Chapter 487

Chapter 487: Chapter 486 "Unspeakable, truly unspeakable..."

Zhang Yide stood up, shook his head, and walked forward. Ye Tianchen felt utterly frustrated at that moment, as if he’d been deceived. He immediately followed, but as soon as he took a step forward, Zhang Yide gestured with a wave of his hand for him not to come closer.

"You’ll come to know in time, my boy. It’s for your own good that I don’t tell you now. The only person on Earth who knows about Ruotong’s constitution is me. If you ever get a chance to go to Emperor Star, you must take Ruotong with you. She could be of great help to you," said Zhang Yide, shaking his head.

"Old man, this is akin to deceiving your junior. How could you do such a thing?" Ye Tianchen still felt uneasy and said.

"Stop trying to get information out of me. By the way, I have here a Bone Transformation Skill, an ancient inheritance unlike any ordinary Disguise Skill. It might be useful for you in the future. Consider it your reward for taking care of Ruotong!"

Whoosh!

Zhang Yide’s right index finger pointed backward, and golden paper appeared in front of Ye Tianchen, instantly drilling into his mind. This was a memory imprinting method, not considered sophisticated among the Ancient Martial Sects. This was also why, after being defeated in battle, many masters would rather self-destruct than let the enemy kill them, preferring to shatter body and soul. Some practitioners of certain secret techniques could extract critical information from one’s mind, such as the imprints of profound Absolute Skills. That way, not only would they die, but they could also bring great threats to their family and Sect. This is why many people would use their last breath to self-destruct after a defeat.

Ye Tianchen was stunned for a moment. He really felt something was amiss. Elder Zhang Yide seemed to be settling his affairs, entrusting his granddaughter Zhang Ruotong to him, and now he was passing on the Bone Transformation Skill. This Skill, which was clearly an ancient and untraceable inheritance, was nearly extinct. By giving it to Ye Tianchen, Zhang Yide didn’t want the Skill to be lost. Moreover, during their conversation, Zhang Yide had inadvertently revealed that the task he was about to undertake was extremely dangerous, no matter what he would not tell Ye Tianchen.

"Old man... If there’s anything I can help with, just say the word," Ye Tianchen didn’t follow but spoke loudly towards Zhang Yide, knowing the old man’s temperament – an elder who didn’t like to ask for help.

"I know you’re a righteous lad, but there is truly no helping hand you can lend in this matter. Oh, and Ruotong might be in the United States. If you get a chance, go find her. I’ll be much more at ease knowing she is protected by your side," Zhang Yide said, taking one last look at Ye Tianchen.

He vanished, Zhang Yide disappeared from the spot, and Ye Tianchen was momentarily stunned, feeling that the elder had a grand aura about him as if he was about to do something significant.

Back in the villa, seeing that Ye Tianchen was unharmed, his mother Luo Yan and younger sister Ye Qianwen were naturally overjoyed and cried with happiness, while Xiao Ya and Qi Ruxue both gave Ye Tianchen a fierce glare before returning to their respective rooms. This time, Xiao Ya and Qi Ruxue unexpectedly formed a united front, which caught Ye Tianchen off guard. It seemed that the temperament of these beauties was not small. Of course, Ye Tianchen didn’t bother with these matters. While he wasn’t someone to begrudgingly tolerate beauties, he certainly wasn’t one to simply court them either. The whole ’cherishing blossoms and sparing jade’ act was something Ye Tianchen didn’t understand; he simply disliked bickering with women, as maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor was part of being a man.

"Brother, I’m so glad you’re alright!" Ye Qianwen said joyfully, clinging to Ye Tianchen’s arm and smiling.

"Tianchen, you had your mother worried to death!" Luo Yan said, crying tears of joy.

"Mom, lil sis, don’t you worry. I’m not so easily killed. This time, I’ve dealt with all the Japanese rascals from the Hokushin Itto-ryu, at least for now there won’t be any danger in our country, and you can live happily and safely!" Ye Tianchen said with a smile.

Ye Tianchen awoke unscathed, and it seemed without much trouble. This made his family and friends very happy, but there were also those who were not pleased and were raging with thunder.

At the lakeside where the young master of Longteng was fishing, it had to be said that this master seemed like a weirdo, fishing by the lake deep into the night. At the mouth of the lake, with only a dim light, it was impossible to see the fishing float on the lake’s surface, yet he still fished there. What exactly was this guy’s background?

Moushu appeared by the lakeside; as he arrived at the lakeside, Moushu felt his heart about to explode, as if a sound was continuously vibrating. Whoever entered the vicinity of the lakeside felt as if their heart was being controlled. Fast sound, fast heartbeat; slow sound, slow heartbeat.

"My lord!" Moushu called out.

"Speak!" the young master of Longteng answered indifferently.

