The time of 4 years quickly flew by.
Ye Qingyu was now 14 years old. He was a youth that lived in the poor district of Deer City, which was part of the Snow Country.
4 years ago, within Snow Country's borders, the air moved restlessly and an apparition appeared.
Ye Qingyu's parents, during an unprecedented wave of demon attack due to an abnormal turn of events, died in battle. As a result of this, Ye Qingyu became an orphan and the Ye family deteriorated from then on.
Today, was the end of the four-year promise.
"Father, Mother, the four-year promise has been fulfilled!"
As the sundial pointed to the predetermined time, Ye Qingyu's face that was originally slack suddenly brightened up. His eyes opened wide and in it, you could see a lightning like glimmer.
In that instant, he seemed to turn into another person entirely.
In front of the grave, Ye Qingyu respectfully knelt down and bowed three times. Then, he started digging.
After uncovering the newly turned soil, three inches under, a black box was carefully hidden.
It was an extremely ordinary looking box.
The work outside was shoddy, without a lock and the long-time buried underground has caused obvious signs of rust to appear on the iron box.
Ye Qingyu carefully took out and opened the box, where a bronze badge was lying within.
Under the bright dawn sun, the badge which depicted the crossing of swords, shimmered under the light.
This was the most important possession his parents had left him.
"Mother, Father, according to the promise, I can now do the things I want to do. Can I now return to a normal person? Haha, those folks who have laughed at me for four years, will they be so shocked that their chins will drop?"
When he finished speaking, Ye Qingyu thought of something and a strange smile appeared on his mouth.
After 4 lonely years, despite undergoing hardship and torment, this did not twist Ye Qingyu's personality at all.
He was still filled with optimism, still filled with confidence.
What he lost was just some unimportant things, but what he gained was truly valuable – a calm, unwavering, determined, and rational heart and a pair of eyes filled with wisdom that could see through lies and falseness.
Only through experiencing hardship, can a person truly be moulded.
For Ye Qingyu, these four years could be comparable to a complete rebirth.
"Haha, for those who have laughed at the Ye family for these four years you guys are about to become extremely unfortunate. I'm a person who is extremely vengeful. Mother, Father, right now I'll act freely, you will definitely not blame me, isn't that right?"
Ye Qingyu's expression was calm and peaceful, as if his parents were sitting in front of him.
Carefully, Ye Qingyu stored the badge away.
Then he suddenly thought of something.
"Also, what the Ye Family have lost, I will take it all back with my own hands. Dad, what you've said is correct, without strength all this anger is meaningless. So I've decided, I will go to the White Deer Academy to learn first, you guys won't object right? Wait until I've become strong that sword, our property and the Ye Family mansion, I will take it all back!"
The teenager seemed as if he was swearing a solemn oath.
"Ah, that's right, even though until death you didn't want me to be involved in this issue, but I will definitely investigate clearly. What happened exactly in the battle to defend the city that caused you to fall ... No matter who stands in my way, I will, one fist at a time, break through the sky and shine the light on the shady folks who will pay the price!"
Ye Qingyu looked at the still tombstone as if he could see his parents' familiar faces.
His smile was filled with confidence.
In the distance, the golden rays of dawn pierced the morning mist like a sword, and countless beams of light shown.
Ye Qingyu's body was covered with light and he turned, walking towards the sun.
A legend, although late by four years, but ultimately unstoppable, began in the cemetery slums, quietly rising.
... ...
According to the rumours, there were countless time warped hidden worlds and these could be divided into countless domains.
The number of domains were like the number of stars in the sky inexhaustible.
But since the beginning of the world, through the chaos of millennia, the number of domains discovered by the strongest of each species were only eighty-one, with the [Qingyun domain], [Aria domain] and the [Southern domain] being the most prosperous.
Every domain was extremely broad and vast, with each forming a small world, giving birth to endless races and countless lives.
The Heaven wasteland domain, was one of the extremely young domains and had only been excavated for less than a hundred years so the reputation was not high.
