Eternal Evil Emperor

"You cur that's lost its home, why are you still alive!"

Chen Qiang approached Xie Tian and nearly roared out these words.

The scene went quiet; people from both sides eyed Chen Qiang with confusion.

Xie Bao, taken aback, turned to Xie Jin with a smirk and said, "Not bad, the servant you found is really considerate, eh? You haven't even opened your mouth, and he's already baring his teeth."

"Heh heh, oh please, if second brother likes him, feel free to take him," Xie Jin said with a continuous flattering smile, then cast a disdainful glance at the surrounding servants, "After all, what my Xie family doesn't lack is dogs; I can always pick another."

Xie Bao enjoyed this flattery and nodded before addressing Chen Qiang indifferently, "I'll give you a chance; if you can take down this little mongrel, I'll reward you with a manual for a superior cultivation technique to help you break through to the sixth level of the barbaric strength realm. Also, you'll be my dog from now on, haha!"

"Thank you, Second Young Master," Chen Qiang quickly turned around to bow and then swung back, doing his best to hide his expression. Unfortunately, Xie Tian saw it.

Therefore, the pacified and angry Xie Tian realized he somewhat understood the meaning behind Chen Qiang's roaring words.

Such an indirect roar, what use can it have? Openly scolding me, but in reality, lamenting the cruelty of the master, not even daring to voice complaints openly. Chen Qiang, are you so scared of the Xie family that it has come to this?

"I don't want to fight you," Xie Tian shook his head and said softly.

Chen Qiang took these words as a sign of Xie Tian showing weakness, and his heart grew even more furious!

Until the very last moment, do you not have a shred of manly spirit?

A man can do no worse than die; can't you die standing?

Can't you give us dogs a bit of face, no?

"I won't show mercy!" Chen Qiang stepped back twice, took a deep breath, and his fighting spirit surged like a tiger!

"Fierce Tiger King Fist!"

The punch, visibly palpable in the air, faintly took the shape of a coiled tiger's paw, accompanied by the sound of a tiger's roar, and thundered towards Xie Tian's chest.

As the punch flew, Xie Tian took a small step back; he didn't follow the training from Anlan Mountain of focusing on the enemy's shoulders in combat but instead looked at Chen Qiang's right fist, just like what he had read in a certain book.

So, Xie Tian extended his left hand, and as it reached out, his arm that should have been as hard as iron slowly softened, supple as the willow catkin in the wind, supple as a skybound golden snake.

"Golden Snake Skybound Fist," the second form, Sky Entangling Force!

Chen Qiang felt an illusion, for the left hand of Xie Tian in his sight seemed to burst out with a dazzling golden light. In the moment of his subconscious blinking, his all-out blow with Fierce Tiger King Fist stopped a mere five inches from Xie Tian's chest.

Xie Tian's left hand firmly entangled his right.

The sudden explosion of the fight eerily stilled; the shift from extreme motion to extreme stillness almost made everyone's jaws drop!

The cripple from a month ago, could he really take on Chen Qiang's overwhelmingly domineering barbaric punch head-on?

Chen Qiang was as if struck by lightning; the pity and fury he felt towards Xie Tian were blasted away, leaving nothing but full astonishment.

And when he subconsciously tried to withdraw his right hand, astonishment turned into thick disbelief.

Despite his full effort, he couldn't pull free of Xie Tian's entangled grip.

A fifth-level of barbaric strength realm! His cultivation could only be higher than his own, never lower!

As the thought crossed Chen Qiang's mind, he wanted nothing more than to roll his eyes and faint; there were many reasons for his impending blackout, among them the unbearable shame – this servant he regarded as a cripple, a lost cur that would bear humiliation without ever thinking of rebellion, had at least the same cultivation level as him.

In the end, Chen Qiang fainted as he wished, but not before letting out a scream, as Xie Tian twisted his arm off.

The sound of breaking bones thundered like a clear sky bolt, striking at everyone's hearts. After showing his cultivation, Xie Tian also displayed a ruthless nature that came from his very bones; everyone knew Chen Qiang was finished. For a martial artist, the loss of an arm was worse than death, just as Xie Tian at this moment was more terrifying than the previous Xie Tian.

