"Cough! Cough! "
The little boy limped to the front of the old courtyard. While coughing, he moved his feet with great difficulty.
In front of the courtyard, there were several limestone steps.
To an ordinary person, these few steps were something that could be easily crossed with a single step. However, for this lame boy, it was a difficult and painful torture.
"Huff! Huff! "
The little boy climbed up the steps with great difficulty. While supporting his injured lame leg, his little face was filled with pain. Sweat dripped down from his forehead.
At the entrance of the courtyard, there were two tall and sturdy middle-aged men. These two men were the servants of the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan.
Seeing the little boy moving his feet with great difficulty and pain, these two servants did not have any intention to help. Instead, they crossed their arms and sneered mockingly.
"Young Master, you're really lucky! Even after being bitten by the Poison Dragon, you still won't die! "
One of the servants sneered, "In order to expel the poison from your body, the old man probably won't live for more than two days. Wait until the old man dies, hehe … "
"Chi! What Young Master? I heard the Master of the Rain Clan say that this brat might not be the Young Master! "
The other servant curled his lips in disdain, "It's very likely that he's the descendant of that old man in the manor."
"The old man is about to die. Young Master, why are you still holding on like this? Aren't you tired? Wait until the old man dies, then you might as well follow him … hehe! "
The second ancestral land, the land of exile. Ever since this "Young Master" arrived, the Rain Clan had continuously bribed the servants of the manor.
The two servants at the entrance of the courtyard had already been bribed by the Rain Clan.
The "old man" that the servant spoke of was the person in charge of the second ancestral land of the Stone Clan. At this moment, this person was about to die, and the servants were becoming more and more unrestrained.
"You … Nonsense! Grandfather won't die! Cough cough! "
The little boy painfully raised his head and loudly retorted. Just as he said this, he started to cough violently again.
"Chi!"
The servant sneered. He was too lazy to pay attention to this so-called "Young Master."
After the little boy walked up the steps with great difficulty and entered the courtyard. The two servants began to discuss again.
"Say, if he really isn't the Young Master, why would the Master of the Rain Clan spend so much effort to kill him?"
"Whether he is the real Young Master or not, no one can be sure. To the lord of the Rain Clan, regardless of whether it was true or not, he would kill him first. Even if I killed the wrong person, so what? "
"That's true."
While the servants were discussing, the little boy had already returned to the courtyard.
"Child!"
An old man with a face full of death was lying on the bed. He was on the verge of death. The old man's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the two to three year old boy who was limping in.
"Child, don't blame your great-grandfather. Grandpa Fifteen's descendant was a natural born supreme being. He shouldn't have died like this. Great-grandfather knows this is unfair to you. "
The old man trembled as he held the little boy's hand, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Child, I'm going to die! After I die, you also … "
The old man paused for a moment and remained silent, as if he couldn't bear to tell the cruel truth to this young child.
"Grandfather, don't die!"
Tears rolled down from the little boy's eyes. He held the old man's hand tightly, as if he was trying his best to save the old man's life.
"Poor child!"
The old man reached out his other hand, wanting to caress the little boy's face. His hand reached out halfway, but it suddenly fell down, unable to move. The old man who was on his last breath had already breathed his last.
"Great-grandfather …"
Even though the little boy was young, he knew that his grandfather had already left forever!
"The old man is dead?"
Hearing the little boy's cries, the two servants looked at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces.
"Since the old man is already dead, then …"
One of the servants reached out his hand and made a chopping motion.
"Don't!"
The other servant hurriedly stopped him. "Even if the lord of the Rain Clan gave us orders, we still can't do it openly. The wasteland is very dangerous. It's normal for a child to have some accidents happen. "
"Hehe! Makes sense! Makes sense! "
The other servant raised his thumb and nodded in agreement.
"Poor little guy."
Li Yu's figure flashed and appeared in the courtyard, appearing in front of the little boy.
"You … who are you?"
A figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The little boy who was immersed in pain raised his head vigilantly, looking at Li Yu with a face full of vigilance.
In the wasteland, facing countless dangers, it was difficult for the human race to survive. Children matured relatively early. Children of eleven or twelve years old could get married and have children.
Even though this little boy was only two or three years old, his wisdom was equivalent to a five or six year old child.
"I am Grand Supreme."
Li Yu nodded at the little boy, then looked at the old man who had passed away on the bed and sighed. "He's so young, yet he's already suffered so much. Truly pitiful."
Li Yu's sigh was indeed sincere.
A two or three year old child was simply a treasure in the palm of his hand in the world he came from. How could he be allowed to suffer any grievances?
Now, this little guy had suffered all kinds of torture, and even his legs were crippled. He was truly too pitiful.
"Pitiful little guy."
Li Yu looked at the little guy with pity. He waved his hand, and a bit of spiritual light rushed out from his fingertip, entering the little guy's body.
This was a drop of Creation Divine Spring from the Undying Mountain.
The water of the Divine Spring could revive the dead and regrow flesh and bones. This bit of spiritual light entered the little boy's body, and endless vitality bloomed, washing and nourishing the little boy's entire body.
"This is …"
The little boy's entire body trembled, and his entire body bloomed with a brilliant light. It was as if a handful of dry wood had been added to a bonfire that was about to go out, and it burned fiercely.
If Li Yu had not isolated this room, this light would have definitely alarmed many people.
A moment later, the light disappeared.
"I … I'm already fine?"
The little boy was shocked to find that all the injuries on his body had recovered. Even his crippled leg had returned to normal.
"Are you the cultivator that great-grandfather mentioned?"
The little boy looked at Li Yu in shock and hurriedly thanked Li Yu. "Thank you for saving me, master!"
"I am a cultivator!"
Li Yu nodded. "Child, are you willing to cultivate with me?"
Li Yu really couldn't bear to play any tricks on a two or three-year-old child, nor could he bear to play any fortuitous encounters.
"Can I?"
The little boy was pleasantly surprised. He hurriedly knelt in front of Li Yu. "Master, please accept me as your disciple!"
"Get up!"
Li Yu reached out to help the little boy up. "Since you have already become a disciple of the Supreme Palace, then you are the current successor of the Supreme Palace. Child, you will definitely become the supreme being of the world! "
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