Within this Heaven wasteland domain, was Deer city, a comparatively remote town in this world.
...
The time was summer.
Within Deer City, the annual White Deer Academy selection process was currently undergoing.
As the best beginner martial training center for thousands of kilometers* since the White Deer college began sixty years ago, it was the dream of countless youths to attend this academy.
As a result of this, since the sun had risen, there were tens of thousands of crazed people, crowded into the entrance of White Deer Academy.
As the bell sounded in the academy, accompanied by countless cheers the selection process for new students had begun.
Gradually, the bright glare of the sun continued to heat up, but this could not stop the enthusiasm of the teenagers.
In addition to the thousands of males and females of suitable age in Deer City, there were also countless youths who fulfilled the admission criteria that travelled here. Disregarding the thousand-mile journey they've set off from different villages and settlements, through mountains and rivers, accompanied by their loved ones for protection, to participate in the selection process.
Especially for the countless youths that originated from the poor, this was a chance to change their fate.
Once you pass the selection process and became part of White Deer Academy, it represented that you had taken one step into heaven**.
After training hard and becoming a strong Yuan qi*** warrior, then you can begin changing your poor fate and that of your parents.
In this time, the whole Deer City seemed as if it was undergoing a holiday celebration.
"Ah, have you heard, the daughter of the president of the Cheongna
Commerce Company, Song Qing Luo, who is only 12 years old, have successfully passed through the selection examination in her first try.
Through all six appraisals, she was appraised as excellent and possessing first class talent! This time the Cheongna Commerce
Company will produce a young genius!"
"That doesn't mean much, the son of South district's leader, Lee Seungjin, has also been appraised as having first class talent and has long been looked upon favourably by several Elders of White Deer Academy…"
"That's not too strange, as part of a wealthy family, from when they were small, their roads to becoming strong has already been prepared.
Cultivation techniques, spirit medicines and resources have all been arranged for them. For those rich young masters, they were born with a set of golden keys in their mouth, and as long as they prepare a little bit passing through the White Deer Academy selection process how can it not be simple?"
"That's right, compared to the lowly students, those aristocratic children won because of the difference in the starting line!"
"It's hard for a precious talent to be born in a poor family!
Outside White Deer Academy, everyone was discussing heatedly.
People were extremely emotional.
Because from the start of the examination to now, the majority of youths that had passed, came from a wealthy background. And for the poor students that had come to take part in the examination, out of a hundred there were only one or two that were able to pass, causing the small probability to shock everyone.
Those teenagers who had passed were cheering in celebration while those who had been eliminated were crying, their faces fill with despair.
Some families were happy while some were filled with worry.
The air of noble young masters and the depression of the poor teenagers presented a stark contrast.
The martial road, has always been incomparably cruel.
The admission venue selection grounds was at the entrance of the academy.
The entire selection process was conducted under the eyes of everyone.
In this aspect, it was at least fair. For countless poor youths, this was the only chance at changing their fate.
The crowds of people made the entire test area packed.
As the examiner endlessly announced the results, the crowd would emit a shocked exclamation and the despairing sounds of those eliminated would drift out, crying or begging.
At this time, the crowd split apart.
An imposing youth, his face filled with smiles, squeezed out from the crowd and walked towards the selection grounds.
Once the teenager appeared, it attracted the attention of many bystanders.
He looked to be around fourteen to fifteen years old, his clothing simple and his black hair was tied back with a simple rope, falling on the back to his waist like a waterfall. He had a slender physique filled with strength with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, possessing an angular face filled with confidence.
No matter who glanced at him, they would feel a surge of pressure due to his heroic atmosphere.
Although this youth wore a robe that was covered with patches and was evidently too short for him, it was extremely clean. A pair of straw sandals that looked as if it was about to break down was worn. He looked extremely shabby, but his atmosphere was like a victorious general returning from battle.
"Eh? Quickly look, isn't that Ye Qingyu? That idiot… doesn't he look… changed?"
