Uncle Fu's son and daughter-in-law were beaten to death due to gambling debts.
Xiao Cao was almost sold to a brothel. Fortunately, Uncle Fu arrived in time and used the Ye Clan's influence to save Xiao Cao. Xiao Cao stayed in the Ye Clan as a servant for the genius Ye Mei.
Xiao Cao would often make clothes for Ye Mo. The clothes and shoes that Ye Mo was wearing were all made by Xiao Cao.
Ye Mo and Xiao Cao could be considered childhood sweethearts, a pair of innocent friends.
"Uncle Fu, what's going on? What happened to Xiao Cao? "Ye Mo asked anxiously.
"Xiao Cao knows you've been unhappy lately, so she said she wanted to make some clothes for you. She told me not to tell you because she wanted to give you a surprise. However, just now, when Xiaocao came to deliver some clothes for you, Ye Ming stopped her at the field in the back garden. Not only did he tear the clothes, but he also beat Xiaocao up. He said that if you don't go over now, he will beat her to death. "
Uncle Fu wiped away his tears. Xiao Cao was the only family he had left.
Ye Mo frowned. It was obvious that Ye Mingming was purposely making things difficult for Xiao Cao because of him. Ye Mo immediately said, "Uncle Fu, go and tell Ye Mei about this. Xiao Cao is her servant, so I'm sure she won't ignore it. I'll go over now."
Then, Ye Mo ran towards the field in the backyard of the Ye Clan. He had beaten up Ye Xiaotian, and Ye Ming was obviously doing this to get revenge.
Although Ye Ming was not very talented, he had opened four Mortal Gates. He could be considered the strongest in the Body Strengthening Realm. Although Ye Mo had the help of Dragon Power, his speed could not keep up with Ye Ming. If Ye Mo had opened the Mortal Gate in his brain, he might have been able to fight Ye Ming.
However, Ye Mo could not care less. Xiao Cao was Uncle Fu's grandson and his sister. He had to save her.
It was not uncommon for Ye Clan members to beat a servant to death.
Within a few breaths, Ye Mo arrived at the grass field in the backyard. He saw Ye Ming standing there with a mocking look on his face. Behind him was a skinny figure. It was Xiao Cao. Xiao Cao's body was covered in blood. Ye Mo was instantly enraged.
Xiaocao was just an ordinary person and didn't know how to cultivate. How could she withstand such a vicious beating?
However, Ye Ming was a direct descendant. Even if he killed Xiaocao, the maidservant, he would not be punished. Meanwhile, Ye Xiaotian stood behind Ye Ming with his hands wrapped in bandages. He looked ferocious.
When Ye Ming saw Ye Mo, he sneered and said, "I didn't expect you to really come here to die. Little Tian, what do you want to do?"
"If you want this girl to live, break your own limbs and lick my toes," Ye Xiaotian said as he kicked off his cloth shoes. He even stepped on the muddy ground a few times.
"Sob sob sob, Young Master Ye Mo, don't worry about me. You are the high and mighty Young Master. Xiao Cao is just a lowly life." Xiaocao didn't know where she got the strength to shout. Xiaocao's delicate and slightly thin face was already covered in blood.
"Ye Ming, don't you think it's shameful for you to bully a defenseless servant?" Ye Mo said coldly.
"Shameless? Hitting Ye Xiaotian is the same as hitting me. No one in the Ye Clan dares to mess with me. " Ye Ming said as he stepped on Xiaocao's face. "Little Tian, go and lick his toes. If he doesn't, I'll stomp on her head until it explodes."
"Hehe, thank you, Brother Ye Ming!" Ye Xiaotian said as he staggered a few steps forward.
"Ye Mo, come and lick it, or else this servant's life will be in danger."
"Don't lick it!" Xiaocao said weakly as she curled up on the ground.
Ye Mo clenched his fists and looked at Ye Ming and Ye Xiaotian angrily. "Fine, I'll lick it!"
