Chapter 148

Chapter 148: A Plain White Dress!

With those words, he suddenly extended his left hand, and Yang Jia appeared directly in his grasp. At that moment, Yang Jia had been consumed by the backlash of the demonic bloodline and had fallen completely unconscious.

　　The moment Yang Jia appeared, the expressions of Bai Ci and the others instantly changed.

　　Countless terrifying auras locked onto Ye Tianming all at once!

　　But no one dared to make a move!

　　Ye Tianming was at the Pojing realm right now, and Yang Jia’s life or death rested entirely in his hands.

　　Yet Bai Ci’s expression quickly returned to calm. He fixed his gaze on Ye Tianming and said with certainty, “The young master is a child of destiny. You cannot kill him.”

　　Ye Tianming suddenly extended his right hand, and a qi sword condensed from his palm. He thrust it fiercely toward Yang Jia.

　　But then, something strange happened.

　　Just as the qi sword was about to touch Yang Jia, it suddenly shattered on its own.

　　Ye Tianming froze.

　　Seeing this, Bai Ci burst out laughing, his laughter thunderously loud. “Ye Tianming, there is no sword in this world that dares to kill a member of the Yang family. None! Hahaha!!”

　　All around, the people from Guanxuan Universe let out a collective sigh of relief, and then they too began to laugh. Sure enough, the young master truly was a child of destiny.

　　Ye Tianming suddenly roared, “Xingdao!”

　　Hum!

　　Space and time split open across heaven and earth, and a sword descended in a straight line, appearing in his hand.

　　At the sight of this sword, the smile on Bai Ci’s face instantly froze. He knew full well the power of this sword — it had once even suppressed the Qingxuan Sword.

　　Not far away, Ye Tianming gripped Xingdao in his right hand and slashed fiercely toward Yang Jia. Yet when the Xingdao Sword was still half an inch from Yang Jia’s throat, it stopped.

　　Ye Tianming stared at the Xingdao Sword in disbelief, for it was no longer under his control. He tried several more times, but the sword refused to obey him and could not be made to strike Yang Jia.

　　”Hahaha!”

　　Seeing this, Bai Ci laughed again. “Ye Tianming, I told you — there is not a single sword in this world that dares to kill a member of the Yang family! Not one!”

　　At this moment, the powerful cultivators from Guanxuan Academy present at the scene were all overcome with excitement. Sure enough, the young master was the child of destiny in this world. No one could kill him. He was unkillable, for only one who cannot be killed deserves to be called a child of destiny.

　　Ye Tianming refused to accept it and tried again several more times. Yet no matter what he did, the Xingdao Sword in his hand remained completely still. Not only that, but whenever he attempted to strike Yang Jia, the sword would actively resist him.

　　Staring at the Xingdao Sword that was no longer under his control, Ye Tianming said in disbelief, “How can this be……”

　　He simply could not understand it. Was a child of destiny truly unkillable?

　　”Ah!”

　　At that moment, a sigh suddenly came from nearby.

　　Ye Tianming turned to look. It was the Little Pagoda, standing in front of Yang Jia.

　　The Little Pagoda looked at Yang Jia, who had been consumed by the demonic bloodline’s backlash and fallen unconscious, its expression complex. “Little one, can you spare Yang Jia’s life?”

　　Hearing the Little Pagoda’s words, Ye Tianming looked at it in disbelief. “Pagoda Ancestor, you…… how could you……”

　　The Little Pagoda sighed softly again. “I’m sorry. I cannot stand by and watch him die…….”

　　Ye Tianming was completely stunned. Why would the Pagoda Ancestor help Yang Jia?

　　”Hahaha!”

　　Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from nearby. “Ye Tianming, you don’t understand, do you? Hahaha!”

　　Everyone turned toward the sound. A man dressed in a Daoist robe walked over.

　　The book seller!

　　The book seller’s face was filled with grief and indignation, his eyes blazing with fury.

　　Ye Tianming looked at the man in the Daoist robe, who stared back at him intently. “Haven’t you always been curious about your own identity? Come, let me tell you today. I’ll have you know — you have no parents at all. Do you remember that woman in the plain white dress from before?”

　　At that, he let out a cold laugh. “You must have wondered at some point whether you were her son. But I’m telling you, you are not her son at all. You are nothing more than a single drop of her blood, condensed into form…….”

　　Boom!

　　Ye Tianming’s mind went completely blank. He was formed from a single drop of blood?

　　The man in the Daoist robe continued, “Do you know why she used a drop of blood to create you? Because she needed to help the Yang family maintain order, but those of the older generation could not act directly. So she used a drop of blood to create you. The reason you have a mortal body, the reason every bone in your body is ordinary — that is why……. Ye Tianming, I’m telling you, from beginning to end, you were nothing but a pawn. A pawn she created to help the Yang family perfect their order!”

　　”No, no……”

　　Ye Tianming quickly turned to the Little Pagoda, his voice trembling. “Pagoda Ancestor, Pagoda Ancestor, what he said is false, it’s false, isn’t it? I……”

　　”Don’t ask it!”

　　The man in the Daoist robe suddenly snapped furiously. “Ye Tianming, I’m telling you, it belongs to the Yang family too. It has followed the Yang family for three generations — it is the Yang family’s ancestral pagoda. The reason it followed you was also to help the Yang family perfect their order…… Now do you understand why it won’t let you kill Yang Jia? Now do you understand why your sword won’t kill Yang Jia? Because they are all on the Yang family’s side! You are the only outsider!!”

