Ye Chen's

Ch. 1 - Fortress 18 Clouds

At that time the Xiwu calendar showed the year 8329. The world was chaotic, and human life was considered as something worthless. Emperor Mingwu ascended the throne, and exterminated the rebels completely.

Donglin District was located in the middle of Xiwu empire, deep in the Lianyun mountains, where trees were towering and there were steep and high mountains, as well as dense forests. There are 18 stone fortresses that stand firm. It is inconceivable how much energy was spent to move the stones to build these beautiful fortresses.

The 18 fortresses inhabited by some of these clans are known as 18 cloud fortresses, and are famous spots in Donglin District.

The morning sun shone through the gap between the two mountains in the distance, it had just risen, yet it was already crowded with people.

"Only perseverance can lead you to success in practicing kung fu, and the most appropriate time to practice kung fu is at sunrise. If now you practice really, really, you can get 2 times the result with just half the effort." Said a middle-aged man with a strong-looking figure.he was teaching kung fu to a group of young men that morning.

Ye Fortress was home to thousands of members of the Ye clan, here were 200-300 young men aged 10-18 years old practicing.

The young men lined up neatly while practicing kung fu. Their movements looked neat and full of strength.

"Don't move like a mountain, move like thunder. To defeat the enemy, the key is speed. The science of kung fu in this world is not only fast, but also deadly. The Kungfu of the Ye clan prioritizes speed!"

The middle-aged man practiced a series of kung fu moves.

The movements looked steady and pierced through the wind. As the man flashed a punch, a faint sound of thunder rang out. That was the mainstay boxing movement of the Ye clan, a unique style with thunder elements that had been famous throughout the country.

The energy from the blow accompanied by the power in the form of thunder scratched the cheeks of the gathered youths like sharp blades. One by one they took two steps back to get away.

"Third Uncle is great!"

Of course, Third Uncle was now the third strongest person in the Ye clan. Third Uncle's strength was at its best after the chairman and head of discipline" They looked in admiration at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man named Ye Zhanxiong la was responsible for educating the youths and had a good reputation within the Ye clan.

The performance of Ye Zhanxiong's kung fu movements made the young men gobsmacked. They also cheered.

Meanwhile in the distance, a young man was sitting cross-legged while closing his eyes like a Buddha statue on a stone in the corner of the hall, the morning sunlight shining on him, but could not shine a light on his heart.

The young man looked like someone who was seventeen to eighteen years old.he had a very gallant appearance, he was tall, his five senses were sharp like knives, he had a sharp appearance, his eyebrows were pointed like swords and his nose was pointed. But the calm he has is not in accordance with his age. The young man was named Ye Chen.

I don't know how many times the young man tried, but every time he inhaled the air to gather his profound strength, the accumulated profound energy quickly disappeared from his broken meridians. His body could no longer gather that mysterious power.

Two young men from the Ye clan walked past Ye Chen who was sitting quietly. They looked at him with a look of condescension.

"His meridians were broken, it was already impossible to produce Xuan Qi anymore, it was still everyday acting here"

"la wastes so many medicinal herbs every day. If the potion was given to someone else, I don't know how many new kung fu experts there are in this clan. Giving a medicinal herb to that person was just like giving it to a dog. If I were him, I would have lost face long ago. Better to jump into the river than live like that"

"Hey, lower your voice a little, he's the chairman's son anyway"

"What if he's the chairman's son? The Ye clan had not distinguished status from the past, on what basis was he more valuable!"

The two young men intentionally hardened their voices. Ye Chen heard what they said, yet he kept his eyes closed, and pretended not to hear their babbling.

In his heart he laughed. If he was still like before, surely Ye Chen would rise up and fight with them, but he who was now had learned to be more patient. He who is now just useless trash, is not at all a match for the two children.

In the past, Ye Chen had reached the fifth level Xuan Qi by the age of twelve. When he was fourteen years old, he had reached the peak of Xuan Qi at level six and was considered the strongest young man in the Ye clan, a genius who only appeared once every hundred years in the clan. Then, one day Ye Chen and five other young men were sent by the Ye Clan to enter Lianyun Mountain to eradicate the demons.

While carrying out this task, they were attacked by unknown people, and the five other youths were killed. The people who ambushed them deliberately tortured Ye Chen to destroy his meridians.

Although he was saved by the rest of the Ye clan, Ye Chen had lost his strength ever since.

In Xiwu country, power is a source of honor for its owner. People who have no power will be oppressed and ostracized. Had it not been for the morning filled with energy, which should have had a good impact on the recovery of his meridians, Ye Chen would not have wanted to come to a crowded place of people.

"It didn't feel like three years had passed, afraid that my meridians would never recover again" In his heart, Ye Chen felt unwilling that he would have to lose his strength like this.

Ye Chen still tried to gather Xuan Qi, but still failed. The meridians within his body were already broken like wood that was being hollowed out by termites, there was absolutely no trace of life.he was cross-legged on a rock and immersed in his subconscious. Inside appeared a blood-red flying blade, the blade looked thin and clear like a crystal surface. The existence of this blade became a small hope in Ye Chen's heart to recover.

