Chapter 66

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Inside the room, Ye Wushuang sat on a chair, while He Bo looked at him with an awkward expression, asking, “Young master, did I… do something wrong?”

“No, you didn’t,” Ye Wushuang replied.

“But you look so serious…”

Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “He Bo, do you still remember your original name?”

“Ah?” He Bo was taken aback. He then said, “All I know is that I’ve been in the Ye Mansion since your father, your grandfather, and your great-grandfather’s time. As for how long I’ve been here, I can’t quite remember. It’s been too long, and many things have slipped from my mind…”

“Everyone calls me He Bo, and I don’t even know what my real name is!”

At that moment, Ye Wushuang looked at He Bo with utmost seriousness, his gaze falling on He Bo’s blind left eye. “Since that’s the case, I’ll tell you now… what your name is!”

As he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang’s palm suddenly rose, and a blood-red talisman condensed in his palm. He then pressed it directly onto He Bo’s left eye.

In an instant, He Bo let out a scream of agony. It seemed as if both their consciousnesses were simultaneously transported to a mysterious space.

Within this space, He Bo sat cross-legged on the ground. His aged body, which had been hunched over, now exuded a sense of resilience and沧桑 like that of an ancient pine.

Ye Wushuang stood not far from He Bo. Suddenly, the blood within He Bo began to churn, as if an endless and inexhaustible force was surging forth.

At that moment, Ye Wushuang saw a series of images within this mysterious space. These images were He Bo’s memories.

In those memories, He Bo was initially a little boy of four or five, parentless and begging on the streets, suffering from bullying. He had been severely beaten for soiling the splendid clothes of a wealthy young master and was left near death.

At that time, the young He Bo encountered someone. It was Ye Wushuang’s ninth separated soul, reborn as the founder of the Ye clan, Ye Wentian!

At that time, Ye Wentian appeared to be no more than a teenager of sixteen or seventeen. Ye Wentian intervened, saving He Bo, and took him along as they ventured through the Qingyun Empire together.

From the initial duo of Ye Wentian and He Bo, to the growing Ye family, and eventually to the prominent Ye clan standing at the forefront of many powerful families in the Qingyun Empire. He Bo gradually grew into a young man, while Ye Wentian remained ever youthful, seemingly unchanged.

Until one day, Ye Wentian approached He Bo.

“Ye He, you have followed me for many years. There are some things I need to tell you now,” Ye Wentian said solemnly.

“Master, what is so important that you need to be so formal?” He Bo asked.

Ye Wentian replied gravely, “I am not from the Qingyun Empire. I am from the ethereal and distant Cyan-Yellow Heavenly Realm, one of the Ten Heavenly Emperors, the peerless Emperor Ye Wushuang, who was sealed away by traitors, never to return.”

“There is always a way out. I obtained a divine technique that allowed me to split my emperor’s soul into nine parts. Each part of the soul was freed from the seal and reincarnated as a human. However, the soul has been separated from my physical body for too long and cannot sustain itself for long.”

“So, Ye Wentian is actually my ninth soul reincarnated as a human. Now, this physical body can no longer support my soul, and I must fall into a deep sleep, waiting for my soul to break free from the seal and reclaim the ninth part of my soul.”

Upon hearing this, Ye He was stunned and speechless.

“Today, I tell you this because I have made plans. I will seal your memories and cultivation. You will stay within the Ye clan, waiting for the emperor’s soul to be reincarnated as a human and return to the Qingyun Empire to reclaim my ninth soul and merge into one.”

“At that time, I will find you, lift the seal, and we will meet again.”

Ye He, upon hearing this, was reluctant and his eyes turned red. He knelt down and said, “My life was saved by you, and my cultivation was taught by you. I will surely wait for your return.”

Ye Wentian then completely disappeared.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang remained calm. These were the experiences of his ninth soul reincarnated as a human.

And now, the crucial part was coming up.

He needed to understand how, after his ninth soul was sealed, the Ye clan had gradually fallen into such a dire situation.