Chapter 894
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The middle-aged man before him appeared to be in his forties, with a face chiseled as if by a knife, sharp and angular, exuding an aura of sternness that seemed to repel all intruders. However, his left sleeve was empty, with only his right arm intact.
At this moment, the Second Mountain Master, Yuwen Yi, upon seeing Ye Wushuang, hurriedly bowed and said, “I have long heard of your reputation, Young Master Ye. Today, upon meeting you, I see that you truly possess the demeanor of a young genius!”
Li Wenbo, standing nearby, muttered to himself in disdain: When did the Second Mountain Master become so adept at flattery?
This Second Mountain Master was known for his impartiality on Spirit Sword Mountain. He always wore a stern expression, even in front of his master or the First Mountain Master, Si Yin. It was as if he were perpetually upset, as though someone owed him a million spirit stones.
Yet now, seeing Ye Wushuang, he seemed as affectionate as if he were greeting his own father. What on earth was going on?
Ye Wushuang looked at Yuwen Yi before him, his lips moving slightly. He picked up a bowl of porridge from the table and said with a smile, “The journey was long and tiring. Have a bowl of porridge…”
At this moment, Yuwen Yi took the bowl, bowed his head to drink, but tears fell into the bowl. Yuwen Yi—originally named Yuwen Qing—was once a highly powerful figure within the Spirit Sword Pavilion, second only to the Twelve Elders. On the Tianyuan Continent, he was undoubtedly a major player. In addition to the Twelve Elders, there were also twenty-four Sword Protectors within the Spirit Sword Pavilion, and Yuwen Qing was one of them.
However, back then, Yuwen Qing had both his arms intact. Ye Wushuang did not ask any questions.
After everyone had their meal, Ye Wushuang bid farewell to his mother, Liu Yuemei, and his third uncle, Ye Qingfeng. All the arrangements had been made beforehand. Now, it was time to leave. Although the land of Qingzhou was far from the Qingyun Empire, with Ye Wushuang’s enhanced cultivation, returning would only take a few days.
Ye Wushuang and Qing Shiyu departed with the group from the Spirit Sword Pavilion. This time, the twelve Blue-Winged Thunder Falcons brought along a hundred Spirit Sword Guards, as well as many individuals of the Return-to-Origin and Myriad Methods Realms from the Spirit Sword Pavilion. Three out of the six mountain masters were present: the First Mountain Master, Su Xuanye; the Second Mountain Master, Yuwen Yi; and the Sixth Mountain Master, Shi Wuheng. Shi Wuheng, in particular, was the most eager to return. Finally, he could go back to Spirit Sword Mountain and resume his role as the Sixth Mountain Master.
The backs of the twelve Blue-Winged Thunder Falcons were equipped with numerous palaces. At this moment, in one of the rooms, Ye Wushuang, Su Xuanye, and Yuwen Yi were present, while the others had been asked to leave.
Yuwen Yi, upon seeing Ye Wushuang, knelt down and tears streamed down his face as he said, “Sword Protector Yuwen Qing pays his respects to the Pavilion Master!”
“Get up quickly!” Ye Wushuang grasped Yuwen Qing’s empty left arm and asked, “Can’t even Si Yin restore it?”
Yuwen Qing replied, “It cannot be restored. At that time, I was being pursued and had to escape. The poison had penetrated my marrow. But over these years, I’ve grown accustomed to having only one arm…”
“It’s just that my strength has been greatly diminished, and I’m afraid the Pavilion Master will look down on me,” he added.
Ye Wushuang said firmly, “Nonsense.”
Yuwen Qing gave a trembling smile, and Ye Wushuang gently wiped away his tears.
Only then did Su Xuanye speak: “Of the twenty-four Sword Protectors, fourteen followed Elder Xu Ziwei and the others, while ten went with my father and the rest, leaving the Tianyuan Continent…”
“However, along the way, only Yuwen Qing survived. The other nine… some got separated, but…”
To say they got separated was actually a euphemism. The situation had been so dire that they had to split up to escape. Those people had served as decoys to distract their pursuers, and it was highly likely that they had all perished.
Nine out of the ten loyal Sword Protectors had died.
A flash of murderous intent flickered in Ye Wushuang’s eyes.
“Eventually, I will avenge you, for your sake and for my own.”
Then, Su Xuanye and Yuwen Qing began to reminisce with Ye Wushuang about the past.
In the following days, the large group traveled at a leisurely pace, and Ye Wushuang began his cultivation.
One day, the group stopped to rest at the edge of a mountain range.
“Whoa, Brother Ye, are you crazy?” Li Wenbo’s voice rang out.
But as soon as his words echoed, there was a thud.
From a distance, a pebble flew and struck Li Wenbo’s bald head, causing a large bump to swell.
“When will you stop being so noisy?” Su Xuanye, accompanied by Mountain Master Yuwen Yi, Mountain Master Shi Wuheng, and Shi Wuque, approached.
Li Wenbo looked grievously wronged. Lately, his master had been scolding him more and more frequently. He felt truly wronged. After Grandpa Su and Mountain Master Si Yin returned to Spirit Sword Mountain, his master had been severely punished by Mountain Master Si Yin, who had scolded him for days. Although Li Wenbo didn’t know why his master had been scolded, ever since then, he had been hit more often. In the past few days, seeing Ye Wushuang, he had been hit even more.
Li Wenbo muttered, “Brother Ye said he wanted to cultivate using the spiritual thunder of the Blue-Winged Thunder Falcon…”
What?
Upon hearing this, Su Xuanye and Yuwen Yi were both astonished.
“Young Master Ye…” Yuwen Yi immediately said, “The Blue-Winged Thunder Falcon is extremely difficult to tame. We have it on Spirit Sword Mountain only because Mountain Master Si Yin personally tamed it.”
“A fifth-stage magical beast, even a single thread of its thunderous power is not something a Heavenly Gang Realm cultivator can withstand!”
A fifth-stage magical beast was on the level of the Return-to-Origin Realm! If Ye Wushuang attempted to cultivate using the Blue-Winged Thunder Falcon’s spiritual thunder, the most likely outcome was… being shattered by the thunder itself.
