Chapter 3 A Thousand-Year Master

"Water..."

Ye Yun laid on the bed. The red robe was dyed bloody red, which was especially obvious on the chest. He felt mouth parched and tongue scorched. His whole body was weak and tired. His mind was disordered and could not remember anything.

He just...wanted to drink water.

Dehydration. Severe dehydration. There was one explanation: massive hemorrhage.

For a moment, he felt someone was feeding him water. Then he fainted again.

"Ah..."

Not knowing how long it took, Ye Yun suddenly groaned with pain. Before he opened his eyes, he heard the call of a servant: "Master, childe seems to awake."

"Ok, you can go now." Another familiar sound. It no longer sounded indifferent. Instead, it was magnetic and hoarse with an amiable tone.

Ye Yun suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. As expected, he saw a familiar figure. He called difficultly, "Father..."

Ye Yuan immediately stood up and strode to the bedside. He pressed on Ye Yun's shoulders and said, "Yun, don't move. You just took a hemostasis elixir. You still need some days to recover."

"How long have I fainted? And, I remember that Yan Clan sent someone to.. to cancel the engagement. Yeah. I remember that." Ye Yun felt extremely tired and droopy. He asked some casual questions. But suddenly, he looked at Ye Yuan with wide-opened eyes filled with hope.

With just a look, Ye Yuan seemed to know what Ye Yun was thinking. He sat beside Ye Yun and fetched the glass aside to feed Ye Yun water. After Ye Yun calmed down, Ye Yuan started to talk. "Yun, I had no alternative but to hit you. You know the situation of our clan. Although we still have a place in Chiyun City, Yan Clan, Qin Clan and many other clans all have their eyes on us. If you hurt that servant that day, Yan Clan would definitely look for trouble. To say the least, the Yan Clan dare to send a servant, which means there must be some conspiracies. I have observed the servant carefully, but I couldn't perceive his cultivation base."

Ye Yun was startled, mouth open. "What? You are the level nine of Flesh Immortal. Even you could not perceive. Could it be..."

"Yeah, it is exactly what you are thinking. He is not a servant. Instead, he may be a cultivator of Yan Clan. As for the reason they sent him here, I can't figure it out." Ye Yuan nodded.

"Yan Clan is the magnate in Chiyun City. Why did they choose us as an alliance?"

"Seemingly, people in the Chiyun City respect the Yan Clan. Actually, Qin Clan has united many other clans to replace the Yan Clan. And the Yan Clan as well has drawn many clans over to their side. Everyone knew that you reached level three at the age of ten. So, Yan Clan saw your potential and sent people as matchmakers. In order to contend against other clans, I had no choice but to accept. Besides, Yan Linlang, the third daughter of Yan Zhan, is also a talent. I thought you two would be well matched."

"I see... So my marriage was just a transaction."

Ye Yun sighed. The gloom and pain left by the hit suddenly disappeared.

Silence occupied the room. After a good while, Ye Yuan exhorted him, "Yun, just stay here and recuperate for several days. Don't lose your temper. As for the engagement, I will definitely ask the Yan Clan for a reasonable explanation."

Ye Yun saw Ye Yuan off. At that moment, he was heartbroken and filled with self-accusation. He felt guilty about causing trouble for his father.

So many things had happened to Ye Yun within six months, even much more than what he had experienced in fifteen years. Firstly, the genius flattered by the clan and even the whole city was demoted to an ordinary person with almost no cultivation base. Next, he experienced an abyss of disgrace at his coming-of-age ceremony: the cancel of engagement. Everything came too fast.

A few months seemed like a whole life for Ye Yun, and even longer. Maybe this was his true coming-of-age ceremony.

He felt extremely tired. He wanted to fall asleep forever. He had been practiced Body Butt ever since he was six regardless of the season. He had gotten over such hard years.

But all his effort had gone like a flash in the pan. Thinking of that, Ye Yun felt overwhelmed with sorrow and pain.

"You, youngster. Want to withdraw from such a little difficulty? How dare you say that you are the descendant of Ye?"

Suddenly when Ye Yun felt depressed, he sensed the constant changes of hot and cold between his eyebrows. And a somehow familiar sound floated to him.

"Who? Who is talking?" Ye Yun bore the pain and sat up. He vigilantly looked around, feeling like been torn apart.

But there was no one in the room. As Ye Yun felt confused, the sound came again, "I'm in the place between your eyebrows. Calm down and think. That tear. It contains part of my consciousness."

"Ah!"

Ye Yun gasped out and immediately touched his between the eyebrows. What happened in the ShengZu hall came to his mind. Suddenly, he asked with great awe, "Immortal, are you the ancestor of our Ye Clan?"

"Well, you are clever." The person praised him.

Ye Yun scratched his head and asked, "Immortal... Eh... Ancestor, how shall I address you?"

"It doesn't matter. We are both cultivators. The name, time, status, fame. Everything doesn't matter. You can just call me 'Uncle Han'."

"Uncle Han!" Ye Yun called him in reverence. At that moment, Ye Yun has made clear the name of uncle Han. As he was the ancestor of Ye Clan, his name must be Ye Han. Ye Yun eagerly asked, "Uncle Han, does the stone sculpture look like you?"