"Thirty experts from the Hokushin Itto-ryu have all died in Heavenly Killing Town, and Songben Xiajian has been killed by Ye Tianchen," Moushu reported in a low voice.

"Understood. Arrange for my trip to the Heaven Mountain..." Long Teng’s young master nodded and said.

"Young master, are you finally going to take action?" Moushu couldn’t help but ask, his voice trembling.

The young master of Long Teng stood up, looked at the lake, and said indifferently, "If I don’t take action now, Ye Tianchen will be beyond my control. After all these years, Ye Tianchen has finally emerged as my adversary. He has grown to such an extent that it surprises me. And it’s time for me to make my own breakthrough. This realm that I’ve suppressed for too long, it is time to break through. If I am to make a move, I must suppress Ye Tianchen in one stroke, shatter all his glory, and crush his fighting spirit. That is the only way it will be meaningful!"

"Understood, young master, I will make the arrangements right away!" Moushu said. After finishing speaking, he left.

The young master of Long Teng continued to gaze at the lake surface. He decided to head for the Heaven Mountain. Five years ago, he already had the means to break through to another peak state, but he chose to suppress it and came to this lake, fishing here for five years. Now, he had decided to leave and also decided it was time to take action.

"The strongest ten on Earth are just this; once I break through another realm, you will not be my match. As for you, Ye Tianchen, I have allowed you to grow for quite some time, much beyond my expectations. Still, I can suppress you with one move. Just wait; it’s been a long time since I’ve had some fun."

With a flick of his wrist, a flute appeared in the hands of Long Teng’s young master. It was made of green bamboo, a rare kind on Earth, known as Snow Bamboo, found only in the Kunlun Mountains of China and in scarce numbers. Legend has it that Snow Bamboo is the transformation of the essence energy between Heaven and Earth. Whoever is able to wield it has earned the recognition of the cosmos. This indicated just how extraordinary the young master of Long Teng truly was. Searᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Whoo... Whoo..."

As Long Teng’s young master played the flute, the lake in front of him shook and slowly rippled. The small waves at the beginning soon surged violently, and with a deafening boom, the whole lake exploded. The young master of Long Teng frowned slightly and an evil smile appeared on his lips, "You little thing, I didn’t expect you to be so capable. I’ve been fishing for you for five years without success. Now, as I leave for Heaven Mountain, you have to come with me!"

Swoosh!

A massive hand, full of chill, covered the entire lake from above. In an instant, the whole lake froze over, and the column of water that had shot up into the sky was suddenly caught in the hand of Long Teng’s young master. The moment he grasped the water column, his figure vanished from the lakeside and appeared at the top of the column, where he struck down with a punch.

Boom!

A heavenly crashing sound erupted as the entire frozen surface of the lake shattered instantly, and countless blocks of ice burst forth. Among them, a shiny cold light shot out. The young master of Long Teng sat cross-legged above the lake surface, both his hands materializing and sealing off the entire lake, constantly reaching for that bright cold light.

"Stop running, you can’t escape. You are fated to be used by me!" the young master of Long Teng said with a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

Swoosh!

When a beam of golden light burst from the center of Long Teng’s young master’s brow and an object resembling a teapot appeared in his hands, the bright cold light was instantly sucked into the teapot.

The young master of Long Teng held the teapot in his hands, looking at the bright cold light bumping around inside. Feeling the chill in his palm, he couldn’t help but admire, "You are the Heavenly Silkworm, a treasure of Heaven and Earth in your own right. Heaven Mountain is the best place for you to thrive. Come with me!"

At this moment, in a Holy Mountain in Japan, the location of the Sword Emperor’s Northern Heaven One-Sword Sect, a place not even the Emperor or Prime Minister of Japan could casually enter. To gain entry, one had to obtain the Sword Emperor’s consent and submit a report. This showed how esteemed the Northern Heaven One-Sword Sect’s position was in Japan. Of course, ordinary Japanese citizens would never know, just as ordinary people would not be aware of the Absolute Skills of Shaolin and Wudang that could split mountains and break rocks. With matters so mysterious and crucial, how could ordinary people possibly know?

Atop the grand hall’s throne of the Northern Heaven One-Sword Sect sat an emaciated old man with a head of white hair flowing behind him. Barely measuring up to one meter seventy, he appeared as slim as a wisp of straw, lying on the throne as if on his last breath. This man was the Sword Emperor, one of the top ten strongest on Earth. Below him were many equally elderly fellows who were the sect elders. Gathering in such full attendance for a meeting was something that had not happened for decades.

"The matters in China, I believe everyone is already aware," the Sword Emperor said, his voice not loud but resonating enough to make the grand hall tremble. "It’s been nearly fifty years, almost fifty years since I’ve been to China. This time, I’ve decided to go back to personally slay the murderer of my younger brother and to annihilate China’s Ancient Martial Sects!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it and support it on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)