A nearly tangible jealousy flickered in the narrow eyes of Xie Bao. Even though the stronger Xie Tian was, the more valuable the secrets he carried, Xie Bao couldn't tolerate Xie Tian's dazzling public display. Every time Xie Tian shone brighter, it pained him tenfold.

Such brilliance could only belong to oneself!

"Family Head's command!"

The three words shocked everyone in the broken courtyard to turn towards Xie Bao; when they saw the command token held high in his right hand, they all knelt down and answered reverently, "Your command!"

Xie Tian glanced at the token representing the highest power of the Xie family, which he once revered so much, but now it was just a piece of wood to him, insignificant.

"Today, the third-class servant Xie Tian has committed the crime of insubordination, breaking Young Master Xie Jin's finger!"

"Today, the third-class servant Xie Tian has disregarded the family rules, leaving his post for a full fifteen days!"

"Today, the third-class servant Xie Tian," as Xie Bao shouted with rightful indignation, a hideous twisted smirk gradually appeared on his face, his eyes fixed on Xie Tian, and he hatedly declared word by word, "stole our family's once-in-a-generation cultivation technique, achieving the fifth level of barbaric strength realm with his essence completely drained!"

"Three crimes combined, the punishment is death! No mercy!"

"Understood!"

The crowd roared in unison, their demeanor changed as they stood up, their eyes slowly turning fierce as they looked at Xie Tian. They did not question the reason nor ponder the truth; as long as it was the Family Head's command, they would execute it, even though everyone knew that Xie Bao was only after the cultivation technique that Xie Tian possessed.

This is the Xie family, and Xie Tian was once one of them, as the current crowd, willing to go through fire and water for the Xie family, to do anything.

Xie Tian understood that even if this group knew his essence was drained by Xie Yun, they would not harbor resentment towards the family. Firstly, because they were hopeful of luck, hoping the family's masters wouldn't calculate against them as they did against him; secondly, it was because of their fear of the Xie family.

Just like the third phrase said by Xie Yun, let it be.

Just let it be without question, be a good dog for the family, whatever the master says to do, do as if you are a dog if you consider yourself one, and then it's all sunshine.

Suddenly, Xie Tian found the faces of the servants before him to be so detestable and abhorrent; each time he looked, it was like seeing his old self, pitifully foolish, and so pathetic it was enraging.

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Therefore, with the decision to cleanse his sight of the detestable and despised Xie Tian, he closed his eyes. As he did so, the murderous aura he had suppressed began to emanate from his body, bringing a shocking chill to the fiery ruins of the courtyard.

For once, the indifferent Xie Da and Xie Li finally made their move. They stopped Xie Bao in his tracks and walked toward Xie Tian, sneering, "Brat, you've earned a bit of respect, but don't waste your effort. Just kill yourself and don't force us to act!"

"Death is terrifying. If you want my life, please make your move."

Hearing this, the two laughed wildly, "Once you fall into our hands, you'll realize that there are things far scarier than death!"

Zing! Zing!

The sounds of weapons being unsheathed pierced the air and Xie Tian suddenly opened his eyes, catching sight of the sword in Xie Da's hand and the saber in Xie Li's!

The sword was like a frenzied dragon in a tumultuous sea, screaming as it bore the might of overturning rivers and seas!

The saber was like a heaven-cleaving axe, with the force of cleaving mountains and splitting peaks descending upon him!

With one mountain and one sea ahead, one dragon and one axe to face, Xie Tian's eyes stung unbearably, and for the first time, he felt a suffocating delusion. He did not know whether he was amidst the raging waves of the sea or on the shaking mountains; he could not discern whether the sound he heard was the deafening roar of dragons or the thunderous bellow of an axe.

He only knew that there was no way he could block even one move from the two of them.

"Wind Sound and Cranes!"

"Dragon Roar!"

"Mad Bull Tail Sweep!"

