Chapter 45 - The Hidden Power of Ancient Martial Sects

Ye Tianchen was a go-with-the-flow kind of guy.

He wasn’t like many in society, who were all about the display, the bragging, always trying to show they were a cut above others—so vulgar!

If it hadn’t been for the crisis facing the Ye family, Ye Tianchen would never have laid hands on anyone.

Reborn into this life, he just wanted to lead a carefree life, to read books, peruse newspapers, learn a little more, and possibly become a literary master, happily living with his family.

Because in the apocalypse, Ye Tianchen had been fighting brutal battles from the age of ten.

An orphan adopted and raised by others, he awakened his superpower and fought his way to the Divine Level Realm, becoming a formidable force rarely matched by foes.

In the apocalypse, it was truly a dog-eat-dog world rife with environmental pollution, scarcity of water and food.

Superpower Users roamed the earth, experts from Ancient Martial Sects emerged, and there were mutants, beasts, and even zombies that fed on humans, whose violent and bloody natures led to countless people being eaten alive.

Among the Superpower Users and experts of Ancient Martial Sects, there were both good and evil.

Some helped the wounded and protected humanity, fighting to the death, while others used their strength for personal gain, ruthlessly slaughtering their own kind, devoid of humanity.

So, Ye Tianchen was tired of the life of constant fighting.

He wanted to settle down, but no matter the era, where there were people, there would be conflict.

If you don’t kill, you will be killed—a simple truth.

To protect everything he now had, to safeguard his family, Ye Tianchen had no choice but to clench his fists once more.

Although he didn’t want to kill, should anyone dare to attack, he would show no mercy!

“Big brother, now that you’ve killed Li Tie, the Qin family will definitely be shaken.

If they find out it was you, they will likely send experts to kill you!” Hu Long said worriedly.

“You don’t have to worry about that, kid.

Eat up!” Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

Ye Tianchen had a good impression of Hu Long.

Although Hu Long was not very skilled, he had a fiery spirit and was a true man.

That was what really counted.

Poor skills could be improved with ten or eight years of practice, but innate nature couldn’t be changed.

Some people were fated to be villains for life, while others were born kind-hearted—that’s what the old saying meant: easy to change rivers and mountains, hard to alter one’s nature!

“Big brother, I know I’m not strong and can’t be of much help, but I just want to follow you, even if it’s just to do some small tasks for you!” Hu Long looked earnestly at Ye Tianchen.

“I understand your intentions, kid.

Since I’ve agreed to let you follow me, I will take you to a higher plane.

But you have to work hard for it yourself, and if you don’t measure up, I’ll have you leave,” Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

Ye Tianchen did want to help Hu Long.

They were brothers who had suffered a lot, having lost their parents and not having an easy life.

Hu Long had passion, but lacked the connections to rise higher, which was precisely why Ye Tianchen wanted to give him a hand—of course, that would depend on Hu Long’s own strength.

“I will work hard, big brother!” Hu Long said with determination.

“By the way, have you heard of Wuxue?” Ye Tianchen thought of Wuxue and wanted to learn more about him, because he felt that Wuxue was not an utterly ruthless assassin; otherwise, he wouldn’t have faced him in an honorable duel instead of resorting to a sneak attack.

Ye Tianchen himself was open and aboveboard and always took responsibility for his actions.

It was his innate character, and naturally, he admired those who were the same.

He had sent Wuxue to kill Luo Lei and Luo Tao—now he wondered whether Wuxue had betrayed him or had actually gone to the Luo family to carry out the killings.

“Wuxue?

Big brother, are you talking about Wuxue, the number one assassin in Capital City?” Hu Long looked at Ye Tianchen with surprise, not expecting him to inquire about Wuxue.

“Exactly, do you know anything about him?” Ye Tianchen asked as he took a sip of beer.

Although Hu Long didn’t know why Big Brother Ye Tianchen suddenly asked about Wuxue, the top assassin in Capital City, he had indeed heard of him.

Having been around Capital City for more than a day or two, Hu Long was somewhat of an insider and had his own channels of information.

“I know a bit.

Wuxue is the number one assassin in Capital City, rumored to be an heir of an Ancient Martial Sect.

He grew up an orphan, raised by a garbage-collecting man.

By the time Wuxue was twenty, his adoptive father was already fifty and had been sentenced to life imprisonment for rape and murder.

Wuxue has always wanted to save his adoptive father, which is why he often does favors for powerful forces and families.

Otherwise, with his skills, he wouldn’t have to humiliate himself like that!” Hu Long said.

“Hmm, it sounds like Wuxue is a man of passion.

If it weren’t for wanting to rescue his adoptive father, he wouldn’t work for those powerful forces and families.”

“Yes, big brother.

I’ve heard that Wuxue despises those big families and forces.

If it wasn’t for his adoptive father, he wouldn’t compromise himself.

And I’ve heard that every time he kills, he does it openly and even allows his victims to fulfill their last wishes.

It’s quite extraordinary!” Hu Long said, almost finding it laughable.