The sound of uncle Han lingered in his mind, "That's right. This was made with my own hand before my degeneration."

"Degeneration? Uncle Han, you...?" Ye Han was shocked.

The sound came out, "I have already died for a thousand years. Before I died, I locked all my remaining forces into this sculpture and sealed it with a trick, waiting for a special person. Any descendants who devoutly worship the sculpture could unlock the trick and get part of my power and my relict consciousness. I feel comforted but also disappointed. Thousands of years have passed. I only met you with enthusiasm and devotion. Most importantly, you have the quality that others do not have. Anyway, this is fate."

Ye Yun was extremely shocked. He was awed by the imposing power. Suddenly, something occurred to him, "Uncle Han, I still feel there are some other secrets in your sculpture. But I can't tell what they are."

"That's why I said you're clever. You can sense the power that even cultivators could not. Well, that sculpture does hide an extraordinary secret. That secret has once brought wholesale slaughter to Ye Clan. To put it another way, the decline of Ye Clan is ascribed to that secret. Otherwise, Ye Clan could have been a supreme clan on a par with Bai Clan."

"What's that secret?" Ye Yun could not help asking, overwhelmed by the waves of his emotions. Bai Clan, the No.1 clan in the world, controlled the Dynasty of Baiyu.

"Considering your current cultivation base, I'd better not tell you. The Flesh Immortal is the most important stage of practicing the foundation of immortal. Knowing too much could only be a burden for you. As long as you become the Celestial Immortal one day, you would be qualified to know."

"Celestial Immortal!" Ye Yun had never heard of this word. But he could understand that Celestial Immortal must be more powerful than Flesh Immortal and even Earth Immortal.

Uncle Han said with aloofness, "Ye Yun, the world you perceive is too small. Flesh or Earth Immortal is nothing. Only Celestial Immortal could be called a true cultivator. And the true powerhouse is Human Immortal. Above Human Immortal, there is even Future Immortal. A future immortal could destroy the whole Xuanwu School with just one move."

Ye Yun felt creepy, "Future Immortal? Destroy Xuanwu School with one move?"

"There are four realms of immortal cultivation: Flesh Immortal, Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Human Immortal. Flesh Immortal is just a refined human. Earth Immortal could be called the beginning of cultivation. Celestial Immortal could refine the Qi in the world to make the elixir, with a long life span of thousands of years. What's more, Human Immortal could live for at least more than ten thousand years. After the Heavenly Tribulation, Human Immortal could become Future Immortal, entering another world." Uncle Han continued.

"Another world?" Ye Yun felt impossible.

"I don't know what that world is. It's just a rumor."

"Uncle Han, are you Future Immortal?" Considering the power of uncle Han that could act as if he was still alive, Ye Yun felt curious.

Uncle Han hummed, "Naïve! It's extremely hard to become Future Immortal. It is a one-in-million chance. I'm just an ordinary cultivator who knows a little more than others. Besides, I used to be the disciple of Xuanwu. Compared with those million-year master, I'm just a thousand-year master."

Ye Yun was astonished with eyes wide open, "A thousand-year master? You must be at least Celestial Immortal, uncle Han!"

"Well, you are indeed clever. OK, I need some rest. I have healed you. You could walk tomorrow. For me, this is a piece of cake." Uncle Han praised him.

However, Ye Yun suddenly laid down and said weakly, "Unfortunately..."

Uncle Han asked, "Youngster, what are you sighing for? You make me feel that you're older than me."

"If I could meet you earlier, I may be able to become a powerful person like you. But my dantian... What a pity!" Ye Yun said, putting his hands on his lower abdomen subconsciously.

Uncle Han immediately scolded him, "So what? That's all you could do? In those days, I have practiced the Body Butt for ten years without any progress. And there was even a hole in my dantian. I could still cultivate and become Celestial Immortal. There is nothing more than several wounds in your dantian."

"You could cultivate with leaks in your dantian?" Ye Yun admired uncle Han more instantly.

Uncle Han said in an attitude of nothing special, "Usually, it's impossible. But I have learned an ancient method to repair the flaws in our body."

After hearing that, Ye Yun felt lifted and was extremely excited, "It could repair the flaws in our body? Then my dantian..."

"Of course."

"Finally!"

"But..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing the pause, Ye Yun was anxious that it seemed hard for uncle Han to speak out the hidden information. He was itching to know everything.

After a good while, uncle Han started to talk, "That method is abnormal. The days you spend on cultivating that method would be counted and taken away from your life span. It equals to chronic suicide. But at the same time, the effect is amazing. It could improve the strength of cultivator for several times. If you are in the level two of Flesh Immortal, your power could be lifted up several times, even ten times. Your power would be equivalent to ten people of your level."

Chronic suicide?

Improving the strength for several times?

The provoking but blood-boiling words made Ye Yun confused. "What exactly is it?"

Suddenly, Ye Yun could not hear the sound of uncle Han anymore. He stayed quiet and then called several times for uncle Han. But there was no reply. It seemed that uncle Han disappeared for a rest.

Ye Yun lay on the bed, staring at the beams with a complicated expression. It seemed that he had made up his mind.