Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Hehe, my sister’s a martial artist in the mid Energy Burst Realm.” Nangong Yurou grinned. “She’s studied the Will of Heaven. She can kill you with one move. We’ll see if you can show off now.”
“What’s going on?” Nangong Qingxue asked Nangong Yurou.
“Sister, that kid harassed me, then injured Liang Ping.” Nangong Yuruo pouted and began to cry. “You need to capture him. Otherwise, I won’t be able to face anyone.”
“Who dared to bully my sister?” Nangong Qingxue frowned. When she looked up, she was surprised as she saw Ye Mo. “You!”
“Sister, how are you?” Ye Mo said helplessly as he jumped down.
“You’re still alive? I thought you died,” Nangong Qingxue said. Tears formed in her eyes. She’d hurried back to the Door of Desolation without stopping, heading towards the Desolate Demon Valley. But she hadn’t heard about Ye Mo. She had thought that he was killed by the Jade Crystal Beast.
For some reason, she felt a sense of grief and an empty heart when she thought Ye Mo had died. She had never felt that way before. Many people had pursued her at the Door of Desolation, countless demonic disciples and people stronger than her and Ye Mo. But she had never met a man who was weaker than her, but still helped her in times of trouble. That’s why she fell in love with Ye Mo.
Now that Ye Mo had reappeared, she had tears in her eyes, and her voice quivered. This surprised Nangong Yurou and Liang Ping. Usually, Nangong Qingxue was indifferent towards everyone, but seeing this man made her actually cry.
“I thought I would die too, but the Jade Crystal Beast left after knocking me unconscious. When I woke up, I escaped,” Ye Mo said with a smile.
As for subduing the Jade Crystal Beast, he wouldn’t reveal how he did it. The fewer people knew, the better.
“That’s great!” Nangong Qingxue said. “And why were you fighting with my sister?”
“You’ll have to ask your sister.” Ye Mo pointed towards Nangong Yurou.
“Yurou, what really happened?” Nangong Qingxue asked sternly. She knew her sister’s temperament well. Most likely, she had caused the trouble.
When Ye Mo saw Nangong Yurou was unable to respond, he said, “How about I tell you. That disciple called Liang Ping saw I had the Luosha Token, so he and your sister deceived me and lured me here, to the Desolate City. They wanted to steal my Luosha Token.”
“Yurou, did you really do that?” Nangong Qinxue said angrily. “Ye Mo was fortunate enough to escape death. He came to the Door of Desolation just so that he could enter here. Look at you, you actually wanted to hurt Ye Mo even further just for your training? Why aren’t you apologizing? You’re lucky Ye Mo wasn’t hurt, or I’d teach you a lesson.”
“Sister, you’re siding with an outsider over me? Humph!” Nangong Yurou couldn’t believe what she heard. She covered her mouth as she ran out crying.
“Ye Mo, don’t take it to heart,” Nangong Quinxue said. “Yurou has been difficult ever since she was young. Our parents spoiled her. She’s not a bad person.” She turned to Liang Ping and asked him coldly, “Liang Ping, you tell me. What actually happened here?”
Liang Ping’s face turned red as he told Nangong Qingxue everything that happened.
“You two!” Nangong Qingxue looked at Liang Ping angrily as her two cheeks bulged. She was very cute.
“Ye Mo. I’ll take you to the gathering point,” Nangong Qingxue said.
“Then I’ll have to trouble you, sister.” Ye Mo had saved Nangong Qingxue’s life, which meant he had made his first friend at the Door of Desolation. Later, he would still need her help. Only, with her younger sister’s character, she definitely wouldn’t let Ye Mo go like this.
Nangong Qingxue was very happy to take Ye Mo back to the Desolate Tower. Once again, they went through the Transportation Magical Formation and arrived in a rugged stone forest. In the distance, a huge peak towered into the sky. It was surrounded by clouds, like a picture in Wonderland. Six palaces surrounded the mountain, not standing on the peak, but rather floating in the air around it. With a glance, it was obvious that the Qingyun League was nothing compared to even one palace. Ye Mo was shocked at the scene. Just how much power was required to float the palaces in mid-air?
“Everything you see in front of you belongs to the Door of Desolation,” Nangong Qingxue explained. “The massive peak is the Desolate Mountain. It’s surrounded by the six main palaces. Each Door of Desolation disciple will enter one of the palaces and cultivate a Dao.” Her heartbeat picked up when she looked at Ye Mo’s face.
“Those palaces can actually float in the air? That kind of strength’s just too scary.” Ye Mo couldn’t help but sigh. Anyone would feel small standing under those palaces, in the shadow of the Desolate Mountain. Even people in the Transcendence Realm would feel small.
“It’s said that there’s a huge treasure within the Desolate Mountain.” Nangong Qingxue said. “It’s the power of the treasure that made the six palaces float. The Door of Desolation was created to protect that treasure. But the treasure is so powerful, no one is able to inherit it. No one knows whether it’s true or not, though.” She shook her head.
“Then what’s this Battle of Yidao trials?” Ye Mo asked. This was the question he was most concerned about. Through his investigations, Ye Mo found out that his father was injured at the Battle of Yidao. At the time, Ye Qing was already in the Transcendence Realm.
Though someone in the Transcendence Realm wasn’t considered strong at the Door of Desolation, for a new disciple, it was still pretty scary. There must be some powerful secret for Ye Qing to die at the Battle of Yidao trials.
“It is called the Battle of Yidao trials because you enter an empty space and try to comprehend one of the Six Dao Wills,” Nangong Qingxue said. “That may not sound bad, but comprehending a Will’s not an easy thing to do.” She paused before continuing. “In the trials, you must comprehend one Dao Will. If you can’t, then it means you failed the trials and aren’t eligible to enter the Door of Desolation.”
“So, you’re saying that anyone who fails the trails will be eliminated?” Ye Mo asked as his pupils shrunk.
“That’s right!” Nangong Qingxue said, nodding her head.
Ye Mo shivered. His father’s death had nothing to do with the Battle of Yidao, then. Someone had purposely injured him. But why did his father hide that?