　　The Pagoda Ancestor also belonged to the Yang family?

　　Ye Tianming felt as though he had been struck by lightning. He looked at the Little Pagoda in disbelief. “Pagoda Ancestor…… you belong to the Yang family?”

　　The Little Pagoda turned to the man in the Daoist robe and said furiously, “Xiashen, are you looking to die? You……”

　　The man in the Daoist robe cut the Little Pagoda off directly. “I’m not afraid of death. Just tell me — did I say anything false? Is he or is he not a pawn you all created to help the Yang family perfect their order? Yes or no? And you following him — was that not also your purpose and your mission?”

　　The Little Pagoda was about to speak when Ye Tianming suddenly roared, “Pagoda Ancestor, on what grounds can Yang Jia not die? Just because he has a powerful father? What about my teacher, my senior sister, and every member of my Ye family? Were they supposed to die?”

　　The Little Pagoda sighed softly. “Little one, I know you hate, but……”

　　”There is no but!”

　　Ye Tianming roared, “Tell me — on what grounds can he not die? On what grounds!!”

　　Not far away, the man in the Daoist robe let out a cold laugh. “Ye Tianming, for all the books you’ve read over the years, you don’t even understand something this simple? The old saying goes, the prince who breaks the law shall be punished the same as the common man…… but do you really think that’s possible? The law was made by their family. Their word is the law. And how could they ever use a law they created to punish themselves? The law exists to serve them. Understand?”

　　With that, he glanced at Yang Jia nearby. “The previous master of Guanxuan Sword knew his order would have flaws, so he asked his aunt to help maintain it. She agreed, and so she used a drop of her blood to create you — precisely to help perfect the order of their Yang family!”

　　Ye Tianming fell silent. Looking at the Little Pagoda shielding Yang Jia and the Xingdao Sword in his hand that no longer obeyed him, he suddenly burst out laughing. As he laughed, tears welled up in his eyes — but they were tears of blood. “So it turns out that I, Ye Tianming, have no father and no mother. I am nothing but a pawn…… hahaha…….”

　　In that moment, he suddenly recalled the time he had first met the woman in the plain white dress, when he had asked her if she was his mother. She had said nothing in reply.

　　No father, no mother!

　　So it turned out that he, Ye Tianming, had never had parents at all. He was simply formed from a single drop of someone’s blood, for the sole purpose of helping the Yang family perfect their order.

　　As he laughed, the tears on his face grew more and more. Suddenly, he looked down at the Xingdao Sword in his hand. At this moment, the sword was no longer under his control. It was clear that whether it was the Pagoda Ancestor or the Xingdao Sword, both stood on the side of the Yang family.

　　Their stance could not have been clearer!

　　His hand slowly released the Xingdao Sword.

　　If it would no longer serve him, what was the point of keeping it?

　　He cast the sword aside!

　　Ye Tianming turned to face the Little Pagoda. He slowly knelt down. “Pagoda Ancestor…… thank you for your care during this time……. From this moment on, all ties between us are severed…….”

　　”Little one……”

　　The Little Pagoda was greatly alarmed and was just about to speak when Ye Tianming suddenly clenched both hands with force. Every blood vessel in his body shattered at that instant, and his blood scattered through the air.

　　Before anyone could react, Ye Tianming suddenly thrust his hand into his own chest and tore out his own destiny bone with his bare hands.

　　Boom!

　　His physical body shattered in an instant!

　　The destiny spirit bone was horrified. It hastily broke free from Ye Tianming, for not only had he lost his mortal bones, but the fortune within his body was also rapidly dissipating. In no time at all, his fortune vanished completely, and at the same time, an extraordinarily terrifying misfortune began to emerge within him.

　　The backlash of destiny fortune!

　　Without any hesitation, the destiny spirit bone decisively abandoned Ye Tianming. Without the destiny bone, Ye Tianming was utterly worthless to it.

　　Ye Tianming raised his head toward the sky and said softly, “Your blood…… your bone…… I return them all to you…… From this moment on……. we have no connection whatsoever…….”

　　Even if he was to die, he would sever all ties with these people cleanly before doing so.

　　The Little Pagoda stared at Ye Tianming before it, completely and utterly stunned. It had never imagined Ye Tianming would do something like this.

　　The man in the Daoist robe, seeing this, was also left dumbstruck. He too had never expected Ye Tianming to be so resolute……. This was bad — things had gotten out of hand.

　　Ye Tianming turned and walked away in a daze, for he was no longer able to kill Yang Jia.

　　His lone wandering soul drifted to where the Ye clan had once stood, but the place had been razed to the ground. Not a single person remained.

　　He stood there staring blankly for a long, long time. Then he made his way to Guanxuan Academy in the Central Divine Continent, which had also been leveled to the ground, leaving nothing but desolation in every direction.

　　Finally, he came to stand before the grave of Lan Zhou Mu Guanchen. Looking at the solitary tomb before him, memories of the past surged over him like a tide. After a moment, he suddenly knelt down and said softly, “Teacher…… I have no family left in this world…….”

　　Somewhere hidden nearby, a woman was watching him. She wore a plain white dress.