Chapter 2

Yewuque’s eyes were slightly closed, despite the boiling anger in his heart, despite the various taunts from the Murong clan’s disciples over the past ten years, he still harbored feelings for the Murong family and respected the middle-aged man he called "Uncle Changqing."

This place, after all, was where he had grown up.

He waited quietly, awaiting the decision from Murong Changqing.

“Murong Tian respectfully requests the patriarch to grant me these two requests.”

The entire training ground fell into a silence, even the few elders of the Murong family were momentarily speechless. Only Murong Baishi narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Yewuque, his thoughts unknown.

After making two consecutive requests, Murong Tian remained silent, his expression calm as he quietly watched Murong Changqing, whose face had slightly changed. The soul moon behind him floated up and down, subtly demonstrating the confidence behind his three statements.

“Yewuque? This waste of ten years, does he deserve to possess the Blood Dragon Jade? I, Murong Tian, am the true master of this jade! I, Murong Tian, am the one who deserves to own this extraordinary treasure that can propel a cultivator in the Mortal Realm to soar to new heights!”

Pride and madness filled his heart, and at this moment, the seemingly indifferent Murong Tian's thoughts were also surging. The Blood Dragon Jade, he had been eagerly awaiting it for too long.

“The Blood Dragon Jade, the Blood Dragon Swallowing the Moon! This jade can grant a cultivator in the Mortal Realm an unexpected transformation!”

Murong Changqing felt a slight bitterness at this moment. The information about the Blood Dragon Jade was left by that person, for Yewuque. The Blood Dragon Jade did not belong to the Murong family; it was originally to be returned to Yewuque when he reached the Mortal Realm. No one had expected that Yewuque would become a waste.

“So that’s it, the Blood Dragon Jade. Tian is here for the Blood Dragon Jade, no wonder he wanted to make a bet with me before his seclusion, it turns out he was already confident in condensing the soul moon. Sigh, if only the Blood Dragon Jade truly belonged to our Murong family, but...”

Murong Changqing, who was always decisive and never indecisive, was also somewhat conflicted at this moment. After a moment, he stood up from the stone seat, his expression unchanged, his gaze sweeping over Murong Tian and then focusing on Yewuque’s face, his expression complex.

“The engagement with Binglan, Yewuque had privately pleaded with me to revoke it long ago. This engagement was originally a jest. Therefore, I announce today that the engagement between Yewuque and Murong Binglan is hereby annulled, and from now on, no one should mention it again.”

The low voice of Murong Changqing echoed, and this outcome was not unexpected by the crowd. Only Murong Binglan’s delicate body trembled, her teeth almost biting through her rosy lips, her eyes flashing with a sense of liberation, but more so with humiliation and resentment towards Yewuque, with no trace of joy.

“As for the Blood Dragon Jade you are requesting, Tian...”

Murong Changqing’s words suddenly paused, and even the usually composed Murong Tian was somewhat nervous at this moment. He looked at Murong Changqing, his desire almost reaching its peak.

The eyes of all the Murong disciples in the training ground were also completely focused on Murong Changqing’s face. The existence of the Blood Dragon Jade was not a secret in the Murong family, but they were not clear about its specific effects.

But that was not important. What was important was that the Murong disciples knew the Blood Dragon Jade originally belonged to Yewuque, and now Murong Tian was demanding it. This decision by Murong Changqing would affect everyone’s nerves.

Although it affected everyone’s nerves, Murong Changqing’s slightly weathered eyes remained unmoved, and he continued to speak calmly.

“Tian, you have condensed the soul moon at the age of seventeen and entered the Mortal Realm, your talent is excellent, a pride of our Murong family. Before your seclusion, I promised you that if you broke through, I would grant you two requests. Since you have not disappointed me, I will naturally keep my promise.”

Upon hearing this, Yewuque’s originally relaxed hand clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His heart sank at this moment, a vague negative emotion rising, and a faint golden light appeared in his slightly closed eyes.

Murong Tian’s lips curled up, his eyes shining, his excitement evident. The Blood Dragon Jade, his desire was about to be fulfilled; but the elderly face of Murong Baishi, sitting beside Murong Changqing, showed a hint of doubt.

