Chapter 1: Bloodline of the Heaven-Slaying Demon Ape
“Haha, Ye Junlin, do you really think you’re worthy of marrying me, Ye Jingyue? Why don’t you take a look at yourself and see what kind of person you are?”
“Today, I, Ye Jingyue, will personally destroy you, make you a complete and utter waste.”
Tianwu Continent, Yan Yang Empire, Black Dragon City, Ye family’s rear mountain.
Ye Jingyue gripped a longsword gleaming with a chilling, cold light, and thrust it straight through Ye Junlin’s dantian.
The blade pierced through Ye Junlin’s back, crimson blood dripping down in steady rivulets.
The intense pain made Ye Junlin’s brow furrow tightly.
[Junlin, you’re so good to me. So what if you can’t awaken your spirit veins? I love you for who you are. I truly wish to spend my life with you.]
[Jingyue, silly girl, don’t worry. We’ll always be together.]
Memories flashed across his mind.
Ye Junlin stared blankly at Ye Jingyue, the woman who once promised to be with him for a lifetime.
“Jingyue, I loved you so much. Why? Why did you destroy my dantian? Why ruin my cultivation foundation? Why be so cruel?”
“You’ve been with me for years—you know how desperately I wanted to shed the label of ‘waste,’ how I longed to become stronger!”
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Ye Junlin’s fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked, the promised love now nothing but an illusion, three years of affection wasted.
With his dantian destroyed, he could never cultivate again.
Ye Junlin, wild-eyed, questioned Ye Jingyue loudly.
“Hahaha! Love me? Ye Junlin, what right does a waste like you, unable to awaken spirit veins for so many years, have to speak of love?”
“At sixteen, I awakened nine spirit veins and reached the ninth level of Vein Opening. One step further, and I’ll enter the Gathering Spirit Realm, the dream of countless martial artists.”
“Ye Junlin, blame yourself for not seeing reality clearly. Did you really think a toad could match a graceful swan?”
Seeing Ye Junlin’s agony, Ye Jingyue laughed with utter disdain.
She suddenly pulled the sword from Ye Junlin’s body and slapped him hard across the face.
“At this point, I’m not afraid to tell you—the past three years beside you were only for the Dragon-Tiger Token your father left behind.”
“Now that I have the token, why would I stay with a waste like you?”
Ye Jingyue sneered, gripping the Dragon-Tiger Token with burning ambition.
With this token, she could enter the Dragon-Tiger Academy.
From now on, Ye Jingyue could soar to greatness.
“Jingyue, now that you have the Dragon-Tiger Token, how should we deal with Ye Junlin, the waste?” Ye Wushuang stood beside Ye Jingyue with five attendants, asking coldly.
“How to deal with him? Of course, kill him.”
“Do you think I’d let this waste live to bother me later?”
Ye Jingyue’s gaze toward Ye Junlin was icy. Without a second glance, she turned and walked away.
Her merciless words cut through Ye Junlin’s heart like a blade.
“Haha, the Dragon-Tiger Token? Ye Jingyue, I never imagined all those years of professed love were just for this token!”
“Ye Jingyue, my father risked his life in the perilous Longevity Secret Realm to obtain the Dragon-Tiger Fangtian Halberd for the Academy, just so I could have this token.”
“My spirit veins never awakened, so you know how important this chance to enter the Academy is for me!”
“In one month, the day to enter the Academy arrives.”
“Ye Jingyue, I never thought at such a crucial moment, you’d not only steal the token but destroy my dantian as well.”
“All these years, I truly misjudged you—what a venomous woman you are.”
Ye Junlin, full of anguish, shouted madly toward Ye Jingyue’s departing figure.
“Bang—”
Suddenly, Ye Wushuang kicked Ye Junlin hard in the chest.
With tremendous force, Ye Junlin’s body flew backward.
He crashed heavily to the ground, waves of pain surging within him, blood pouring from his mouth.
Wounded and on the verge of death, Ye Junlin felt a chilling sense of crisis.
[Heh, am I to die so pathetically today? I still wished to become a peerless powerhouse, to stand above all. Unwilling, I am so unwilling.]
Ye Junlin struggled to rise.
“All of you, attack! Kill Ye Junlin!”
“End this disaster for Jingyue!”
Ye Wushuang’s face twisted with cruelty as he ordered the five attendants, swords drawn, to rush at Ye Junlin.
Seeing this, Ye Junlin’s eyes filled with despair.
“No, I can’t die. My father told me repeatedly before entering the Longevity Secret Realm to take care of Xiaoya.”
“Three years—my father has been gone without a word for three years.”
“If I die, what will happen to my sister Xiaoya?”
“How will she survive in the cold, heartless Ye family?”
“I can’t die. I must not die.”
“Ah—!”
Ye Junlin roared in grief and fury, blood boiling throughout his body.
“Boom—”
His eyes turned crimson, a terrifying force erupted from within him.
The five attendants rushing toward Ye Junlin were instantly blasted away by this fierce power.
Blood surged within Ye Junlin, and behind him, a towering phantom of a demonic ape, ten thousand meters high, exuded a bloodthirsty aura, shooting straight into the heavens.
“What? What’s happening?”
“Ye… Ye Junlin, what are you? What kind of monster are you?”
The five attendants, along with Ye Wushuang, were terrified, faces pale with horror at the scene.
“Something’s wrong, Ye Junlin is strange.”
“Attack, everyone attack! Why are you all standing there? Hurry, kill this monster!”
Feeling the bloodthirsty, frenzied aura from Ye Junlin, Ye Wushuang panicked and shouted at the attendants.
“Kill—!”
“Die! All of you must die!”
Before the attendants could react, Ye Junlin waved his hand, and a gigantic demonic ape’s palm swept them aside.
The five attendants were instantly thrown into a pool of blood, lifeless.
“How can this be? How is this possible?”
“Wasn’t Ye Junlin a waste who couldn’t even awaken his spirit veins?”
“Who can explain what’s happening?”
“The demonic ape? Has Ye Junlin awakened the legendary Ancient Demonic Ape bloodline?”
“The Ancient Demonic Ape bloodline? That’s the most terrifying bloodline since the dawn of time!”
“Those who possess the demonic ape bloodline all become peerless powerhouses of this world!”
Ye Wushuang stared at Ye Junlin, who now seemed like a god of demons descended upon earth, utterly stunned.
“Ye Junlin, don’t kill me.”