Ye Mo slowly walked to Ye Xiaotian's side and squatted down. The Spirit Weapon on his right hand had already absorbed a stream of Dragon Energy. Ye Xiaotian looked at Ye Mo with a smile on his face. Ye Ming's face was also filled with mockery, as if he was watching a joke.
"Hahaha, Ye Mo, weren't you very arrogant? Didn't you say that you would beat me up every time you see me? " Ye Xiaotian laughed heartily.
"Lick it!"
Ye Mo lowered his head and narrowed his eyes. His right hand grabbed Ye Xiaotian's leg and exerted a bit of force. Two stones of strength exploded, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard. Ye Xiaotian screamed in pain again.
Ye Ming's expression changed drastically. He did not expect Ye Mo to have the guts to fight back. Not only was Ye Mo no match for him, he still had a hostage in his hands.
Ye Mo lifted Ye Xiaotian up, and before Ye Ming could even react, Ye Mo threw Ye Xiaotian at him like a weapon. Ye Ming caught Ye Xiaotian with both hands, and the powerful attack knocked Ye Ming back a few steps. Ye Xiaotian even fainted from the impact.
Ye Mo rushed over and picked up Xiaocao, who was curled up on the ground, and ran away.
"Trying to run? It won't be that easy! "Ye Ming quickly threw Ye Xiaotian down and charged towards Ye Mo.
Windward Dash!
A Mid-grade Spirit Level martial technique of the Ye Clan, suitable for martial artists below the Spirit Cultivating Realm. Once mastered, the user's body could transform into a gust of wind, and their speed would increase exponentially.
Ye Ming had already opened the Mortal Gates in his legs, and his speed was already faster than Ye Mo's. Coupled with the Windward Dash, Ye Ming caught up to Ye Mo in the blink of an eye, and he reached for Ye Mo's head with one hand.
"Die!" The two streams of Dragon Energy were absorbed by the Mortal Gate in his right hand. Ye Mo turned around and punched Ye Ming. The fist and palm collided, and all four stones of strength were injected into Ye Ming's arm.
Ye Ming's expression changed drastically. His arm was broken, and he was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground. His face was filled with pain.
"All of you, come out and beat this Ye Mo to death!" Ye Ming shouted in pain, holding his arm.
Then, the five servants hiding in the field quickly surrounded Ye Mo. These five servants were all martial artists who had opened three or four Mortal Gates, and one of them had even reached the Spirit Cultivating Realm. All five servants held wooden sticks in their hands.
One of the servants swung the stick at Ye Mo's head, and the wooden stick made a whistling sound, showing the strength of the attack.
"Pa la!" Ye Mo blocked the stick with his right fist, but the stick did not break. Instead, Ye Mo's right hand went numb from the impact.
It was a Mortal Weapon!
Weapons were also divided into different grades, from the lowest to the best: Mortal Weapon, Magic Weapon, Spirit Weapon, Bejewelled Weapon, Celestial Weapon, Immortal Weapon, and Deity Weapon. Mortal Weapons and Magic Weapons were relatively common weapons. Mortal Weapons could not be infused with Yuanli, but they were extremely hard. If it was a normal stick, it would have broken long ago.
"What are you waiting for? Keep fighting! "
Except for the servant who was in the Spirit Cultivating First Realm, the other four servants in the Body Strengthening Realm all swung the sticks in their hands at Ye Mo. Ye Mo was holding Xiao Cao in his left hand, and being surrounded by four people, he could only use his right hand to protect his head.
Although as long as his Energy Center was not destroyed, any injury could be healed with pills, a heavy blow to the head could turn him into a retard.
Crack! Crack! The sticks kept hitting Ye Mo's right arm, and the black Dragon Energy in his right hand's Mortal Gate was slowly being depleted.
"Oh no! I'm out of Dragon Energy. "As soon as the Dragon Energy disappeared, Yuanli automatically rushed to the Mortal Gate, replenishing the strength in Ye Mo's right arm. But how could ordinary elemental energy withstand the attack of a mortal weapon?
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