Yewuque’s expression was fully captured by Murong Changqing, who could clearly feel the strong negative aura rising from this fifteen-year-old youth. He silently laughed: “This brat, I thought he wouldn’t get angry.”

Just as everyone’s gazes turned to pity, sympathy, and ridicule, a firm voice suddenly broke the silence, coming from Murong Changqing!

“However, Tian, unfortunately, the true owner of the Blood Dragon Jade is Yewuque, not me. It was never the property of our Murong family; I was merely keeping it in trust. Therefore, even I do not have the right to allocate this jade. The ownership of the Blood Dragon Jade must be decided by Yewuque. So, it’s not that I am refusing your request, but that I cannot fulfill it.”

“Huff”

Yewuque’s body, which had been filled with intense sorrow, trembled, then slowly relaxed. He took a deep breath, his face slightly lowered, and a warm smile appeared in his naturally brilliant eyes.

Murong Changqing’s sudden change of heart left the Murong disciples in the training ground collectively stunned, almost disbelieving their ears. For a waste, the patriarch actually refused the family’s top genius?

“Patriarch, you are refusing my request for the sake of Yewuque, this waste. I, Murong Tian, cannot accept this.”

Murong Tian, who had been confident of victory, his face turned stern, his eyes narrowing, his voice slightly angry, the soul moon behind him pulsing, showing his inner turmoil.

Murong Baishi, who had been sitting still, saw Murong Changqing refuse his grandson, his withered face muscles twitching, and suddenly spoke: “Tian! Do not be impolite!”

He then stood up, looking at Murong Changqing and smiling: “Patriarch, Tian is not yet eighteen, he speaks without measure. Please forgive him, Patriarch.”

“Ha ha, Elder Three, you are too serious. Tian is a genius of our Murong family, and geniuses are bound to be extraordinary. How could I mind?”

Following Murong Baishi’s words, Murong Changqing smiled leisurely.

Seeing this, Murong Baishi was not bothered. He glanced at his beloved grandson, who had just shown a hint of anger, which now vanished, returning to his previous indifference.

Satisfied, Murong Baishi glanced at Yewuque, a flash of severity in his eyes, and then said to Murong Changqing: “The Blood Dragon Jade is of great importance. Now that Yewuque cannot cultivate, returning the Blood Dragon Jade to him when he turns eighteen might not be a good thing for him.”

“It seems that Murong Baishi and Murong Tian have been coveting the Blood Dragon Jade for a long time.”

Yewuque watched Murong Baishi expressionlessly, his heart stirring.

Seeing Murong Changqing remain silent, Murong Baishi continued: “Patriarch, I have always believed that without the corresponding strength, one does not have the right to possess certain things. Yewuque is only at the fifth level of the Body Tempering stage. Giving him the Blood Dragon Jade would not be a blessing but a curse, and might even bring him deadly danger!”

A solemn atmosphere spread with Murong Baishi’s words, and Murong Changqing’s expression changed.

“Elder Three is right. The Blood Dragon Jade should be given to Tian.”

“That’s correct. Even if the Blood Dragon Jade is given to Yewuque, he cannot protect it.”

“The world is cruel, and I also believe that this jade should be given to Tian.”

The few elders of the Murong family, seated on the stone seats, finally spoke.

“Enough! I, as the patriarch, have decided. The Blood Dragon Jade belongs to Yewuque, and no one shall mention it again!”

Murong Changqing’s face turned stern, and he spoke firmly.

Seeing Murong Changqing’s decision, Murong Baishi’s old face twitched, suppressing his anger, and he gave a deep look at Murong Tian.

Their eyes met, and a lightning bolt seemed to strike Murong Tian’s heart.

In Yewuque’s gaze, Murong Tian suddenly turned, his indifferent eyes landing on him. Yewuque did not avoid or retreat, his calm eyes meeting his.

“Yewuque, what does it matter if the Blood Dragon Jade is yours? What can you do now to get it? Rely on the patriarch’s favor? Even if you get it, how can you protect it? Do you... have the ability?”

