Chapter 11

All the gazes in the training ground were focused on the place where the dragon and tiger shadows intertwined on the stage.

Because they knew that the outcome was about to be revealed!

Lin Yingluo's cold gaze was fixed on the training ground, and suddenly a faint murmur in her ear made her expression change.

"Crossing the ranks in battle... the outcome has been decided."

These words came from the City Lord of Longguang, Qi Shilong, who stood with his hands behind his back. Lin Yingluo could sense the admiration in Qi Shilong's words.

At this moment, Murong Baishi had already lost his previous confidence. The muscles on his withered old face twitched, and a coldness flickered in his eyes as he stared intently at the dragon and tiger shadows on the training ground. Although Murong Baishi could not confirm who would win, he had a vague sense of foreboding.

Although Murong Changqing noticed Murong Baishi's unusual behavior, he was equally astonished. If the display of Ye Wuxie's full-body cultivation had brought him great comfort, then Ye Wuxie's sudden surge in cultivation, matching Murong Tian's full power without falling behind, filled him with shock.

Murong Changqing suddenly realized that he did not understand this young man who had grown up under his watch as much as he thought.

"Who will win?"

"It must be Murong Tian! He is at the Xifan realm!"

"But Ye Wuxie doesn't seem to be weaker than him!"

...

The discussions among the Murong clan members never ceased. As young people, they were naturally hot-blooded. The battle on the training ground captivated all the Murong clan members, and they were eager to know who would win, who would be the first among the young generation of the Murong family!

Murong Binglan's breathing had already become rapid, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief. She could not understand why the "waste" she had spoken of could fight Murong Tian to such a degree.

Her delicate hands clenched tightly, and Murong Binglan suddenly stood up from her spot, her face tense as she stared at the training ground.

Just as everyone's emotions were varied, a thunderous howl suddenly echoed from the training ground, followed by a powerful and domineering voice.

"Defeat for you!"

"Bang" "Thud"

A pale golden yuan force suddenly shot up into the sky, and the entire training ground seemed to tremble. The tiger roars continued, and a figure was blasted away by a powerful force, looking extremely wretched.

"Puff"

A mouthful of bright red blood was spat out, and the wretched figure tried its best to steady itself but ultimately failed.

With a thud, it fell onto the already shattered training ground, spitting out two more mouthfuls of bright red blood.

"Hum"

The pale golden yuan force trembled and slowly dissipated, revealing a tall figure standing there, under the gaze of everyone in the training ground.

With a handsome face, sparkling eyes, and flowing black hair, it was Ye Wuxie!

And ten feet away, lying on the stone slab, spitting blood, with eyes full of shock and hatred, like a venomous snake ready to strike, was Murong Tian!

This battle, the outcome had been decided!

Ye Wuxie, relying on his own strength, had finally defeated Murong Tian.

"Heaven! It's Ye Wuxie! Ye Wuxie has defeated Murong Tian!"

"He is truly amazing!"

"I can't believe my eyes!"

"Murong Tian actually lost, the first genius of the Murong family should be Ye Wuxie!"

...

All the Murong clan members immediately erupted. Murong Tian's defeat and Ye Wuxie's victory left these young men and women unable to calm their excitement! Their gazes slowly shifted from shock to admiration and enthusiasm as they looked at Ye Wuxie standing alone on the training ground.

"How could this happen... How could this happen..."

Murong Binglan's face turned deathly pale. Seeing Murong Tian lying like a dead dog at Ye Wuxie's feet, her belief crumbled instantly! The first genius of the family, her Tian brother, had been defeated by someone she considered a waste, a result she could not accept.

Feeling the pain and numbness in his arms and the turmoil of his internal energy, Ye Wuxie's heart was filled with passion.

"Victory, I have finally defeated Murong Tian with my own efforts, protecting the Blood Dragon Jade. Uncle Fu, the thing you left me, no one can take it away."

At this moment, the young man's mind was filled with myriad thoughts. Besides the joy of victory, there was a sense of clarity. He was originally a world-class genius but chose to remain obscure for ten years due to his obsession. Over these ten years, he had endured countless sneers and ridicule, which he did not care about, but he was still just a fifteen-year-old boy!

Now, he, with the name of a waste, had defeated the dazzling genius with his own fists, as if telling everyone that he, Ye Wuxie, had returned!

The surrounding discussions clearly reached Murong Tian's ears, making him almost go mad with rage!

What was his identity? As the first genius of the Murong family, he had grown up with glory and had never tasted defeat. Now, he had been thoroughly defeated by someone with the name of a waste. How could the arrogant Murong Tian bear it!

"Ye Wuxie, Ye Wuxie..."

His hatred for Ye Wuxie had reached its peak! Murong Tian stared at the young man who had defeated him with venomous eyes.

"Whoosh"

A figure suddenly leaped onto the training ground, trying to help Murong Tian up.

"Tian, are you okay?"

