Chapter 1487 - 1464: A Cataclysm for the Ages!
To put it bluntly, this is retribution!
Everyone looked at these Ling Family juniors, now charred, with fleeting glances.
Thinking it’s fortunate they didn’t get involved, or their fate might have been even worse.
Now, no one dared to insult Ye Huan out of jealousy for his excellence!
And, certainly, no one felt sorry for Ling Mengmeng.
In their view, Ling Mengmeng brought this on herself.
A man with normal values would dislike a woman who only wanted to enjoy life without sharing hardships, becoming exceptionally mean after a fallout, and disregarding past kindness.
As Ling Mengmeng now suffers her deserved retribution and regrets it, they felt no sympathy, instead finding satisfaction, feeling that Ye Huan avenged their grievances.
This validates the internet saying: I’m afraid of suffering with you, yet also afraid that after our divorce, you’ll get rich and buy a Land Rover.
"Haha." Many people laughed, casting gloating glances at Ling Mengmeng.
"Alright, since everyone has left the hot springs, I declare that this hot spring session is over. The rear mountain hot spring is once again off-limits, and no one is allowed to come without elder consent—violators will be severely punished!"
At this moment, Wang Feng spoke, announcing, "Next, please proceed up the mountain to the Ling Family’s Sword Tomb!"
Sword Tomb!
Everyone’s interest was piqued once more.
A handy weapon could boost one’s strength by over 30%!
Yet most people, throughout their lives, couldn’t find a weapon that truly suited and resonated with them.
The Ling Family’s Sword Tomb houses over ten thousand high-quality famous swords.
Furthermore, the weapons used by Ling Family ancestors, such as knives, spears, and staves, were handed over to the family before passing, to be placed in the Sword Tomb for the convenience of future generations.
The group, under Wang Feng’s lead, began ascending the mountain.
This was a long journey as the Ling Family’s Sword Tomb is located at the mountaintop behind the mountain, over seven thousand meters above sea level. The steep and landslide-prone path was incredibly difficult.
This mountain path was also a test for the Ling Family juniors.
"Will the Sword of Huaxia see the light of day today?" At the top of the Ling Family’s rear mountain, Grand Elder Ling Zhenhai’s eyes emitted a sharp light, with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding authority without anger.
Ling Wuye lightly stroked his long white beard, earnestly saying, "If even the Huaxia Dragon cannot draw the Sword of Huaxia, it only suggests that the sword has fallen completely asleep, beyond anyone’s ability to wield it and to lead it in safeguarding Huaxia land."
The elders behind all solemnly nodded twice, feeling Ling Wuye’s words were spot on.
Ye Huan’s earlier performance did not escape their keen eyes.
Even Ling Shen, revered by the entire Ling Family, treated Ye Huan with utmost respect and bestowed all fortunes upon him.
This undoubtedly indicates that Ye Huan is the top genius of this generation in Huaxia, with talent and strength unsurpassed, reaching an unprecedented, unparalleled level!
"What worries me most is one thing."
"Five thousand years ago, the patriarch of all clans, Ancestor Ling Tianming, was born with a semi-pure Yanhuang bloodline."
"Not long after, the world was plagued by the ’Rakshasa’ crisis, where Ancestor Ling Tianming advanced to the Initial Tier Martial Saint level, fighting with his life to lead various Huaxia tribes to safeguard the land in an earth-shattering catastrophe."
"In this era, Ye Huan was born with the purest Yanhuang bloodline as the Huaxia Dragon, with talent surpassing Ancestor Ling Tianming! The birth of such an extraordinarily strong genius, does it herald a new wave of catastrophe to engulf the world?"
As Ling Wuye mentioned this, worry crept onto his face.
The descent of the Huaxia Dragon to the Ling Family was certainly a good and fortunate event for the family.
However, he felt a sense that the birth of the Huaxia Dragon seemed to foretell something ominous approaching.
Ling Zhenhai frowned deeply and said, "Wuye, I also thought about this carefully last night. Historically, after the birth of a patriarch of all clans, Huaxia has always faced significant threats, with a catastrophe looming over the world. Now with the emergence of the Huaxia Dragon, it could signify an unprecedented, massive catastrophe on the brink of arriving. Ancestor Ling Shen’s recent conversation with Ye Huan further confirmed this. Didn’t the ancestor express hope for Ye Huan to lead the Endless Deep Mountains against the catastrophe?"
Upon these words, he abruptly changed the topic, speaking gravely, "Wuye, do you recall the external Western Dark World, and a newly emerging force called Sequence?"
Ling Wuye nodded: "I remember, it’s said this force is developing the ’Rakshasa’, attempting to bring this creature back to the world, right?"
"Indeed, based on the latest intelligence, Sequence succeeded in its development a long time ago, they can transform living people, even ancient martial artists, into such creatures."
"Ye Huan and Sequence are sworn enemies, with numerous overseas clashes, all yielding decisive victories, yet there remains a journey to destroy Sequence completely. Ye Huan’s current training in the Endless Deep Mountains aims to prepare for a future confrontation, and ultimate victory, against Sequence."
"Furthermore, multiple intelligence sources indicate that the identity of the Master of Sequence is not ordinary, possibly even..."
As Ling Zhenhai said this, his eyes narrowed sharply, whispering a name into Ling Wuye’s ear.
Hearing this, Ling Wuye’s face suddenly darkened, "Are you serious?"
Ling Zhenhai shook his head: "Truth or fiction is unknown, it’s merely speculation based on multiple intelligence inputs. Sequence has hidden so well, I cannot ascertain whether my guess is accurate."
"Highly likely to be true, yet I believe, the catastrophe the ancestor referred to is not Sequence. Despite Sequence’s strength outside, if the Endless Deep Mountains make a move, they could be obliterated instantly; it hardly qualifies as a century-level threat." Ling Wuye pondered, stroking his chin in deep thought.
"What if, I reveal that behind Sequence, there’s an even more mysterious and colossal organization?"
Ling Wuye’s face abruptly darkened, "Who?"
"See for yourself." Ling Zhenhai produced a scroll, handing it to Ling Wuye.
Upon opening it, Ling Wuye’s eyes narrowed suddenly, dangerous glimmers emanating.
The scroll detailed intelligence gathered by the Ling Family’s Intelligence Hall.
All along, a certain force within the Huaxia Endless Deep Mountains has been funneling a massive flow of gold coins to the Western Dark World via special channels, delivering them to Sequence in support of their activities and Rakshasa research project.
Apart from this, a group of mysterious strong individuals has secretly left Huaxia for the West, without the Guardian’s awareness.
Their purpose is unknown.
"This is a substantial problem, Sequence is probably not as simple as we thought." Ling Wuye said with a dark expression.
"Yes, I share the same thought, that the Master of Sequence is likely just a proxy placed by the force behind the scenes. And a certain force within the Endless Deep Mountains is colluding with the Master of Sequence, aiming to harm Huaxia and even the world!"