"Oi, is that guy going to participate in the admission selection again?"
"Haha, he really came. I remember, that stupid child has already undergone quite a few of White Deer Academy selections?"
"That's right isn't it? That guy is a bit crazy, I guess the shock of losing his parents has impacted him too much. It's been four years of continuous entry into the examination, and every time he can't even pass the first appraisal. He has long since becoming the biggest joke of Deer City, and he has no sense of shame, he has even come here to be embarrassed again!"
"Hahaha, its all because the venerable Dean of White Deer Academy has once praised him, saying that he was a genius that had the potential to enter the Deer City ranking, even the hidden dragon rankings!
"Maybe the old dean was confused and misjudged…"
"I feel so too, however this poor Ye Qingyu stupidly thought it was for real, coming every time for the examination. Haha, it's so pitiful, it's funny!"
The crowd did not bother to disguise their discussion, and the discussion clearly passed into Ye Qingyu's ears.
His lips carried a faint smile, not caring in the least.
"A bunch of fools, knowing nothing, if not for the… I would have long entered White Deer Academy."
Ye Qingyu came to the outermost appraisal spot, obtaining the test nameplate.
According to the rules, only after obtaining the nameplate, could he participate in White Deer Academy's six appraisals. He had already taken part four times in the selection process so he knew about every aspect of the rules very well.
"Eh, isn't this the four-year champion? He's coming again this year?" a teenager wearing purple silk clothing said cynically, suddenly stepping near Ye Qingyu.
"Hahaha…"
"After this time, he should be the five-year champion, right? Ah, this is too fearsome…"
*Technically says li (Chinese measurement of distance, roughly equivalent to 500 metres) but since the whole concept of distance is so muddled, I'll just keep it a smiles.
** Chinese idiom here, 一步登天, where the literal translation is one step into heaven pretty much means you've become successful in one go.
***So the term in raw says yuan qi, or 元气. I'm most likely just going to refer to this as qi from now on.
The surrounding wealthily-dressed youths started laughing in an extremely exaggerated fashion.
Due to the Ye family's deterioration and the death of Qingyu's parents according to the Snow Country's classification, this meant that Ye Qingyu was the classical example of someone from the poor whose position in society was extremely low.
But the former dean of White Deer Academy, during one of his travels coincidentally met Ye Qingyu who was then only six or seven years old.
When he saw Ye Qingyu, he judged that the boy was definitely not ordinary and would definitely enter the rankings of Deer City, even possibly joining the rankings of the Snow Country's hidden dragon rankings…
Who was the old dean?
His position was extremely high, possessing countless students across the world. He was also Deer City's number one expert for twenty consecutive years. As such, his word was akin to the law.
Hence such an evaluation caused the then very young Ye Qingyu, to be thrown under the spotlight and scrutiny of countless eyes.
As a result of the evaluation of the old dean, the jealousy of many of the prideful nobles were invoked. He was only a child from a poor lowly family, how could he be evaluated as the number one young genius?
Then what about them, the nobility?
Therefore, this caused the nobility to create trouble for Ye Qingyu and their constant ridicule continued.
Four years ago, after suffering the death of his parents, Ye Qingyu entered the selection process for the first time. At that time, he was only ten but had already attracted the attention of everyone, and his selection was the most eye-catching event of Deer city at that time.
Many people thought the old dean's words would prove true, and that
Deer City would witness the birth of a genius, but…
Who knew, the truth would be the exact opposite.
Ye Qingyu's performance was a total mess, without even passing a single appraisal before being eliminated.
He created a record of the fastest candidate being eliminated, and also the worst result in the history of White Deer Academy.
The result of the second and third year examination was the same.
After the second and third failure, the actions of Ye Qingyu became even more strange and crazy in the eyes of everyone. Every day, apart from eating or sleeping, he was sitting in front of his parents' tombstone. This caused the busybodies who were delighted at Ye Qingyu's suffering, to give him a nickname of 'four-year champion'.