The concerned voice came from Murong Baishi.

Ye Wuxie did not even look at the two of them but straightened his body, clasped his hands, and bowed to where Murong Changqing was standing.

"Uncle Changqing, a month ago, Murong Tian wanted to take the Blood Dragon Jade, and I made a pact with him. Please witness this, Uncle Changqing. Today, I have defeated him, so I ask Uncle Changqing to stand up for me."

Ye Wuxie still held great respect for Murong Changqing, who had cared for him for ten years. In the entire Murong family, Murong Changqing and Xian'er were the two people he cared about the most.

"Ha ha ha... Wuxie, you little rascal, you have hidden your abilities well! Don't worry, the Blood Dragon Jade was always yours, and it has nothing to do with the Murong family. I was just keeping it for you. I was supposed to give it to you when you turned eighteen or broke through the Xifan realm, but now you have earned the right to possess it."

Murong Changqing's right hand flashed, and a blood-red dragon-shaped jade suddenly appeared in his hand.

Looking at the blood-red dragon-shaped jade, Ye Wuxie's breathing suddenly paused. This was the thing Uncle Fu had left him, carrying his thoughts for the past ten years. Now, it was finally in his hands.

"Whoosh"

Murong Changqing smiled and threw the Blood Dragon Jade to Ye Wuxie.

Holding the Blood Dragon Jade tightly, feeling its smoothness, Ye Wuxie felt as if he was touching Uncle Fu's warm, dry hands, and his thoughts of him welled up.

"Uncle Fu, Wuxie will find you."

This phrase, which he had repeated countless times, flashed through his mind. Ye Wuxie solemnly placed it in his chest, next to the unopened letter, feeling the presence of these two things, he felt immensely satisfied at this moment.

"Having obtained the Blood Dragon Jade, I should leave. I need to leave the Murong family..."

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Ye Wuxie had stayed in the Murong family for two reasons: to gather the Holy Law Origin and to obtain the Blood Dragon Jade. Now that both were accomplished, it was time for him to leave.

The Murong family was too small. Ye Wuxie deeply understood that to uncover his and Kong's past, he needed to leave the Murong family and go to a broader world. Only then could he continuously grow stronger and perhaps find information about Uncle Fu and Kong.

Ye Wuxie decided to find Murong Changqing tonight and bid farewell to him.

At this moment, Ye Wuxie was about to leave. If not for the Blood Dragon Jade, the events here would have been none of his concern.

"Ye Wuxie! Wait! I won't let you off!"

Just as Ye Wuxie was about to leave, he heard Murong Tian's voice full of hatred. Hearing this, Ye Wuxie paused, turned around, and looked at his defeated opponent.

At this moment, Murong Tian had lost his usual handsome appearance. His white martial robe was covered in dust, his hair was disheveled, and his usually handsome face was slightly distorted, his eyes full of hatred, staring fiercely at Ye Wuxie!

Looking down at Murong Tian, Ye Wuxie's eyes were calm. He spoke quietly, "Murong Tian, today's battle, you have been defeated by me. From now on, whenever you see me, you must avoid me. I hope you remember this."

Upon hearing this, Murong Tian immediately recalled the pact a month ago, and a deep sense of humiliation washed over him. He had never taken this seriously, but now it had come true. Thinking of this, Murong Tian's anger surged, aggravating his injuries, and his vision went black. Just as he was about to speak again, Murong Baishi gently pressed Murong Tian's back.

Murong Tian followed Murong Baishi's gaze and saw Qi Shilong standing with his hands behind his back. Looking at his grandfather Murong Baishi's meaningful gaze, he immediately recalled some matters.

"Hum! I will endure! I will endure! Ye Wuxie, even if you have defeated me now, what does it matter? In the next month, I will receive full cultivation from City Lord Qi. Even without the Blood Dragon Jade, my strength will greatly increase. When I represent Longguang City in the Hundred Cities Battle, I will gain countless benefits! When I return from the Hundred Cities Battle, I will make you pay for what you have done today!"

Having thought this through, Murong Tian suppressed his anger and, with Murong Baishi's support, stood up. His immediate task was to stabilize his injuries and recover quickly to avoid affecting the upcoming events.

"Hiss"

Ye Wuxie's punch had hit his chest solidly. Even a slight movement caused him pain, deepening his hatred for Ye Wuxie.

"It seems I can't go to the Sima family for now. I must first apologize to City Lord Qi."

Murong Tian, determined, endured his injuries and was about to approach Qi Shilong to talk.

Ye Wuxie paid no attention to Murong Tian's words. The moment Murong Tian was defeated by him, he would never be able to turn the tide. This was Ye Wuxie's strong belief.

However, Ye Wuxie still reminded himself to be cautious of the old man Murong Baishi. After tonight, he would leave the Murong family, and in the vast world, who would know where he had gone?

Lin Yingluo had been watching Ye Wuxie all along. This young man had ultimately won, and the final clash