“Indeed, that was his style when he came to kill me,” Ye Tianchen nodded and said.

“What?

Brother, Wuxue came to kill you?

Was he sent by the Qin family?”

Upon hearing Ye Tianchen’s words, Hu Long looked at Ye Tianchen in utter shock.

Wuxue was the number one assassin in Capital City, and even with Brother Ye Tianchen’s skills, a confrontation with Wuxue would likely result in a fierce and desperate battle.

Thus, Hu Long couldn’t help but worry about Brother Ye Tianchen.

“It wasn’t the Qin family who sent him.

Wuxue’s skills are indeed very strong, and he is a descendant of the Ancient Martial Sect of Xingyi Boxing.

It wasn’t easy for me to defeat him, but I find him a bit curious.

Most assassins simply complete their assignment and kill their target, yet he insists on telling his targets and allowing them to fulfill their last wishes and leave last words, which is strange.

Moreover, it seems he doesn’t wish to kill indiscriminately, so I asked,” Ye Tianchen explained.

“Brother, you, you’re just too amazing.

Even Wuxue is no match for you.

You’re going to be the number one expert in the whole Capital City!” Hu Long said with great joy.

“You little rascal, what’s this number one expert or not?

Those are all empty titles.

I believe there are many powerful people in this world, and I hope to meet them.

Otherwise, life would be somewhat boring, don’t you think?” Ye Tianchen shook his head and said with a smile.

During the apocalypse, even as a Divine-level superpower expert with very strong abilities, Ye Tianchen was never arrogant or overbearing.

After all, there’s always something new to learn in everything.

Above a Divine-level superpower user are Emperor-level superpower experts, whose strength is on a completely different level.

Even Ye Tianchen had to look up to them, and among the Ancient Martial Sects, mutants, beasts, zombies, and even some unknown monsters, there are also incredibly powerful beings.

The saying ‘there’s always someone better out there’ applies everywhere.

“Brother, can you, can you teach me a few moves?

I know my skills are lacking, but I want to improve.

I don’t want to hold you back when we’re doing things…” Hu Long said somewhat sheepishly as he glanced at Ye Tianchen.

“Haha, of course, there’s no problem.

However, my boxing techniques are not suitable for you.

I’ll think of an Ancient Martial Arts suitable for you tonight and then teach you!” Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

“Thank you, Brother!”

Hu Long said excitedly, not expecting Brother Ye Tianchen to agree so readily to his request.

Hu Long greatly admired the power that Brother Ye Tianchen commanded.

Considering that even the Capital City’s number one assassin, Wuxue, was no match for Ye Tianchen, one could imagine how formidable Ye Tianchen was.

Ye Tianchen was telling the truth.

He was a Superpower User, not an expert from an Ancient Martial Sect, so he hadn’t practiced any Ancient Martial Sect’s absolute skills.

However, Hu Long was an ordinary person, not a Superpower User, so many techniques would be useless to him.

Only the absolute skills passed down through thousands of years by Chinese Martial Arts Sects were suitable for Hu Long.

Moreover, Hu Long’s skills were already not weak.

If he could practice a suitable Ancient Martial Arts Technique and add Internal Cultivation, his skills would certainly be top-notch in the future.

During the apocalypse, Ye Tianchen had fought against experts of Ancient Martial Arts Techniques numerous times.

Although he hadn’t practiced any Ancient Martial Techniques himself, he had seen many powerful techniques.

Many of them were incredibly strong, and there were numerous occasions where he almost lost his life.

Therefore, the profundity and enduring legacy of Chinese Martial Arts since ancient times make perfect sense.

Today, many people believe that the Ancient Martial Sects have faded into obscurity and ceased their lineage.

However, that’s not the case; they exist in an even more formidable form.

Therefore, Ye Tianchen planned to go back and recall if there were any profound memories of Ancient Martial Sect Techniques in his mind.

At least to remember one or two powerful techniques to teach Hu Long.

Another concern was that without the support of a strong Internal Cultivation Method, the Inner Strength cultivated might not be profound enough to ensure a decisive blow in a fight.

When he thought about it, the Shaolin Yijin Jing from the Martial Arts world was extremely powerful, renowned as the foremost and strongest Internal Cultivation Technique.

Back in the apocalypse, Ye Tianchen had wanted to practice it.

Although he was a Superpower User, if he could cultivate strong Inner Strength to strengthen his body and combine it with his Divine-level Superpower, he might reach new heights.

Unfortunately, whether it’s this life or the apocalypse, the Shaolin Yijin Jing is difficult for outsiders to glimpse.

Even for the most powerful individuals, trying to sneak a look at the Yijin Jing in Shaolin is harder than reaching the heavens.

“You should head back to the countryside for now.

Don’t follow me anymore,” Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

“This…

Brother, don’t you want me to follow you?” Hu Long asked nervously.

“No, I have some things to deal with recently.

It’s not convenient for you to be with me.

Once I sort out the few issues I’m facing, I’ll call you back,” Ye Tianchen said.

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