Chapter 12 Cai'er Departs, Initial Two Daggers
The moment Sheng Yue finished speaking, waves of white light flashed from the Thousand Strikes Spiritual Stove, lifting Long Haochen.
Instantly, waves of aura pulsed. Long Haochen was directly lifted, and countless streams of Thousand Strikes spiritual power roamed within his body, continuously tempering it in a very special way.
A moment later, the Thousand Strikes ended.
Long Haochen's body was gently placed on the ground, his expression relaxed, already fast asleep.
"It's finished." Sheng Yue's face was pale, showing that the Thousand Strikes Marrow Cleansing was also a great drain on him.
Hearing this, a trace of reluctance flashed in Cai'er's eyes. She bit her lip, walked forward again, grabbed Ye Ling's hand, and wrote a few more words in it: "Don't forget me."
"Okay." Ye Ling stroked Cai'er's soft hair and said softly, "Perhaps we can meet again even before the Demon Hunt Squads begin."
Ye Ling's words made Cai'er's eyes flash with shock, slightly excited. Hearing this, Sheng Yue's expression also became a bit awkward. Good heavens, he could understand Ye Ling's underlying meaning.
Wasn't it just saying he could look for him whenever?
Cai'er had now been persuaded by him, so she would definitely continue cultivating the power of Samsara. But Ye Ling would certainly be a factor in that. If later Cai'er suddenly didn't want to cultivate, or wanted to run away because of the pain, perhaps he would even have to bring Ye Ling to see Cai'er...
Hey?
That actually seemed possible.
Using Ye Ling as Cai'er's goal might actually be a good thing.
Soon, Cai'er returned to Sheng Yue's side. With a sense of longing for what she wouldn't see again for a while, she was taken away by Sheng Yue.
Watching this scene, Ye Ling picked up the purple Forget-Me-Not ring in his hand. Without saying much, he simply slipped it onto his index finger.
"We'll meet again soon," he said, looking towards the spot where they disappeared.
Then, he turned his head and looked at Long Haochen lying on the ground. Ye Ling sighed helplessly. Forget it, better send this guy back first.
Ye Ling grabbed Long Haochen, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and walked towards his home.
In a certain wooden cabin on Odin Mountain.
Bai Yue was washing clothes, her means of livelihood for the past ten years.
"Aunt Bai Yue."
Suddenly, Bai Yue heard this sentence, turned her head, and saw the visitor was Ye Ling, carrying Long Haochen on his shoulder.
"Ye Ling?" Bai Yue saw Long Haochen being carried by Ye Ling, paused for a moment, wanting to know what had happened.
"On my way back just now, I saw Haochen fainted on the road, so I brought him back." Looking at Bai Yue, Ye Ling distorted the facts without blushing or his heart skipping a beat. Seriously, he had brought him an opportunity, cleansed his impurities, and even increased his external spiritual power. Wasn't it just knocking him out for a bit?
What was the big deal!
Although Bai Yue was somewhat puzzled, she didn't say much, just silently took Long Haochen.
The moment she received Long Haochen, an almost imperceptible colorless light flashed from her hand. Stimulated by the light, Long Haochen woke up, looking around confusedly.
"Mom?" Long Haochen looked at Bai Yue doubtfully, then looked around again, somewhat bewildered: "How did I get here? Wasn't I with Brother Ye?"
Suddenly, he turned his head again and happened to see Ye Ling nearby. He abruptly remembered something; it seemed he had just been knocked out by Ye Ling...
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Ye Ling suddenly raise a finger, making a 'shush' gesture.
Seeing this, Bai Yue couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile faintly. If it were someone else like this, Bai Yue might think Long Haochen was being bullied, but if it was Ye Ling, Bai Yue wouldn't think that way.
"Ye Ling, don't go back just yet. Stay here for a meal before you leave," Bai Yue said.
"Okay, Aunt Bai Yue." Ye Ling nodded.
He then took Long Haochen into his room.
"Brother Ye, why is my whole body aching now? Even when I trained to exhaustion before, it never hurt this much!"
Long Haochen was very helpless. When in doubt, ask Ye Ling – this was a habit he had developed. Besides, his last memory was being knocked out by Ye Ling.
"Remember the Thousand Strikes Marrow Cleansing?" Ye Ling asked.
"I remember," Long Haochen nodded.
"Just now, I had that senior use the effect of one Thousand Strikes Marrow Cleansing on you. That's why you feel like this. It's essentially washed away all the impurities in your body and thoroughly solidified the foundation you hadn't laid before."
Ye Ling explained, his tone casual.
But while the speaker was nonchalant, the listener took it to heart. Hearing this, Long Haochen's large azure eyes became somewhat moist. He was touched that Ye Ling would give such an opportunity to him instead of using it himself.
"Don't overthink it. Are you rested? If you are, come out. I'll help you stabilize your foundation," Ye Ling said.
Afterward, the two left together.
At this moment, two daggers appeared in his hands, one light, one dark, shimmering with layers of special aura.
These were the Light Dragon Dagger and the Shadow Dragon Dagger. Although Ye Ling hadn't yet managed to try mastering the Dragon of Space and Time, using the devolved versions of the two daggers was still no problem.
Seeing this, Long Haochen paused, quite curious as to when Ye Ling started using daggers, but he didn't say much. He just began swinging the wooden sword in his hand and charged towards Ye Ling.
Half an hour passed.
Long Haochen lay on the ground, panting heavily. Under Ye Ling's guidance, he had already completely mastered the power he had suddenly gained. Now, there wouldn't be situations where he couldn't control it.
However, at this moment, he only had one thought in his mind.
"Brother Ye is really strong!"
Long Haochen had initially thought that Ye Ling using daggers and suppressing his own strength was meant to go easy on him.
But unexpectedly, Ye Ling's skill with daggers was terrifyingly formidable, completely on par with when he used a sword. Even though Ye Ling used very little spiritual power, Long Haochen was still thoroughly beaten by him within the same level.
In half an hour, they had fought over a hundred rounds. If Ye Ling hadn't held back, Long Haochen would have died a hundred times in just that half hour.
Long Haochen understood this deeply, which was why he sighed with emotion.
Soon, Bai Yue came to call them for dinner. After eating, Ye Ling also bid them farewell and hurried back himself.
Watching Ye Ling leave, Bai Yue seemed lost in thought, her gaze shifting to Long Haochen beside her.
"He really is a reliable child. If things are really as Xingyu said, perhaps entrusting Haochen to him in the future would be a good idea."
Bai Yue sighed inwardly.
She felt a bit melancholic.
Reluctant to part with her child.
But...
If an eagle doesn't leave the nest, how can it soar through the nine heavens?
Odin Branch Hall.
Inside Ye Ling's room.
At this moment, Ye Ling wasn't sitting cross-legged, but silently gripping the two daggers in his hands.
One Light Dragon Dagger, one Shadow Dragon Dagger.
Right now, in Ye Ling's hands, they seemed vibrant and alive!
And Ye Ling was currently gripping these two daggers, seemingly attempting to do something.
"Now I can choose to try and fully awaken this Martial Soul," Ye Ling murmured.
Then, he began the process.
(End of Chapter)
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