All these things, in an instant became a joke.
Right now, after hearing the laughter of his comrades, the wealthily- dressed youth was encouraged even more since he saw the agreement of everyone.
His face was filled with mocking laughter, blocking the way of Ye Qingyu and with an expression that said 'what can you do about it'?
"Scram." Ye Qingyu glanced at the teenager, impatiently waving his hand.
"Hahaha!" The wealthily-dressed youth laughed exaggeratingly. "Scram?
What if I don't scram, what can you do about it, I think it is you who should scram…"
Pak!
Ye Qingyu decisively gave the youth a very simple slap on the face staggering the youth back several steps.
No one knew how great Qingyu's strength was; it greatly exceeded any of his peers.
This was all due to the nameless breathing technique.
In these four years, when people thought he was merely sitting dumbfounded in front of his parent's grave, he was cultivating in this nameless breathing technique.
As time passed, the benefits of this breathing technique did not become evident, but Ye Qingyu discovered that his strength has become greater and greater.
It had become so great it was becoming slightly terrifying.
Of course, following the promise made, he did not show off his strength.
But today, there was no longer any need to hide.
The wealthily-dressed teenager was not prepared in the slightest. He stumbled aside, and felt like he was being hit by an iron bar causing half his head to go numb…
He touched his face which was swollen like a rotten peach, an expression of shock and disbelief looking at Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu laughed, and in a neutral tone "If you don't scram, then I'll slap you. Do you now understand?"
All the nobles breathed in exclamation.
"You dare to hit people here?"
The next instant, the nobles reacted, everyone being as enraged as if the slap was landed on their own faces.
They were as if they were cockerels who had lost their feathers everyone sharply commanding their guards and surrounding Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu's lip curled in a mocking smile.
He unhurriedly took out a round brass badge, and it sat gleaming in his palm. He laughingly looked at the surrounding guards and nobles and said "Open your dog eyes and have a clear look… If I want to hit, then I'll hit, what can you do about it?"
"This is…"
When they all saw the brass badge, everyone was dumbfounded.
That was an army medal!
It really was the heroic brass badge!
From the beginning of the Snow Country, the first [Holy Emperor], his majesty Ishiba Yu, in order to set a reward for those who fought in the battle against the wild tribes, created the brass badges. He begged the most talented rune master of Heaven wasteland, Master Mo, and using rare meteorites as raw materials, created one hundred and eight medals of different insignias.
This was the history of army medals.
According to the Snow Country's laws, those who possess an army medal would have a position equal to that of nobles.
Within the older generation of aristocrats, they suddenly remembered that within the Ye family there was once a Spirit Spring expert who appeared. In the battle to safeguard Deer City, thanks to their heroic feats, a brass heroic badge was awarded…
But since the Ye family deteriorated, and the badge failed to appear many thought the rumours were false, who would have thought… that the rumours were real.
He had the heroic brass badge on him!
And he was standing at the entrance to White Deer Academy!
Apart from the very top aristocrats, who would dare harm Ye Qingyu?
To disrespect the medal holders, was to disrespect that entire Snow
Country; it was an extremely serious crime.
All those people including the wealthily-dressed youth, did not have a title of nobility, and hence was still far from being a true noble. Therefore when they saw the badge, their faces went pale and they quickly knelt towards the ground.
And the guards, who were originally like wolves and tigers, were so scared that their stomach spasmed uncontrollably. They acted like a hyena with its tail between its legs, not daring to lift up their heads.
The laws of the Snow Country were strict especially for nobles, and any violation was a death sentence.
The wealthily-dressed youth was dumbfounded. Only after half a second could he react, his face filled with resentment. His hand cradled the swollen, rotten peach side of his face and on the other side, he glared ferociously at Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu did not back off, but flaunted his badge, his eyebrows perking up. "What? You're not satisfied?"
The wealthily-dressed teenager struggled briefly for a moment, then finally unwillingly knelt on one knee to the ground.
