The Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 49 – Heavy Hand

Ye Qingyu attempted to use all methods to escape — in addition to using techniques from the Gold-armored King. In the end, he couldn't escape the middle-aged man's ruthless blow. When the middle-aged man finally stopped and left with a satisfied smile, Ye Qingyu was already covered with a swollen lump, even in a worse state than yesterday.

The cache!

The black door was closed and locked.

In the courtyard, only Ye Qingyu was left, grimacing in pain.

“Aduh.... this old man... is really cruel..” Ye Qingyu said while looking at the bumps on his body. He felt that looking to be beaten up like this was really no different from being crazy. But he still needed to ascertain whether yesterday's assessment was correct or not.

He sat cross-legged, activating his inner yuan to treat his injuries.

Inside the dantian world, the yuan qi from the Spirit spring began to bubble, turning into a deep yuan that headed towards Ye Qingyu's body. It fed his flesh and bones, and besides, it also began to dissolve the swollen lumps.

This time, it took a total of two hours before the wound completely disappeared.

He slowly stood up, sensing the change in his inner yuan.

An expression of astonishment appeared on his face.

“That's right, the feeling I had yesterday wasn't wrong. The compatibility between the yuan in and the body is sure to get better. The swollen lump that this middle-aged man made in my body was clearly not simple! ”

Ye Qingyu quietly evaluated in her heart.

The skinny middle-aged man looked cruel and evil, but Ye Qingyu had never felt the slightest bit of killing intent from him. His fingers were strong and strange, on the surface looked extremely strong, and even metal armor would not be able to withstand this kind of strength. But when used on Ye Qingyu's body, it only caused a swollen lump to appear …

Since yesterday, Ye Qingyu had already suspected that the skinny middle-aged man was a friend and not an enemy.

Now he was even more sure.

Right now, Ye Qingyu was finally able to know for sure that the skinny middle-aged man was helping her. Through this type of strange finger technique, he broke through the blockage in his body.

These places, after being carefully inspected by Ye Qingyu, were, were places that had yet to be refined when he was at the – ordinary martial arts stage because Ye Qingyu used less than three months to walk down the street, he said, a normal person would need more than a year to walk.Even if his talent was greater, there must have been some negligence.

This kind of situation did not only appear to Ye Qingyu.

Normally, when a martial artist left an ordinary martial stage, they did not train every part of their body to the extreme. There will usually be weak spots or vital signs that they cannot train. Once martial artists entered the Spirit Spring stage and were able to control the Xiantian yuan qi strength, and spent many years, only then could they fully train these weak points.

The skinny middle-aged man's finger technique was mysterious and his observation was extremely sharp. Just from a glance, he could tell that there were points on Ye Qingyu's body that were not completely refined, and using his yuan qi, marked it.

This could be counted as an undercover favor for Ye Qingyu.

It's just that his methods are a little too cruel. His finger attack had made him so sick that Ye Qingyu's cry was like the tragic howl of a wolf.

“The old man doesn't seem to like me very much. Then why did he help me?” Ye Qingyu was confused, unable to think of this.

……

The next few days, something similar happened.

Every day, the skinny middle-aged man would appear with food. And every time, he would beat Ye Qingyu to a pulp, his entire body swollen with clumps as if he wanted to beat Ye Qingyu to death…

And Ye Qingyu could not resist, and could only accept this treatment sadly.

A few times, Ye Qingyu's cheap mouth was in action again. He could not resist and insult the middle-aged man through a few phrases. The result was that Ye Qingyu's teeth were almost dislodged by the skinny man, making Ye Qingyu much more honest from then on.

Every time he was beaten, Ye Qingyu would activate his inner yuan to treat his injuries, spending a lot of time. After that, he would find that his body would become increasingly transparent, without any flaws. The blockages that block the yuan in numbers are getting fewer and fewer.

There was once a grandmaster rune formation that compared the yuan in as a surging river and the human body as a riverbed. Only by having less stone and sand at the bottom of the river would the river flow with greater strength and power.

Ye Qingyu discovered that after beating the skinny middle-aged man, the impurities and blockages within his body became less and less. His inner yuan passed through his meridians and muscles without any blockage, capable of producing even greater strength.

Days like this continue.

Ye Qingyu continued to have a bad mouth, was beaten, treated wounds, and increased his strength every day, waiting for the end of his confinement sentence.

Time passes quickly.

Today.

It was Ye Qingyu's last day of confinement.