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Xie Tian employed ten moves in a row, all aimed not to harm the enemy but to dodge and escape with his life. Yet Xie Da and Xie Li were relentless, one attacking from above, the other from below. With their sword and saber combined, they created a net of death. Xie Tian executed ten moves! Took ten steps back! Suffered eight sword strikes and two saber hits, sustaining ten injuries!

"Good! Nicely done!"

Witnessing the blood-drenched Xie Tian, Xie Bao became excessively thrilled, his face turning red with excitement as he shouted and hollered, as if he himself had inflicted the wounds on Xie Tian.

Unfortunately, he failed to notice the unusual expressions on his two guardian experts.

Xie Da and Xie Li stared at each other, each seeing the look of astonishment, suspicion, and an unfamiliar emotion in the other's eyes.

In their minds, Xie Tian should have been struck with forty-one sword blows and eight saber cuts, quickly losing ninety percent of his life. That should have been the power of one of their most proficient combined attacks – the "Unity of Ninety-Nine".

Eight sword wounds and two saber cuts—this was the damage expected of a ninth-level brute force expert, not some trash at the fifth level whose Yuan energy had been exhausted. How could he possibly dodge nearly eighty percent of their deadly moves?

Just then, they finally understood that unfamiliar emotion—it was heart palpitations!

However, if they knew that those ten wounds only carried half the power they imagined, their palpitations would turn to sheer terror.

Xie Tian wasn't overly guarded because his inner warning system hadn't been triggered, and so he seriously assessed his injuries: ten wounds—throat, shoulders, left chest, center of the chest, Dantian, both elbows, both wrists.

Only four of these areas were truly fatal, but if any of the six other injuries were serious enough, he wouldn't be far from death either as they would significantly affect his combat strength.

Fear started to creep into Xie Tian's mind, a natural emotion at the brink of life and death. But aside from fear, he also felt an ill-timed joy. It was the first time he had truly clashed with an expert, and on the edge of death, he discovered his abnormal rate of improvement.

Such speed was godly.

Such speed was exactly what he needed.

As long as he could grow at this pace, even if he only had two months to live, either Xie Shuai or Xie Yun would end up accompanying him to the underworld!

Suddenly, Xie Tian raised his head, his excitement appearing too twisted in the eyes of Xie Da and Xie Li. So when Xie Tian beckoned them with a hook of his finger, the two instinctively tightened their grasp on their weapons, as if sweating on their own behalf.

"Hold back, don't kill the little bastard!" Seeing Xie Tian recklessly provoke them, Xie Bao actually became nervous, afraid that the two experts would kill Xie Tian in a fit of rage and so he commanded with a cruel smile, "After I get what I want, I'll personally flay him!"

"Ninety-Nine Heavens and Earths!"

Once more, Xie Tian stood at death's door, and within this bloody space drawn by saber light and sword shadow, he utterly forgot everything else. Like a creature newly born, he observed each thrust, slash, and pierce with curiosity and excitement...

He was busy but not chaotic, tense but not panicked. Even though he occasionally felt pain, it did not distract him from watching the trajectory of the swords and sabers. To him, these trajectories were the most beautiful things; the more he observed, the more agile his dodging became, and the pain seemed to lessen...

When Xie Da and Xie Li, exhausted and panting, ceased their attack, everyone was stunned.

The Xie Tian in their eyes, covered from head to toe in blood—his own blood.

But why, despite being so wounded, didn't the little bastard fall...

That was the reason everyone was stunned.

"Come, death!"

As if facing an unprecedented insult, Xie Da's eyes instantly turned crimson and he abandoned his sword. With his left hand, he formed a palm and slammed it fiercely into the chest of Xie Tian who couldn't react in time!

Thump!

Xie Tian spat out a mouthful of blood and his body was sent flying through the air, crashing through the entrance doors of the hall behind him!

A man, sent flying into the hall.

A single arrow, however, flew out from the hall.

In and out, almost simultaneously occurring.

The bloodstained arrow pierced right through the advancing Xie Da's left eye. The tremendous force provided by the several tiger tendons in the arrow took Xie Da, like Xie Tian, harshly backwards, and he landed at Xie Bao's feet.

Looking down at Xie Da's unblinking right eye in death, Xie Bao was utterly shocked.

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