The king had already given the order that not a single member of the Wang Family could be spared, not even a baby.
As the saying went, weeds would grow again if the roots were not removed.
If the baby was spared, once he found out about his past and that his parents were killed by the dynasty, the baby would definitely seek revenge for his parents.
"You are too cruel. He was just born," Madam Wang cursed loudly.
She knew that she would not be able to escape death today. She steeled her heart and placed one of her hands on the baby's neck, wanting to strangle her son to death.
Listening to her child's cries, tears rolled down Madam Wang's cheeks. She could not bear to strangle her child to death just like that.
However, if she allowed him to fall into the hands of the imperial guards, he would not have a good ending either.
Rather than that, she might as well strangle her child to death and then commit suicide herself.
"Child, your life is too bitter. You are only 10 days old and have yet to get to know this world. You are about to die."
Madam Wang said with a sobbing tone, "However, there is no point in knowing this world anymore. The Wang Family serves the country and the people, yet the fatuous ruler listened to slander and destroyed the Wang Family."
As she spoke, she steeled her heart and had the urge to strangle her child to death.
However, at that moment, a voice suddenly rang out, "If you trust me, hand your child over to me. I will take care of him for the rest of his life."
Madam Wang raised her head and looked at the man standing in front of her. She did not know when Ye Mo appeared in front of her. Even the imperial guards did not know how Ye Mo appeared.
"You?"
Madam Wang looked at Ye Mo without any hesitation. Or rather, her intuition told her that the man in front of her was extremely reliable. She believed that this man would be able to take care of her child for the rest of his life.
Madam Wang slowly stood up and handed the still crying child to Ye Mo. The moment the child was in Ye Mo's hands, he miraculously stopped crying and even started smiling.
"Don't teach him martial arts!"
Madam Wang warned.
"Alright!"
Ye Mo nodded and carried the baby, preparing to leave.
"Kid, who are you? How dare you stop the imperial guards from doing their job?
"Hack him to death!"
More than a dozen imperial guards attacked one after another. Raising the broadswords in their hands, they slashed at Ye Mo. However, they found that Ye Mo was like a transparent wall. No matter how they slashed at him, they could not reach him.
Ye Mo carried the baby and walked away from them. The guards thought they had seen a ghost and were so scared that they peed their pants.
"From now on, I'll call you Wang Xing. I hope you can live a happy life!"
Ye Mo caressed Wang Xing's tender cheeks, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Then, he left the place of trouble.
.....
In a remote mountain village, there were only a hundred or so families. Each family lived a very simple life. They didn't even know martial arts. The men went out to hunt, and the women sewed and mended at home.
A ten-year-old child, rubbing his eyes, rushed into a courtyard, and shouted to a young man, "Dad, I was bullied by Er Gou again. He said he has opened his Profound Entrance and has extraordinary strength, even greater than adults. He even threatened me, telling me not to play with Hu Niu."
"What? Did Ergou bully you again? I'll go to his house later and talk to Aunt Zhang. "
The young man said.
"Dad, I heard from the uncle next door that you are a martial artist. A few years ago, you even helped the village chase away a few bandits. Can you teach me martial arts?"
The boy looked at his father, his eyes filled with anticipation. If he could learn martial arts, Er Gou wouldn't dare to bully him anymore.
The father and son were Ye Mo and Wang Xing.
Ye Mo had been living in this village for 10 years since he brought Wang Xing with him.
In the blink of an eye, 10 years had passed!
10 years was too short for Ye Mo. However, he had watched Wang Xing grow up. Now, Wang Xing was already 10 years old and had learned to be competitive.
"Don't listen to their nonsense. If I was a martial artist, I would have brought you out of the village long ago and shown you the outside world."
Ye Mo said.
"Oh!"
Wang Xing was slightly disappointed as he walked into the house.
"This child!"
Ye Mo shook his head, his face revealing an expression that didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Evidently, his answer had dampened Wang Xing's enthusiasm.
To them, becoming a martial artist was indeed something they yearned for.
But he had promised Madame Wang that he wouldn't let Wang Xing learn martial arts.
Just like that, the days passed calmly, like clear water, without a single ripple. Amidst the calmness, there was warmth.
As Wang Xing grew up day by day, Ye Mo returned to being an ordinary person. He had no comprehension of the Martial Dao or the Heavenly Dao. Instead, he silently watched Wang Xing, watching him grow from a child to a young man.
However, it was this process that allowed him to have a deeper understanding of eternity. Although this understanding was very vague, it was slowly becoming stronger.
Back then, the Eternal Goddess had told him that if he wanted to understand the true meaning of Eternal Time, he had to adopt a baby and spend the rest of his life with him. If his talent was strong enough, he would be able to understand Eternal Time very quickly and understand the difference between the Martial Dao and the Heavenly Dao.
This kind of understanding had to be understood from the ordinary, to understand what it meant to be a living being and what it meant to be a deity. And Ye Mo's understanding was sublimation from the ordinary.
If an Eternal Realm expert saw Ye Mo, he would definitely be able to tell that he was different.
Another ten years passed. Wang Xing was now 20 years old, but he was extremely thin and weak, like a weak scholar. As for Ye Mo, his appearance had changed as well. He was now middle-aged, and his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life.
Ye Mo helped Wang Xing arrange a few marriages, but the other party didn't agree to any of them.
In the village, marriage was something that would last a lifetime. All the girls in the village wanted to find a strong and healthy man to accompany them for the rest of their lives.
Although Er Gou, who had bullied Wang Xing in the past, still didn't become a martial artist, he married the most beautiful woman in the village.
This was something that made Wang Xing a little envious.
But when Wang Xing was 25, he finally found a wife. Although she wasn't very beautiful, the two of them were truly in love.
That day, Ye Mo drank himself into oblivion. He had never been so happy before. He had long since seen Wang Xing as his own son. When his son got married, he was naturally happy.
After Wang Xing got married, Ye Mo moved out, no longer living with Wang Xing.
Another five years passed. Wang Xing's two children were now five years old. One was called Wang Tian, and the other was Wang Nian. They surrounded Ye Mo all day, asking him to tell them fairy tales.
"Grandpa, grandpa, can Ye Mo stop the Yi Wu Emperor?"
After listening to the story, Wang Tian blinked his big eyes.
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