His ferocity, however, was unable to stop Ye Tiancheng from deflecting it, causing no harm to his body. This ability was truly bizarre…
These battle-hardened individuals couldn't clearly discern Ye Tiancheng's ability, nor did they understand how he achieved it so effortlessly. They felt it was impossible, something completely beyond their expectations. Yet, it was precisely through the system's power that Ye Tiancheng formed a protective shell.
This shell easily kept He Yunlong at bay.
He Yunlong was defeated by Ye Tiancheng without even catching a glimpse of his figure.
He was filled with extreme resentment.
Ye Tiancheng was not surprised by He Yunlong's charge; rather, he found it understandable.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, he should have explained the situation to him differently.
But undeniably, such a situation, once it arose, meant further defeat.
This was because everyone possessed different abilities and strengths, and they were unwilling to accept such a failure.
Ye Tiancheng understood these people's thoughts and agreed with them wholeheartedly.
Perhaps in others' eyes, he couldn't possibly win this fight and might lose more opportunities in the next step.
Unfortunately, this scenario did not occur. Instead, he felt another kind of impact.
There was an unprecedented sense of superiority.
At this very moment, it was more of a remarkable feeling of superiority.
"Why do you humiliate me like this?"
He Yunlong looked at Ye Tiancheng, unable to comprehend.
"Because some people are born to be stepping stones for others, just like you."
Ye Tiancheng answered him directly, without overthinking.
Such an answer was undoubtedly fatal to him.
He couldn't understand why Ye Tiancheng would say such a thing, but if he didn't say it, what would that imply?
It would mean he was no different from them.
Cut when one must, or else be consumed by chaos.
"So, go back and tell your master my intentions, and he will understand."
Ye Tiancheng said this because he was confident and had no ulterior motives.
He had never considered or agreed with the opponent's choice of method.
It was merely an effort made for a simple, straightforward approach.
To establish himself in this city in the future, he had to destroy some people.
Only a select few could stand at the apex of the food chain.
"This is too detestable, too disappointing. To think such a situation would arise. I will not forgive you."
With that, he drew his long sword and thrust it towards his chest. Ye Tiancheng did not stop him.
As someone who understood what it meant to survive like this, he had no intention of stopping them. For Ye Tiancheng, stopping them would mean everything would become obstructed.
His plan was one that others had not conceived, and it was the initial intention for his desire to change everything.
Although he appeared very cold-blooded to others, he had already decided to proceed. He didn't care how others viewed him.
"Indeed, those who do great things are very cold-blooded."
He Mengning, who witnessed everything from afar, was very disappointed in Ye Tiancheng, but she knew it was the truth.
The truth could never be changed; it could only be bravely accepted.
Therefore, she understood clearly that Ye Tiancheng's choice to act this way was merely to make his own endeavors even stronger.
"If this person becomes emperor in the future, a considerable portion of the world's population will die."
Standing beside He Mengling was a man dressed in black, with a heroic appearance. He carried a very broad and heavy long sword on his back, weighing over a hundred pounds.
Such a common trope indicated his immense strength.
This person was known as the Sword Slave.
The Sword Slave was an extremely loyal individual. In this world, he recognized only one master: He Mengning.
"There are reasons why some people must do what they must. We understand the essence of it, but we cannot deny that without making any changes, we can only fulfill the inheritance of such will."
"As the saying goes, it's good to rest under a big tree. At least we have the support of our family. If someone comes to this city alone, if they aren't ruthless towards themselves and towards their enemies, how can they establish themselves in this world?"
The speaker was He Yuntian.
He Menglin was surprised that He Yuntian would say such a thing, which truly caught him off guard. In their impression, He Yuntian was as timid as He Yunlong.
"My opponent is dead, so there's no need for me to pretend to be so pitiful."
He had been faking it all along; he had been pretending to be so foolish for a reason. To pretend to be so pitiful for so long truly made him an astonishing figure.
