Chapter 7

Xiaocao is Grandpa Fu's granddaughter, a very well-behaved girl, who is one year younger than Ye Mo.

Grandpa Fu's son and daughter-in-law were killed by others for owing a large amount of gambling debt.

Xiaocao almost ended up being sold to a brothel, but fortunately, Grandpa Fu arrived in time and used the Ye family's influence to save her. Xiaocao then stayed at the Ye residence, serving as a maid to the talented young lady, Ye Mei.

Xiaocao often made clothes for Ye Mo, and the clothes and shoes he wore were all sewn by her. Ye Mo and Xiaocao could be considered childhood sweethearts, innocent and carefree.

"Grandpa Fu, what exactly happened? What's wrong with Xiaocao?" Ye Mo asked anxiously.

"Xiaocao heard the news of Lord Ye Qing's passing and knew you were upset, so she insisted on making you a new set of clothes. She even asked me not to tell you, wanting to surprise you. But just now, when Xiaocao was bringing the clothes to you, Ye Ming stopped her in the back garden. Not only did he tear the clothes, but he also beat Xiaocao. He said if you don't come over now, he will beat Xiaocao to death," Grandpa Fu said, wiping away his tears. Now, Xiaocao is his only family.

Ye Mo frowned. Ye Ming was clearly targeting Xiaocao because of him. Ye Mo quickly said, "Grandpa Fu, go tell Ye Mei about this. Xiaocao is her maid; she won't just stand by and do nothing. I'll head over there right away."

With that, Ye Mo rushed towards the back garden. Ye Ming was obviously seeking revenge for Ye Xiaotian, whom Ye Mo had beaten.

Although Ye Ming's talent wasn't great, he had opened four spirit gates, making him one of the strongest in the Body Tempering Realm. Despite having the assistance of Dragon Power, Ye Mo's speed couldn't match Ye Ming's. If Ye Mo had opened the brain spirit gate, he might have been able to fight Ye Ming.

But Ye Mo couldn't afford to think about that. Xiaocao was Grandpa Fu's granddaughter and his little sister; he had to save her. It wasn't uncommon for the Ye clan to beat a maid to death.

In a few breaths, Ye Mo arrived at the back garden. He saw Ye Ming standing there with a mocking look, and Xiaocao, a small and frail figure, lying on the ground, covered in blood. Ye Mo was enraged.

Xiaocao was just an ordinary person who couldn't defend herself against such a beating.

But Ye Ming was a direct descendant of the Ye clan. Even if he killed a maid like Xiaocao, he wouldn't face any punishment. Ye Xiaotian stood behind Ye Ming, his hands wrapped in bandages, with a sinister look on his face.

Seeing Ye Mo, Ye Ming sneered, "I didn't expect you to come here to die. Xiaotian, what do you want to do?"

"To save this girl's life, he must cut off his four limbs and lick my toes," Ye Xiaotian said, kicking off his cloth shoes and stepping on the muddy ground a few times.

"Ugh, Young Master Ye Mo, don't worry about me. You are a high-ranking young master, while Xiaocao is just a lowly life," Xiaocao shouted with the last of her strength. Her delicate, slightly emaciated face was covered in blood.

"Ye Ming, don't you find it shameful to bully a defenseless maid?" Ye Mo said coldly.

"Shameful? You hitting Ye Xiaotian is like hitting me. In the Ye clan, no one dares to provoke me." Ye Ming said, stepping on Xiaocao's face. "Xiaotian, make him lick your toes. If he doesn't, I'll crush this girl's head."

"Hehe, thank you, Brother Ye Ming!" Ye Xiaotian said, staggering a few steps forward.

"Ye Mo, come and lick, or this maid's life is over."

"Don't lick!" Xiaocao curled up on the ground, her voice weak.

Ye Mo clenched his fists, looking at Ye Ming and Ye Xiaotian with anger. "Fine, I'll lick!"

Ye Mo slowly walked to Ye Xiaotian, crouched down, and his right hand absorbed a strand of Dragon Power. Ye Xiaotian looked at Ye Mo with a smile, and Ye Ming wore a mocking expression, as if watching a joke.

"Ha ha ha, Ye Mo, you were so arrogant. You said you would beat me every time you saw me. Lick my toes!" Ye Xiaotian laughed.

"Lick!"

Ye Mo lowered his head, squinted his eyes, and a cold light flashed. He grabbed Ye Xiaotian's foot with his right hand and applied a little force. The power of two stones burst out, and the sound of bones breaking echoed. Ye Xiaotian screamed in pain again.

Ye Ming's face changed drastically. He never expected Ye Mo to fight back. Not only was Ye Mo not his match, but he also had a hostage.

Ye Mo lifted Ye Xiaotian and, before Ye Ming could react, used him as a weapon, throwing him at Ye Ming. Ye Ming caught Ye Xiaotian with both hands, but the powerful attack forced him to retreat several steps, and Ye Xiaotian fainted.

Ye Mo rushed over, picked up the curled-up Xiaocao, and ran away!

"Want to run? Not so easy!" Ye Ming quickly threw Ye Xiaotian aside and charged at Ye Mo.

Wind God Leg!

A medium-grade spirit-level martial technique of the Ye family, suitable for cultivators below the Qi Condensation Realm. When mastered, it can turn the body into a gust of wind, greatly increasing speed.

Ye Ming had opened the spirit gates in both legs, making him naturally faster than Ye Mo. With the use of Wind God Leg, it took only a breath for Ye Ming to catch up to Ye Mo, reaching out with one hand towards Ye Mo's head.

"Die!" Both strands of Dragon Power were absorbed by the right spirit gate. Ye Mo turned and punched Ye Ming, the sound of the air breaking as their hands met. Four stones of power were poured into Ye Ming's arm.

Ye Ming's face changed drastically. The intense pain made his arm break, and he was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground, his face contorted in pain.

"Servants, all of you come out and beat this Ye Mo to death!" Ye Ming, holding his arm, shouted in pain.

Five guards from the garden quickly surrounded Ye Mo. These five guards were all cultivators who had opened three to four spirit gates, and one of them had already reached the Qi Condensation Realm. All five held wooden sticks.

One of the guards swung his stick at Ye Mo's head, the whistling sound indicating the strength of the blow.

"Crack!" Ye Mo's right fist blocked the stick, but it didn't break; instead, it made his right hand feel numb.

It was an ordinary weapon!

Weapons have grades, from the lowest to the highest: ordinary weapons, magical weapons, spirit weapons, treasure weapons, heavenly weapons, immortal weapons, and divine weapons. Ordinary weapons and magical weapons are relatively common. Ordinary weapons cannot be infused with yuan energy but are very durable. If it were a regular stick, it would have broken long ago.

"What are you waiting for? Keep hitting!"

Except for the guard at the first level of the Qi Condensation Realm, the other four Body Tempering Realm guards swung their sticks at Ye Mo. Ye Mo, holding Xiaocao with his left hand and surrounded by four people, could only use his right hand to protect his head.

Although as long as the dantian isn't destroyed, even severe injuries can be treated with medicinal pills, a heavy blow to the head could turn someone into an idiot.

"Crack, crack" The sticks continuously hit Ye Mo's right arm, and the black Dragon Power in his right spirit gate slowly diminished.

"Damn! The Dragon Power is gone." As soon as the Dragon Power disappeared, ordinary yuan energy automatically flowed into the spirit gate to replenish the strength in Ye Mo's right arm. But how could ordinary yuan energy withstand the attack of an ordinary weapon?

"Crack!" Another blow, and Ye Mo was knocked to the ground.