“Fifth level of Body Tempering? Ha ha, such cultivation is not even worthy of tying my shoes! Yewuque! I, Murong Tian, have the ability to protect the Blood Dragon Jade! Do you have the ability?”

“If you do, show it to everyone.”

Cold words poured from Murong Tian’s mouth, spreading throughout the training ground and clearly reaching Yewuque’s ears.

“Yes! How can a waste like Yewuque have the right to possess the Blood Dragon Jade!”

“Murong Tian is our Murong family’s genius!”

“For the Murong family to rise, it needs Murong Tian! Yewuque not only cannot cultivate but also opposes Murong Tian!”

“Yewuque is truly ungrateful!”

...

Countless whispers buzzed, and the Murong disciples finally could not resist discussing.

Seeing this, Murong Baishi inwardly laughed, and Murong Tian’s lips curled up.

Murong Changqing’s face changed slightly; how could he not understand Murong Tian’s intentions?

Provocation!

Murong Tian was provoking Yewuque. What did he mean by “show it to everyone”?

Wasn’t it to provoke Yewuque into a battle with him?

“Brat, you must keep your cool!”

Murong Changqing could not stop Murong Tian’s actions, although he was good to Yewuque, he was still the patriarch of the Murong family.

And Murong Tian was the future of the Murong family!

“Humph! Yewuque, if you endure, you will be despised by all the Murong disciples; if you fall for my provocation, I will show you what despair truly is!”

Thoughts surged in Murong Tian’s mind as he tightly stared at Yewuque.

He wanted to see how Yewuque would choose.

Feeling the gazes from all directions and Murong Tian’s cutting words, Yewuque smiled wryly.

His young, handsome face was filled with a smile, but this smile hid a long-dormant... sharpness!

Slowly extending his hands, Yewuque’s gaze deepened, his fingers closing, slowly forming a fist, muttering to himself: “Even if it’s a provocation, what does it matter? One must protect what is theirs!”

His black hair fluttered in the wind, and at the moment his fists clenched, a powerful and overwhelming aura radiated from Yewuque. This was not from his cultivation, but from the strength of his will and spirit!

“Ha ha ha... Murong Tian! Since that’s the case, I will grant your wish. One month from now, are you willing to fight? If I lose, I will hand over the Blood Dragon Jade; if I win, from now on, you must avoid me whenever you see me!”

The defiant words suddenly echoed from the mouth of this youth who had been silent for ten years, like a sword that had been sheathed for ten years, finally revealing its supreme sharpness!

Yewuque’s words swept through the training ground like a storm, and the Murong disciples thought they had heard wrong, instinctively touching their ears.

Shock, disbelief, and incredulity clearly appeared on every Murong disciple’s face.

“Did I hear that right? A waste like Yewuque is challenging Murong Tian?”

“One month from now, are you willing to fight? This, this... is Yewuque crazy?”

“Tsk tsk! I now have some admiration for Yewuque’s courage!”

...

Murong Hai’s face changed, then he smiled disdainfully; Murong Binglan’s delicate face was cold as ice, and she made a decision in her heart.

Yewuque’s words also surprised Murong Tian. He thought that under his provocation, Yewuque would either endure in silence or turn and leave, but he never expected Yewuque to challenge him.

One month from now! Are you willing to fight?

“Good, good, good! Yewuque! You still have some spirit. Since you have spoken, I will fulfill your so-called dignity. One month from now, right here, I, Murong Tian, will fight you!”

Although the situation was somewhat unexpected, it was even better than he had hoped.

“Yewuque, you are seeking your own death, don’t blame me! The Blood Dragon Jade, I, Murong Tian, am determined to obtain it.”

“Uncle Changqing, please be a witness to this. I, Yewuque, am deeply grateful. I will take my leave now.”

The youth, who had once again become calm, bowed to the conflicted Murong Changqing, then turned and left, leaving behind a familiar yet unfamiliar defiant back!

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As Yewuque quickly disappeared from the training ground, his face suddenly turned red, his body temperature alarmingly high. At this moment, he almost could not suppress the overwhelming changes surging within him!