Faking it for a day or two was possible, but to maintain such a pretense for years without any ability was impossible. Therefore, He Menglin found He Yuntian as terrifying as a venomous snake, because with a venomous snake, you never know when it will strike, and once it does, you will be poisoned to death.
Thus, at this moment, looking at He Yuntian, he couldn't help but shiver.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I don't eat people."
"If you ate people, that would be better. I'm afraid you don't eat people." He Menglin's expression changed as he looked at him, becoming exceptionally distressed.
Although the happiness and kinship of childhood were gone, blood was thicker than water. He did not wish for brothers and sisters to kill each other when emperors and generals vied for power.
"What do you think they are talking about over there?" Si Yiran said to Ye Tiancheng.
But the world doesn't work by not wishing for something to happen; often, the more you fear something happening, the more it will occur. Ye Tiancheng was intimately familiar with this.
"I can guess what they are saying, but I can't say it. If I say it, it will lose its flavor."
"I think you don't know anything but are pretending to understand. But I can guess what they are saying. It must be because you killed He Yunlong, and He Yuntian is secretly overjoyed."
Si Yiran said with a smile.
Some things, if explained too clearly, were truly annoying. Ye Tiancheng didn't want Si Yiran to become too intelligent; rather, he preferred her to be more naive.
"Alright, enough talk. Anyway, their fratricide is greatly beneficial to us. Why are you so bothered?"
Si Yiran couldn't understand why Ye Tiancheng was so glum. Someone had died, but it wasn't his brother or sister, so why did he look so deeply sorrowful?
"Of course, I'm not worried about them. It's because I see my own reflection. What happens to others could happen to me. Thinking about it makes me unhappy."
He didn't understand why Ye Tiancheng had to think so much. Couldn't he think less?
That was impossible, because notorious people would forever be nailed to the cross of shame. No matter how posterity judged them, they could never escape the label of evil shadows.
Those emperors and generals who killed their own brothers for their status and interests were often judged by history, which was written by the victors to praise them. Therefore, history often made you feel regret for not inscribing those who deserved to die on the pillar of shame. This was why Ye Tiancheng was unhappy.
"Whatever the other families play, we must play with them to the end. Don't worry about any changes, and don't worry about any profound impact. As long as we have enough strength to change it all, everything will yield."
Ye Tiancheng's words were directed at everyone, not just Si Yiran.
Unfortunately, this girl would never understand. After all, she was only seventeen or eighteen and would never grasp the deeper meaning. They only understood the surface-level implications and thought they understood everything, thus eagerly expressing their thoughts.
Si Yiran naturally believed she was right. She paid no attention to any of Ye Tiancheng's opinions. Ye Tiancheng had nothing to say about her self-opinionated view. After all, in Ye Tiancheng's eyes, she was just a young girl, far from mature.
"I know you look down on me, but what I want to say is that the more you look down on me, the more I will prove you wrong."
Si Yiran became very serious when faced with this predicament.
She never easily denied her own thoughts, and at this moment, everything changed.
Even what she had previously insisted on was instantly defeated by what was happening now.
In the young girl's mind, everything was a muddle.
Or, simply put, it was a blank slate, and she herself didn't know what she was thinking. When many things become a luxury.
No ordinary thing could replace it; that was value.
The news of Ye Tiancheng killing He Yunlong quickly spread throughout the city-state of Duogongna. The families began to panic.
Only Ye Tiancheng remained calm.
He understood perfectly.
Among these families, he had become the target of public criticism, with many eager to see him dead. His current situation was very awkward, like a smoker who detested the swirling smoke.
This is how people live, amidst conflict.
A few days passed, and Ye Tiancheng was still alive and well. Those who wished for his death were unhappy because he would face divine retribution. The books said that those who commit many injustices would perish by their own hand, but unfortunately, Ye Tiancheng did not face divine retribution.
These people were very frustrated. Why was heaven so blind?
He was a character set in this world.
He was also a character who hoped to change everything.
