Chapter 45

Yejuntian walked over and pulled it out, feeling its weight as he extended his hand. The two-foot-long spear body actually weighed seven or eight hundred pounds. Fortunately, Yejuntian had now reached the fourth level of Pulse Movement; otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to lift it a few times.

His eyes penetrated the spear, and Yejuntian was startled. Because he couldn't see through it at all. His vision slid off the moment it touched the spear, as if the spear had suddenly turned into a slippery loach.

There's something strange about this spear.

Yejuntian channeled a surge of blood energy into the black hole in his stomach, which then strengthened the blood energy in his eyes. His pupils rotated, and the penetration ability became even stronger. However, this time, the vision still slid off.

Could it be that his blood penetration ability isn't strong enough? He tried ten times, but ultimately couldn't see through it.

Because he couldn't see through it, he couldn't determine what material the spear was made of. It looked like ordinary mystic iron.

"Whatever, this iron rod is quite heavy, good for smashing people. I'll choose it." Yejuntian weighed it in his hand.

"Don't regret it. This is just a broken spear. Even a weapon master can't forge a new spearhead." Ye Tianhao seemed to give a well-meaning reminder, but the hidden 'joy' in his old eyes was still perceived by Yejuntian's sensitive pupils.

Of course, people would be happy if you chose a broken spear.

"I won't regret it, it's this one." Yejuntian took the spear and left, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Ye Tianhao's lips curled into a 'you're an idiot' expression.

"What weapon did you choose?" When they returned to the training ground, Father Ye Qingshao looked at Yejuntian with some confusion.

"It's this one." Yejuntian waved the broken spear in his hand.

"Just this one? You!" Ye Qingshao's eyes widened, then he said in confusion, "You're not delirious, are you?"

"I feel it's handy, good for a big club. Other weapons don't feel right." Yejuntian said, of course not revealing the reason.

"You, what can I say about you? What a great opportunity, and you, forget it, you, you really make me angry." Ye Qingshao was almost ready to curse.

"Ha ha ha, Yejuntian, your weapon is so amazing. It's not a big club, but it's not a spear either, ha ha ha, how can it not have a spearhead?" Caiqiang laughed loudly at Yejuntian's broken spear.

"It's a spear, just a piece of scrap iron left from a broken one. Looks like a useless person chose a useless weapon, they match perfectly." Yefeng sneered. Just now, his Adamantine Ring almost got taken by Yejuntian, and he was feeling very frustrated. Now, he could finally vent his anger.

"I like useless things, what about it?" Yejuntian glanced at him and huffed, pretending to be angry.

Ha ha ha...

Yefeng and the others laughed heartily, unable to stop.

In the second match, Yejuntian easily defeated Yebiao.

However, he could only fight two matches today.

The originally arrogant Ye Dong in the evening was in no good mood. Because Ye Hua's strength was not inferior to his, yet he couldn't withstand Yejuntian's one slap.

This scene made all the young disciples of the Ye family feel a chill. In their eyes, Yejuntian's strength immediately rose to the level of a Bronze Disciple.

"Ye Dong, Ye Hua was too overconfident." Father Ye Muyuan looked at his son's expression and comforted him.

"Father, do you think I have a chance against Ye Hua?" Ye Dong became very unconfident.

"Ye Dong, you underestimate yourself. Ye Hua is strong, but he's too arrogant. Just like Yefeng, so it's normal for him to slip up. But you are different. As long as you are careful, you have a fifty-fifty chance." Ye Muyuan said.

"Only fifty percent? I used to think it was a hundred percent." Ye Dong was somewhat disappointed.

"You have to face reality. Yejuntian is no longer the waste you thought he was. This guy is becoming more and more mysterious.

However, his cultivation method is not pure. A person without bloodline cultivation ability will ultimately not be able to make a big impact.

Moreover, the future is not promising. After all, our Mystic Continent is mainly about bloodline cultivation. Bloodstones, blood crystal coins, blood pills, and even the control of tools are all related to blood energy.

Without blood energy, these things are of little use to you. So, let him be arrogant for now.

As for the Qingxiao branch, they are almost like trash now. They have sold all their assets and are dirt poor. In this world, without money, there are no cultivation resources.

Without cultivation resources, the cultivation speed will inevitably slow down. This vicious cycle will lead to the family's decline, and they will eventually disappear from the Ye family's sight.

So, Ye Dong, Ye Qingshao won't last much longer." Ye Muyuan said.

"But I want to defeat him, even a draw would make me sad." Ye Dong almost shouted.

"Do you really want to defeat him?" Ye Muyuan stared at his son with burning eyes.

"Yes, I want to, I really want to! Otherwise, I would fight him to the death. Defeat, I can't bear such a great humiliation. Draw, I don't want that to happen. There's only one way, to defeat him and crush him under my feet." Ye Dong's eyes were resolute, his fists clenched, determined to succeed or die trying.

"Follow me." Ye Muyuan carried a sack and quietly left the mansion with his son.

Soon, they arrived at the Yiren Hall pharmacy, which in Qingmu City was only a one-star store, the lowest level in the Yiren Hall alliance. Because smaller towns didn't have branches.

Ye Muyuan took his son directly to the second floor and pushed open the door marked 'Manager'.

"You're here?" A thin, long-bearded old man sitting in the room looked at the Ye family father and son and asked.

"Ye Dong, this is the Qingmu City branch manager of Yiren Hall, Mr. Li Gongcheng. Greet him quickly." Ye Muyuan said.

"Manager, hello." Ye Dong bowed slightly, somewhat unwillingly.

"You little brat, do you want a beating? Manager Li is a third-rank Earth Warrior, much stronger than the family head. Are you unwilling to bow?" Ye Muyuan scolded immediately.

"Hehe, no problem. Young people, having a temper is better." Manager Li waved his hand and glanced at Ye Dong. "Hmm, barely acceptable, can be used. But, did you bring that thing?"

Ye Dong was naturally confused.

"I brought it, please check it." Ye Muyuan respectfully took out an ancient black wooden box from the sack and gently placed it on the table.

Moreover, he quickly closed the windows, as if afraid of being spied on. Ye Dong was also curious about what treasure was inside.

Manager Li opened the box, and Ye Dong glanced sideways, almost jumping in surprise. Because the box was filled with a radiant aura, a finger-thick beam of light shot directly from the box to the ceiling.

Isn't this the 'Light Pearl' that was 'stolen' from the Ye family spirit hall? Ye Dong was astonished, because a 'Light Pearl' embedded in the ceiling of the Ye family spirit hall had been stolen not long ago.

The 'Light Pearl' not only served as lighting. More importantly, it had the ability to cleanse the body and maintain the solemn and mysterious atmosphere of the spirit hall.

Some also said that the 'Light Pearl' could gather souls, so it was embedded in the spirit hall to protect the ancestors of the Ye family. Who would have thought that the 'thief' was actually his own father, a thousand precautions and still a family thief.

His father was the inside thief. Although Ye Dong was usually arrogant, he found it hard to accept this. After all, it was a matter of morality.