Owl Falling Star, High Yang Country, Jiangning County, Winter.
Cold rain pitter-pattered, mixed with light snow. In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the night was as dark as ink, without a trace of light.
At the foot of the mountain, a youth was lying flat on the ground. His clothes were tattered, and the blood from his wounds had been washed away. The cold rain patted his face, but he still did not wake up, as if he was no longer breathing.
A tyrannical cry resounded through the valley, breaking the silence of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It also woke the youth up. As if he was a corpse, his eyes opened and a cold light shot out, turning into a bolt of lightning that rushed towards the ancient times.
Hua hua …
The lightning struck down and smashed into the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The mountain peak was flattened, and rocks flew everywhere. Countless startled birds spread their wings and rushed into the sky, covering the sky.
The lightning illuminated the earth and the youth. His eyebrows were like swords, and he was very handsome. He looked to be at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and was very young. He was about 1.75 meters tall, but he floated on his heels, not like a cultivator.
"I'm not dead! I, Ye Qinghan, am still alive! "
The hoarse voice seemed to come from hell, filled with the vicissitudes of life and the tempering of time, as if he had lived for thousands of years and experienced the ancient times.
That's right, he was Ye Qinghan, the peerless Revered Martial Artist of Owl War Planet! Ye Qinghan, who had single-handedly established a Fifth Grade Clan! Ye Qinghan, who had fought against a hundred Revered Martial Artists!
"This is not my body …" Ye Qinghan frowned and clenched his fists. His entire body was sore and powerless. Not to mention breaking a star with a single punch, he might not even be able to kill a mouse.
A large amount of memories that did not belong to him poured out, causing a black line to appear between Ye Qinghan's eyebrows.
"He is actually also called Ye Qinghan, only sixteen years old … a trash who cannot open his Qi Sea …" Ye Qinghan's expression became more and more gloomy.
It turned out that the body he possessed was also called Ye Qinghan. At a young age, he only had his mother, Madam Wang, and his sister, Ye Mengxi, who was only five years old. Because there was no labor at home, he had always lived at the bottom of the Ye family. He was bullied and humiliated by others. His mother was powerless to resist, so she could only endure and seek a place to settle down.
This young man could not cultivate, so he became the target of many children's humiliation. Regardless of whether they were from the Ye Clan or the youths from other clans, whenever they saw Ye Qinghan, they would humiliate him to show off their strength.
Recalling this memory, Ye Qinghan's lips curled up slightly. A self-mocking sneer and a murderous aura surged from his body as he muttered, "Looks like you're not only a piece of trash, but also a pitiful worm."
This afternoon, the Ye Clan's Ye Qingfeng, Ye Xiaomeng, and a few others joined forces with the Wang Clan's young masters and ladies to kidnap Ye Qinghan outside the town. They beat him up violently, but they did not expect that he would be beaten to death. They were afraid of taking responsibility, so they simply threw him at the foot of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. However, they did not expect that his body would be possessed by a peerless Martial Revered from Owl War Planet.
"Tsk tsk …" Ye Qinghan laughed at himself. Since when was it the turn of these little fellows to humiliate him like this? His weak body caused him to feel pain. Looking up at the terrible weather, he could not help but tremble. His hair stood on end, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
"Since I've taken over your body, I will help you take care of your mother and sister. Of course, I will also take care of your hatred. Rest assured and go!" Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed coldly as he resolutely stepped towards Wanshan Town.
"Qinghan, where are you?"
"Brother …"
Two shouts swayed in the cold wind, and the voices became weaker and weaker. One was young, and the other was old. They touched Ye Qinghan's heart that was as cold as iron.
"I'm very lucky. At least I have a mother who loves me and a lovely sister. This can be considered a place that warms my heart in this terrible fate." Ye Qinghan quickened his pace and ran towards a dim light.
In the distance, an old woman supported a little girl of about five or six years old. Under the light of the lanterns, the little girl looked like a porcelain doll. Her delicate white face made people want to cherish her. The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, like withered tree bark.
Ye Qinghan's eyes were like torches. Even through the ink-black night, he could see the two people in front of him. He could not help but feel his heart ache. Anger and pity surged from the bottom of his heart.
"Mother, Meng Xi, I'm here!" Ye Qinghan rushed forward and came to the side of Wang Shi and Ye Meng Xi. Looking at Ye Meng Xi who was shivering in the cold wind, his eyes reddened. He directly took her into his arms, wanting to give the last bit of warmth to this child.
Wang Shi looked at the miserable Ye Qinghan and knew that he was beaten again. Trembling slightly, she raised the tattered oil paper umbrella in her hand to his head and cried bitterly.
"Child, I'm sorry. I don't have the ability to protect you …" Wang Shi was in despair. In this era where the earth devoured blood and bones, without strength, one could only be bullied without any room for resistance. She did not know how long this kind of life would continue. If it were not for the fact that she still had the young Ye Meng Xi and Ye Qinghan, she would have committed suicide immediately to end this sad life.
Ye Qinghan's nose turned sour. This was something that a man should do, but a mother's love was boundless. It made people speechless.
"Mother, I found a way to open up the sea of qi! Our lives are going to change. No one will bully us anymore! " Ye Qinghan held the oil paper umbrella and raised it above Wang Shi's head. He carried Ye Meng Xi and walked step by step towards Wanshan Town.
Wang Shi looked at Ye Qinghan in surprise. She could not help but smile bitterly. She felt that her son did not want her to be sad and was deliberately comforting her.
Ye Meng Xi also widened her eyes. Her pure eyes were filled with doubt. Ye Qinghan could not help but smile bitterly. He did not explain anything.