Ye Chen was just an ordinary person who accidentally discovered this flying blade coming into his subconscious.

To date, he still did not know what the function of this flying blade was. Every time he entered the sea of his consciousness, this blade appeared yet did not move in the slightest.

Three years had already passed since Ye Chen had fallen at the very bottom of his peak of magic. Others would not be able to withstand this suffering, yet Ye Chen remained firm on his stance. he seemed to have been reborn and was being tested to face the scorn and scorn of the people around him.

Over the past three years, Ye Chen's heart and personality had become much, much calmer.

Ye Chen was trying to let out the energy in the thunder, there was a sense of heat from within his stomach. A bit of Xuan Qi had accumulated, slowly following the rotation of the meridians in his body. But when the Xuan Qi arrived at the broken meridians, the not much profound energy simply disappeared in an instant.

"Why am I still unable to gather Xuan Qi!" "Ye Chen shouted furiously while hitting a rock.

There was blood on his fist. Only pain can ease the despair and suffering he feels now.

Has he really become the scum of man in this life?

In the past, when Ye Chen's devotion was at the top, he was able to break through from one field to another by

very incredible speed.

His body was like a whirlpool, crazily absorbing the energy from his surroundings, and swiftly turning it into Xuan Qi. When his Xuan Qi reached level 6, his strength could even match the strength that a tier 7 expert possessed. Now, however, his body was having trouble even just to store a little Xuan Qi alone.

Ye Chen took quite a long time to calm his heart, he abstained from retreating, because if he gave up, then in his lifetime he would only become a trash man!

Just like before, Ye Chen calmed down his feelings, and kept trying to gather Xuan Qi. The energy began to concentrate on his damaged meridians, but only a little bit of it managed to gather, and this energy could dissipate at any moment.

Ye Chen kept trying, and slowly saw a speck of sweat dripping from his forehead. Eventually, the energy slowly formed a flow, and he focused it on his stomach and attempted to direct his movements to his upper body.

However, just being moved a little, the accumulated Xuan Qi started to diminish, and eventually gradually disappeared from his body.

Can't fail!

Just as Ye Chen felt the already so painstakingly accumulated Xuan Qi disappear, he suddenly felt a strange call. His heart suddenly became calm, as if he had entered a strange world, and there was a wind blowing in his heart, making him feel clean and clear.

In his subconscious, Ye Chen again saw the flying blade appear and let out a strange buzzing sound.

Ye Chen could see there was some kind of strange energy on top of that flying blade, which made him want to observe it more closely. On top of that flying blade, stored a strange energy that made him want to explore it. The knife itself came to this world, no matter what secret was actually inside the blade.

Lately, these flying knives were frequently vibrating regularly, and the frequency of the vibrations was very frequent Ye Chen tried his hardest to touch them and tried to move the blades.

Suddenly, there was a voice ringing in Ye Chen's mind. His eardrum continued to tremble, as if something had exploded within his cranium.

A great power overflowed out from the flying blade, like a flash flood that flowed profusely along Ye Chen's damaged meridians. Inevitably, the Xuan Qi that the young man had painstakingly gathered was swept away and lost within a blink of an eye.

Ye Chen fearfully realized that the power he was unable to grasp was hastily resuscitating.

The power he had just seen had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared at all.

"Actually, what did I feel?"

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes. His body felt powerless, with breathless breathing, he then examined his body and realized that his damaged meridians were still unchanged and still colorless.

The flying blade was now motionless within Ye Chen's mind. The power that had just suddenly appeared was similar to Xuan Qi, but it felt even stronger, making it feel extremely mysterious.

Ye Chen suddenly felt his hands itch, he lowered his head and was surprised, a thin skin appeared on both his hands. la peeled off the skin and saw his hands like they were reborn, clear and pink like a newborn.

Unexpectedly just triggering the power of a flying blade there was already an outcome like this"

Ye Chen was also quite stunned. This flying knife is truly amazing. He wanted to explore the secret of what the knife was hiding.

But after he thought back, Ye Chen decided it was better to wait until night came, when things were not as crowded as they are now.

After he finished teaching, Ye Zhanxiong squeezed his own hand. His gaze swept over the group of young men who were continuing their morning training, and fell to Ye Chen who was sitting in the distance. He also breathed sadly. If only Ye Chen had not been ambushed and tortured, the cultivation level of that young man might have already been able to surpass Ye Zhanxiong. la could have been the first genius of the younger generation of the Ye clan, the cultivation level of that young man might already be able to surpass Ye Zhanxiong, and in the future can bear the responsibility to protect the clan, dear the sky does not allow that to happen.

In fact, he still really liked Ye Chen's personality. In recent years, Ye Chen's character had become more mature. If not for his damaged meridians, he would have become a great man in the future, just that fate was always unpredictable. After a moment of silence, Ye Zhanxiong went over to Ye Chen.