When the first rays of dawn shone through the northwest corner of the wall, this was when Ye Qingyu's confinement completely ended.

He was imprisoned for three months in a strange and secluded place, and could only see black walls and blue skies. Apart from this, there would be very few other colors in his view. Although Ye Qingyu had long since gotten used to being alone, but even she felt bored and agitated being locked up here for so long.

Today, Ye Qingyu did not continue training.

He sat there cross-legged, considering the things he had to do when he left. Right now, he had already completely entered the Spirit Spring stage, and could be considered a minor expert. No more fearing the slightest thing.

Especially some of the rest of the business he had, he had to finish it immediately.

The family swords that were inherited, some properties, the Ye family home .. These things did not mean much to Ye Qingyu today, but he knew he had to take everything back.

It's not because of incentives.

It is because of dignity .. and emotion.

But only second graders had the right to go and leave the White Deer Academy as they pleased. First-year students are still in a period in which they are strictly controlled, and are prohibited from leaving their year area, the most important thing that Ye Qingyu had to do when she left was to try jumping classes!

Jump class!

Quickly complete the first year of lessons and enter the second year.

For the current Ye Qingyu, this did not pose too much trouble. His strength was quite far, and he only had to pass a few tests before he could succeed.

Besides these are some other things. It was like finding a suitable spirit weapon and placing it within the Spirit spring, becoming his life spirit weapon. The power and impact of [the inescapable spear] was great, but in the end it was not a Spirit weapon

The sunlight was not as hot as a month ago.

Ye Qingyu's body was naked and her thick black hair was flowing down from her back like a waterfall, straight to the ground. Masculine beauty radiated from her body, and a strange aura of power completely surrounded her body.

The strange thing was that even after sunset, the skinny middle-aged man still did not appear.

The disciplinary teacher was exchanged again, and this person was like a mute. No matter what Ye Qingyu asked, she simply shook her head and did not speak.

Initially, Ye Qingyu wanted to control her bad mouth and wanted to thank the strange thin middle-aged man. It seemed like Ye Qingyu would not have this chance.

It was a quiet night.

Ye Qingyu was lying on the black ground which was still somewhat warm due to the heat of the sun.

The vast, starry sky had a brilliance that was as if diamonds were encrusted in a pitch-black night. This familiar scene was as if Ye Qingyu had once again seen the kind and gentle face of his parents in the starry night…

It was unknown when the tears began to drip down Ye Qingyu's cheeks.

The memories he wanted to forget four years ago once again came one after another.

“Mother, Dad, are you okay in the arms of the stars? Your son is an adult, your son is already an expert in the spring stage of Spirit. Father, don't worry, I still remember your last words. I will definitely go to the palace of the Snow Country royal family, and find the secret you left for me..”.

“I don't care who it is, I don't care which force caused that bloody scene to be created. I will definitely investigate who is involved in this. I swear, I will definitely make them pay blood with their blood!”

Ye Qingyu continued to speak to himself.

He didn't know why, but tonight, he didn't want to train at all. He just wanted to lie on his back and look at the starry sky, as if time had returned. It was as if he had returned to the pleasant days, the days where he was with his parents, sitting on a chair in the ancestral home looking at the stars …

Who knows when he will finally sleep.

Ye Qingyu never wanted to let his life be devoted to revenge, he did not want revenge covering all the other bright colors in his life. In these past four years, he had thought he had long seen through revenge …

But at this moment, he only understood at that moment. Revenge, was not something that could be easily let go.

……

On the ninety-first day, the first ray of golden dawn appeared on the black [Hulking Hall].

Two disciplinary teachers opened the doors of the rune formation.

“Time is up, go.”

Ye Qingyu nodded.

He had long since packed up his things, walking straight to the door.

After walking a few steps, Ye Qingyu suddenly thought of something. He looked at the wall, yelling, “Hey, I'm leaving. I don't know who's on the wall next to me, but if you hear my words, remember, once you get out, I'll treat you to alcohol!”

These words were spoken to his mysterious neighbor behind the wall.

After he finished, Ye Qingyu walked in with big strides outside the [Hulking Hall].

……

“Treat me with alcohol? Haha, this little boy, quite interesting.”.

Blue Sky sat quietly in his courtyard.

The end of his isolation confinement had not ended, and there was still enough time until the end.

But he wasn't in the slightest hurry.

He looked at the slowly rising red sun, narrowing his eyes. He thought of something and sighed, saying, “Drinking alcohol is of course good, but the beautiful days where one can sit and drink quickly will be over soon.”