After experiencing so much, he could never forgive himself that everything he experienced did not unfold as written in the books. Everything seemed to have gone wrong somewhere.
He deeply suspected that the people of the Long family were behind this.
Long Batian was a devout believer in the principles written in books.
But he did not see Ye Tiancheng face divine retribution; instead, Ye Tiancheng was alive and well, walking boldly through the city-state of Duogongna.
"Why are you not dead yet? You're still alive?"
Long Batian shouted at Ye Tiancheng in anger.
Ye Tiancheng, walking his own path, was suddenly confronted by someone speaking to him like this, and he was extremely surprised, his jaw nearly hitting the floor.
He immediately stopped and turned to look at Long Batian.
After a long pause, he said to him, "Are you sure you're talking to me?"
"I'm talking to you, can't you see? Are you blind or mentally ill?"
Ye Tiancheng felt his intelligence insulted by this sudden rudeness. He smiled faintly, appearing very elegant and poised.
He disdained such a person and didn't want to say more. Speaking more to such a person was useless; it would only lower his own standing and make him appear unrefined and lacking gentlemanly demeanor.
Seeing the contempt in Ye Tiancheng's eyes, the man's spirit collapsed to the extreme.
He felt no shame for being like a useless person, which made Ye Tiancheng feel sad. This so-called self-awareness was absent in this fellow; he didn't even know what kind of person he was, yet he was bossing others around. Didn't he feel embarrassed?
"If I were you, I'd find a piece of tofu and kill myself. Don't babble here, or people will find it ridiculous. I used to be like you, so I advise you to have some self-awareness."
Unfortunately, the one involved was blind, while the onlookers were clear. How could this fellow see his own flaws? He was completely like an idiot.
"People without ability only know how to howl. Don't you think that's ridiculous?"
Facing Ye Tiancheng's hostility, he showed no sign of repentance, not even remorse, and was even smug.
Ye Tiancheng did not want to bother with such a good-for-nothing and intended to leave, but Long Batian blocked Ye Tiancheng's path. This was because he believed that people like Ye Tiancheng should die to make the world a better place; he was the embodiment of justice.
The so-called embodiment of justice was, of course, a force that existed to eradicate evil.
Seeing his path blocked, Ye Tiancheng couldn't help but frown.
"What do you want?"
"Nothing much, I just want you to face divine retribution!"
Long Batian said with a harsh tone.
"You're truly insane." Someone cursed him, making him feel that his intelligence had been insulted, and his anger surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"Kneel down immediately and apologize, or you will die. As a member of the Nong family, do you know the consequences of offending me?"
"I don't want to know, and I'm not interested in knowing. Get out of the way, I don't want to be seen as an idiot like you, as that would make my intelligence seem no higher than yours."
Ye Tiancheng felt he must not have checked the almanac before going out. Why did he run into such an idiot today?
Idiots are always idiots. They never think they are wrong. In their world, they always feel that justice is on their side.
This was because he had read things that were full of righteous indignation since childhood, believing that this was the only correct principle. Any principle in the world that deviated from what he had learned in books was wrong.
Long Batian did not expect that the things in books were always grand and eloquent. Although they could be spoken of in elegant terms, they were not real-world matters. Books and reality always existed with a contradiction between them.
In short, the content of books was merely for idle talk and could not be put into practice. The things that were popular in reality were always contrary to the grand principles in books.
Another fool who was misled by those classics. Ye Tiancheng couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. Once upon a time, he too was a person who firmly believed in the content of books, but he eventually discovered that the things in books were lies. Only the cold, hard reality was truly real and powerful, and it convinced him to absolutely believe in reality.
"You're dead!"
After saying this sentence, Long Batian's hands suddenly became as sharp as eagle claws, carrying a powerful aura directly towards Ye Tiancheng's head. Ye Tiancheng felt a chill on the top of his head, as if several holes were about to appear at any moment.
Facing such a provocative act, he naturally could not sit idly by.
"What a joke, how could I die by your hand?"