Chapter 1 Attack in the Snow

In the afternoon, snowflakes filled the sky in the northern part of the Zhou Dynasty.

It’s the end of another year!

The Ye family in Fengyang City, as one of the three major local aristocratic families, has been preparing for the annual year-end clan competition a month in advance.

In Cangyun Continent, where martial arts is popular, the year-end clan competition is undoubtedly the most important grand event for each clan!

Ding!

when!

In the back hall of Yejiaqi Hall, a shirtless young man, wearing a black stone pendant tied around his neck and wearing coarse trousers, was swinging a big hammer in front of the furnace, constantly hammering a piece of pig iron that was smelted red.

His face was flushed by the fire, and large beads of sweat were already oozing out from his resolute face and muscular body.

"Bang!"

The young man was tired of smashing, so he threw the sledgehammer aside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the burning iron block, and couldn't help but mutter:

"I just want to refine a knife. Why did my aunt cheat me like this? Where did you find a broken piece of iron?"

He has been smelting this piece of black iron for two years, spending at least an hour every day to temper it, but until now, it has only been slightly deformed.

After two years, he has not perfected his sword, but his body has become stronger than ordinary people. He can also dance with a sledgehammer weighing more than 200 kilograms extremely skillfully.

He shook his head helplessly and fought with a metal puppet next to him.

Suddenly there was a constant "bang bang" sound in the hall.

This metal puppet is also rare and can use different punches to fight him. In less than a quarter of an hour, three or four sets of boxing techniques had been changed.

The young man had no routine in his attacks. He was just trying to find a way to deal with it. Occasionally, he was hit with a few punches, but he didn't care at all.

Suddenly, he and the puppet used force at the same time, and their fists hit each other.

There was a "bang" sound.

The metal puppet took two steps back, but the young man took four or five steps back before barely standing still.

The young man rubbed his red and swollen fists, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly in pain, but his bright eyes were full of disappointment.

"Are my qualifications so bad? I have been practicing hard for four years, but in the end I am still at the third level of body refining. There are still ten days left for the year-end clan competition. If I am not at the fourth level of body refining by then, I will have to Rush to the branch!"

The major realms of martial arts cultivation are body refining, true essence, sea transformation, Yuan Dan, and Tiangang. Each realm is divided into nine levels, and each level is divided into four levels: front, middle, back, and peak.

Some people also generally call the first, second and third levels of each realm the early stage; the fourth, fifth and sixth levels are collectively called the middle stage; the seventh, eighth and ninth levels are collectively called the late stage.

In Fengyang City, there are no martial arts cultivators at the sea-turning realm. Reaching the middle stage of True Yuan Realm is enough to support a large family.

As for the realms above Tiangang, they are all legends!

The shirtless boy’s name is Ye Liuyun.

His current state, to be precise, is the third late stage of body refining, also known as the early stage of body refining.

At this moment, his heart was full of unwillingness, and at the same time he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

When Ye Liuyun was ten years old, Ye Liuyun's aunt Feng Wanru came to see her mother. It seemed that something had happened to her mother's family.

Then my father accompanied my mother back to her parents' home, but never came back. His aunt was left by his mother to take care of him and took over his father's position as the elder of the Qi Hall.

Ye Liuyun has always thought about making himself stronger through his own efforts in cultivation, so that he can find his parents and see the outside world in the future.

But in the past two years, his realm has been stuck at the third level of body refining! No matter how hard you try, there is no progress in your realm.

Both the main and branch disciples in the clan looked down upon this "waste" and "mediocrity".

Even Ye Xinyu, who was engaged to him, had eyes full of contempt and disgust every time she saw him. She asked him to terminate the engagement several times, making him the laughing stock of the entire clan.

Ye Liuyun casually grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, then walked out of the back hall sadly.

Aunt Feng Wanru was already drunk and fast asleep on the rocking chair. Several empty wine gourds were lying on the wine table next to her.

He glanced at Feng Wanru, her face was white and rosy, her eyelashes were fluttering, and her chest was rising and falling. He quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look further.

Feng Wanru is eight years older than him. She is young, has a stunning appearance, is slim, and has a transcendent temperament. She is definitely a beauty!

But this beautiful aunt has become an alcoholic. She is often drunk and has no image of a lady at all!

Feng Wanru was well-informed, and Ye Liuyun gained some of his understanding of the outside world from her stories. But many times, Ye Liuyun thought that Feng Wanru was exaggerating on purpose.

But in terms of cultivation, apart from letting him exercise, he was not given any body-training elixirs. He also said it was for his own good.

Ye Liuyun didn't understand. Because others have not awakened their bloodline, they still take elixirs to improve their realm. He also fought, but it only made Feng Wanru angry and had no effect.

Therefore, Ye Liuyun's slow improvement in realm has a lot to do with the fact that he never takes pills.

Feng Wanru didn't care about his level, but seeing that his bloodline was still slow to awaken and she had no other choice, she took the opportunity to drink to relieve her worries.

Ye Liuyun felt a little sorry for his aunt when he thought of this.

"I wonder if my aunt can bear it if I am driven to the branch?"

He sighed, picked up the wine gourd on the table, and went out to get her some wine.

Ye Liuyun didn't feel cold either. Facing the snowflakes all over the sky, breathing the cold air and crunching on the thick snow, he felt much more comfortable.

Just when Ye Liuyun was two blocks away from the tavern, he suddenly stopped and frowned.

"Intent to kill?"

A feeling of danger arose spontaneously, causing his heart to beat violently.

Suddenly, a masked man in black robe jumped out from the alley next to him and rushed towards him like a gust of wind.

Ye Liuyun smelled a woman's fragrance in the gust of wind, which stood out in the fresh air after the snow.

But Ye Liuyun's level was too low after all. He had a premonition of danger but couldn't avoid it. He was stabbed in the lower abdomen by the sword of the man in black.

He subconsciously covered his lower abdomen, his hands covered with blood.

The man in black robe then slapped his chest with a palm.

"It's a woman! This hand and the smell of the wind just now...Ye Xinyu? She wants to kill me?"

An idea flashed through Ye Liuyun's mind.

He didn't understand other people. Although Ye Liuyun didn't have a good impression of his fiancée, he still observed her carefully. So he can tell it right away.

It's just that in the past, Ye Xinyu only insulted him a few words and encouraged others to cause trouble for him. She had never done anything herself, let alone wanted to kill him.

At this time, he couldn't allow him to think too much. With a "pop" sound, the man in black's palm hit the pendant on his chest, seeming to break the pendant.

The moment Ye Liuyun fell backward, one hand hurriedly grasped the pendant on his chest. That was the only memory his parents left him.

Ye Liuyun fell to the ground, and the man in black followed up with another sword, stabbing him in the throat.

"Humph!" A cold snort echoed in the street like thunder. Then a powerful momentum pressed towards the man in black.

puff!

The man in black was so shocked that he froze. The sword could no longer be stabbed. A mouthful of blood spurted on his mask, and then he turned around and ran away.

Seeing the man in black running away, Ye Liuyun felt relieved. It seemed that someone took action and rescued him. I thought I was going to be killed just now!

At this time, even he himself didn't know that the black pendant had absorbed all his blood.

Then the pendant flashed with light, covering Ye Liuyun's body, and the wounds on his body immediately recovered as intact as before.

"The wound is healed? What's going on?"

Ye Liuyun was shocked. Before he could figure out what happened, the black pendant flew into his body again.

At this moment, perhaps due to the serious injury just now, his consciousness became increasingly blurred and he gradually passed out.