed out like that.
The door slowly closed. The moment the door was completely shut, a ray of light from a bald head faintly shone into the room, illuminating Yu Wusheng's fearless face.
Old Mister Yu looked at this scene quietly. His expression didn't change at all.
He Yiming felt a chill in his heart. His view of this person had greatly changed.
Yu Wusheng could be considered to be from the same sect as him. Even if he wasn't a direct descendant, their blood relationship definitely wasn't too far apart.
However, in order to temper his Five Elements Body and reach the peak of humanity, he had actually chosen to sacrifice his younger generation to help himself.
For a moment, He Yiming only felt that ethics seemed to have become an absolute joke at this moment.
However, when he glanced at Yu Wusheng's face and saw his unwavering determination, he was once again confused.
Was this choice right or wrong? Was it necessary? Or was it cold-blooded? He was at a loss!
He Yiming suddenly realized that his understanding of human nature was still far from enough.
Perhaps human nature was like the Divine Dao. It wasn't something he could understand at the moment.
Yu Wusheng picked up a small porcelain bottle in front of him and gently opened it. Immediately, a strange fragrance assailed his nostrils.
He Yiming himself was a great alchemy master. With a light sniff, he knew that the elixir inside was incomparably precious. However, the faint pungent smell mixed in with the strange fragrance also made He Yiming understand that this was some kind of elixir that could stimulate human potential.
Yu Wusheng poured out the elixir without hesitation. This was a red elixir the size of a longan. He Yiming's nose twitched a few times.
This smell stimulated his nerves and made him faintly think of something.
Suddenly, this smell appeared in his mind and he couldn't help but blurt out, "Blood Congealing Bead?" (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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