He was only a child from a wealthy family and not truly a noble. After seeing the brass heroic badge, if he did not kneel, then he was disrespectful towards the heroes and towards the royal family. It was a grave crime.
"What a cheap person, offering their face for me to slap."
The words of Ye Qingyu angered the wealthily-dressed youth so much that the shape of his nose was about to change.
"I know you're not satisfied, but you need to understand, all the suffering and humiliation you are having right now, is your own fault. Everyone has to pay for their own words and actions, right now I know in your heart you must be feeling hatred and resentment. Haha, no matter, when the day comes that you feel you are qualified, then you can come at me for revenge," Ye Qingyu said with a smile.
He did not disguise his domination in the slightest, enjoying humiliating and mocking these arrogant teenagers who were full of superiority.
In truth, through these past years, the wealthily-dressed youth had already done quite a few bad deeds and this was far from his first time in provoking Ye Qingyu. Previously, because of a certain reason, he had always endured.
But today, he did not need to endure anymore.
Ye Qingyu knew long ago the uses and meaning of the heroic brass badge.
But to him, the greatest meaning of the badge was not this, so previously he had never shown it before.
But, when a suitable time arrived, he did not mind to use the badge for a bit.
After stowing the heroic brass badge away, Ye Qingyu smilingly came towards the large redwood table.
From a second year student responsible for distributing the nameplates Ye Qingyu received the admissions nameplate.
"8888? This number is not bad."
Seeing the wooden nameplate, Ye Qingyu smiled.
He waited in line in the queue, quietly waiting for the appraisal to begin.
And in the swollen face of the wealthily-dressed teenager, there were both fear and hate.
His eyes shimmered with poison and perniciousness.
"Why is it? How can the trash waste be changed to a different person and why does he possess the heroic brass badge in his hands? Damn, if it is known that I was hit by the publicly recognised trash and I did not retaliate, then I'll become the joke of the entire Deer City!"
The wealthily-dressed youth was about to go crazy from anger.
"Today's humiliation, I'll definitely pay back in the future… Eh? That's not right, Ye Qingyu should be fourteen years old, if he still is not a martial artist then doesn't it mean…"
The wealthily-dressed youth suddenly thought of something.
A touch of excitement suddenly appeared in his eyes.
... ...
Waiting in line, was truly a long and pointless process.
After a total of two hours, Ye Qingyu finally arrived in the grounds of the first appraisal.
Within the White Deer Academy's six appraisals, the first appraisal tested the body and blood of the practitioner.
This was because in the Heaven wasteland domain, no matter who cultivation began with training the body. Only when the body was trained to the extreme, could you begin to experience qi in Heaven and Earth and cultivate, so the cultivator's body and blood was extremely important.
The more exuberant the blood, the easier it was to train the body, and hence the probability of cultivating succeeding was greater.
And the appraisal process to test the blood was extremely simple. In the selection grounds, there stood nine different ancient stone cauldrons* and within these stone structures there were ancient runes engraved upon it. The examinee would lift up the stone cauldron, causing the stone cauldron and the runes to be activated and then the blood of the examinee could be tested.
This was the most primitive method but also the most effective.
One teenager after another followed the arrangement of the academy and underwent the testing.
As the cauldron was lifted, the runes on the cauldron glowed with a dim red light and the formation on the ground would enter the body of the examinee, causing their body to glow with a blood red light, shimmering in all directions.
The higher the brightness of the blood light and the larger the area it covered, represented the stronger the blood qi.
Through the talented blood of the examinee and through the power of the formation, they glowed with a light that was akin to a flame, dyeing the entire testing area blood red.
"Number 8677, Yu Long, the fourth cauldron, three hundred and twenty pounds of force…. passed!"
"Number 8884, Zhao Gu, the first cauldron, eighty pounds of force… failed!"
"Number 8884, Xu Fei, the third cauldron, one hundred and eighty pounds of forced… passed!"
The examiner's voice, through the use of qi, spread everywhere, clearly entering the ears of everyone.
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