In Wanshan Town, the three great families gathered. They had the intention to dominate. The Wang family, Ye family, and Xu family had joined forces and suppressed each other in order to become the number one family in Wanshan Town.
The first step for cultivators was to cultivate their physical body. It was called the Body Refinement Realm. There were nine stages in the Body Refinement Realm. At the first stage, one's physical body could reach a hundred jin. At the second stage, a punch could reach two hundred jin of strength. At the third stage, four hundred jin of strength. At the fourth stage, eight hundred jin of strength. At the fifth stage, one thousand six hundred jin of strength was enough to break rocks and shatter ordinary iron. At the sixth stage, one's physical body could not be damaged by ordinary iron and could reach a strength of three thousand two hundred jin!
At the seventh stage, there was a threshold. One could burn one's blood and Qi. With the help of blood and Qi, one could reach ten thousand jin of strength! At the eighth stage of the Body Refinement Realm, one could reach twenty thousand jin of strength. A punch could shatter mountains and the ground, and a kick could shatter steel. Wherever one went, no one would dare to disobey them. Thus, they were called the middle stage of the Martial Artist Realm. As for the ninth stage of the Body Refinement Realm, one's strength was so exaggerated that it was indescribable. One's strength could be used to pick up a mountain. With a strength of forty thousand jin, one could kill a ferocious tiger or beast with a single punch!
The strongest people in Wanshan Town were the patriarchs of the three families. They were all at the middle stage of the Martial Artist Realm. However, at that level, no one was willing to kill. As long as they did not die, their families would be able to stand tall in Wanshan Town.
"Martial Artist?" Ye Qinghan curled his lips. A wave of anger surged in his heart. A martial artist who did not even want to protect his own family was just a piece of trash. Were martial artists very strong? Was twenty thousand jin of strength very strong?
Kekeke …
Ye Qinghan could feel Ye Mengxi trembling in his arms. He was even angrier. His iron fist almost crushed the oil paper umbrella.
Returning to the Ye family, Wang Shi tiptoed, afraid that she would alarm others and be humiliated. Looking at Wang Shi's pitiful appearance, Ye Qinghan shook his head.
Ye Qinghan looked at the 'house' in front of him. It was so short that he had to bend over to enter. It was clearly a straw hut made of mud and withered trees at the corner of the Ye family. He had no sense of belonging to the Ye family.
"I want you to live in the palace. Very soon." Ye Qinghan had a thought in his heart. He wanted this mother and daughter to live in the happiest palace. No one could bully them. They were his reverse scale.
"Mother, give Mengxi a hot bath first. Don't let her catch a cold." Ye Qinghan handed Ye Mengxi over to Wang Shi and stood alone outside the door. He ignored Xiao Yu and closed his eyes to feel why this body could not open up the Sea of Qi.
If one could not open up the Sea of Qi, it meant that one could not produce True Qi. Refining one's body would also not produce 'power'. Without power, how could one be considered a cultivator?
Soon, Ye Qinghan found the reason. It turned out that this body had accumulated impurities and blocked the veins. It was a miracle that this body could live to this age, let alone open up the Sea of Qi.
This was not a big problem. For the Great Martial Honor Ye Qinghan, there were ten thousand ways to solve it.
Ye Qinghan gently shook his body. His body gradually warmed up and he started practicing the Ye family's fundamental fist technique. This was not the Ye family fist technique of Wanshan Town, but the fundamental fist technique of the Rank 5 Ye family. It was a Rank 2 martial technique. There was no other Rank 2 martial technique in the entire Wanshan Town!
Ye Qinghan had practiced this set of fist technique countless times. He could even perform it in reverse. His speed became faster and faster. He danced in the wind and cold rain, full of vigor.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
The cold rain shot out and the rain became heavier. Ye Qinghan's speed became faster and faster. Some black impurities gradually appeared on the surface of his body, but they were quickly washed away by the rain. His body emitted a white mist that was steaming hot, helping him resist the cold.
The fundamental fist technique had a total of twelve forms. Ye Qinghan practiced it over and over again. The impurities on the surface of his body increased and he emitted a foul smell. If not for the cold wind blowing away the foul smell, it would have alerted Wang Shi and Ye Mengxi who were in the room.
After an hour, Ye Qinghan suddenly felt a warmth in his dantian. A wave of True Qi flowed through his limbs and bones. Even though it was only a trace, it made him grin.
It did not seem difficult. Since when would a Great Martial Honor be so happy because of a trace of True Qi?
The sea can accommodate hundreds of rivers. It is great to be tolerant!
This trace of True Qi was controlled by Ye Qinghan. One gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, three gave birth to all things, and began to open up the Sea of Qi.
The Sea of Qi had different sizes. A person with a Sea of Qi that was a few hundred miles wide could not be compared to a person with a Sea of Qi that was only a few meters wide! (The internal space of the Sea of Qi was calculated separately)
Most people would not open up a very large Sea of Qi because it meant that it was extremely difficult to advance in cultivation. A cultivator with a Sea of Qi of a hundred miles and a cultivator with a Sea of Qi of ten miles would use up ten times more energy to advance in cultivation!
The Sea of Qi had reached perfection and was nine hundred and ninety miles wide. No one dared to open up their Sea of Qi to this extent. Not to mention Wanshan Town, even Xiao Yun Star did not have many. Although such a Sea of Qi was invincible in the same realm, it was as difficult as ascending to heaven to advance in cultivation!
However, Ye Qinghan wanted to open up his Sea of Qi to perfection. If he wanted to become an Emperor, his Sea of Qi had to be at perfection. Otherwise, the War Emperor Realm would be a joke.
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