Eternal Evil Emperor

When Xie Tian was carried to the courtyard where the servants resided, all the servants gathered around, astonished and buzzing with discussion.

"What's wrong with Brother Tian, did he faint from over-cultivating?"

"I think so. Brother Tian has always been so diligent, ah, I really admire him…"

"It's definite; just now, I saw Little Tian rush back to his quarters after eating, always so pressed for time…"

"How else could he have caught the attention of the young master…"

…

"Young Master's Order!"

Just then, a guard with high cultivation swept a glance at the crowd of servants and spoke coldly.

"Xie Tian squandered the young master's six years of effort, with a base nature at such a young age, he even had an affair with the young mistress's maid, leading to the complete loss of his Primordial Yang, cutting off his path as a Martial Artist! Such a beastly act should be punished with death by beating, but out of pity, the young master shows kindness by bestowing a Primordial Yang Pill, stripping off the Xie surname, letting him go back where he came from, to live or die on his own!"

After his declaration, the stretcher bearing Xie Tian was harshly dropped to the ground, and the guards turned and left.

The servants looked at each other as if struck by lightning.

After a long silence, they looked at the wizened pale face on the stretcher, unable to believe that the talented figure they had flattered for six years had plummeted to such a state.

"Could it be that Brother Tian really had an affair…"

"Nonsense, whatever the young master says is the truth. Brother Tian... pah! Even this little one gets his comeuppance!"

"Useless mud can't stick to a wall, heh heh, every Martial Artist knows, even if you crave women, you must lock your essence to protect your Primordial Yang; this kid, just for a moment's pleasure, threw away his future, tsk tsk…"

"It's still Chen Qiang… Brother Qiang has an insightful vision; he saw through this kid long ago, that he would never amount to much!"

…

The servants gloated over his misfortune for a while before they finally dispersed.

A quick-witted servant stayed behind, and seeing everyone gone, excitedly walked towards the stretcher, reaching for Xie Tian's chest.

"Stop!"

After people had left, Chen Qiang approached, and with a cold shout, scared away the servant who tried to steal the Primordial Yang Pill.

Looking at the dying Xie Tian on the ground, Chen Qiang's eyes showed a mix of gloating, but more than that, fear.

"So that's how it is, young master, how terrifying you are!"

Glancing towards the inner courtyard, Chen Qiang bent down, picked up Xie Tian, and headed towards the place from which Xie Tian had come.

"Drain him!"

"Drain him!"

"Drain him!"

…

Deep in a coma, Xie Tian's mind was utterly consumed by these three words. He knew not where he was, nor the time of day, nor the passing of time, nor life or death; he was only aware of these two words.

Because of these three words, his life was completely overturned.

The esteem and cultivation from Marshal Xie made him consider the Xie family as his own, his heart and his life were all here.

Living in this warm family was his greatest happiness; the Xie family was his home, so even though he had always thought of himself as the lowest of servants, he'd been content.

He didn't dare to imagine that the young master, whom he'd almost regarded as a father, could yell those three words with such a ferocious look!

These three words stripped him of his Primordial Yang, his heart, his home, his sense of belonging, and nearly his life.

"Looks like he's about to wake up, old man; if you don't want him to die, give him this pill."

Chen Qiang glanced at the crazed old man sitting idly in the room, tossed the Primordial Yang Pill without expression, and turned to leave.

Seeing Chen Qiang leave, the crazed old man, as if transforming into another person, scanned the soon-to-be-awakening, also soon-to-be-dying Xie Tian with old eyes that had seen through the world's vicissitudes.

"The time has finally come…"

The crazed old man slowly got out of bed, picked up the dust-covered Primordial Yang Pill, licked it with his tongue, pouted, and swallowed it.

"What a worthless pill, endangering lives."

After that, he took out another, dirtier pill from his bosom and laughed crazily, "This is a Primordial Yang Pill, what a pity that even a top-grade Primordial Yang Pill can only keep you alive for three months…"

A refreshing sensation melted in his mouth immediately upon ingestion and spread throughout his body, relieving Xie Tian of the stabbing pain all over.

Tormented by the words 'drain him' to the point of wishing for death, his eyes slowly opened to the familiar, dilapidated roof overhead.

"Heh heh…"

The laughter was dry and hollow, sounding inhuman, not at all like the voice of a twelve or thirteen-year-old.

Hearing this laughter, the distant crazed old man couldn't help shuddering, but his old eyes were filled with intense joy.

"Just like that, from where you came, to where you shall return…"

In Xie Tian's eyes, the dilapidated roof suddenly took on that ferocious face.

Even now, he couldn't persuade himself to accept Marshal Xie's transformation; gradually, the words 'drain him' changed to 'why.'

"Why…"

A single 'why' represented myriad questions: why treat me so well, why make me moved, why let me consider this place my home... But they all came down to one question—

"Why treat me like this…"

An improving Xie Tian repeated this phrase over and over.

With each repetition, more anger and resentment colored his voice, and when he habitually reached for the bone ornament on his chest, his rage was about to consume him!

"Why treat me like this!"

The sharp bone ornament pierced into Xie Tian's parched palm!

At that moment, the crazed old man suddenly stood up, his old eyes no longer murky, brimming with sharpness!

"Deceive me!"

The blood-stained bone ornament, under the gaze of the crazed old man, gradually softened…

"Mock me!"

As Xie Tian's hand squeezed tighter, more blood flowed, and the bone ornament softened faster…

"Drive me to death!"

By the time Xie Tian's hand stopped bleeding, the bone ornament had softened into a fluid…

"I! Will not! Submit!"

When those three words spilled from Xie Tian's mouth, imbued with blood, the liquid surged into Xie Tian's body through the wounds on his palms!

At that moment, an exquisite face appeared in Xie Tian's mind...

But this time, the face of the goddess did not bring any sweetness to him, instead, it plunged him entirely into the abyss of rage!

"Xie Yun, how venomous you are!"

Boom!

It seemed as though the thunder that ruptured within Xie Tian's body could be heard, as the crazed old man leaped closer, his fierce gaze not missing any slight changes in Xie Tian.

Even he, who had set up such a tremendous arrangement, did not know what kind of transformations were happening within Xie Tian's body.

"Oviparous, bone adornments, desperate straits, integration..." the crazed old man muttered, lost in thought, "It's been nearly three thousand years, oh master, I wonder if this time, your descendant can reappear..."

Xie Tian, who should have sunk in the rage abyss woven by Xie Shuai and Xie Yun, suddenly found himself in an inexplicable place.

The place was filled with an evil aura because when he looked up at the sky, there was one character in the heavens.

The character was "evil."

The "evil" was as big as the sky. At another time, Xie Tian would definitely be curious and examine it for a while, but he wasn't in the mood right now.

After initially acquainting himself with the strange place, he again prepared to jump into the abyss of rage, and because of this choice, the world underwent a sudden, massive change!

Booming sounds echoed!

The thunder roared again, and as Xie Tian looked up, the "evil" character shattered violently, the fragments converging into a flow broad at the top and narrow at the bottom with a majestic and earth-shattering momentum.

Xie Tian moved. He had to, for the target of the surging flood was his own body, and a great sense of danger forced him to run frantically!

But no matter how he ran or how fast he went, the tip of the torrent always locked onto him!

"People deceive me, even heaven deceives me!"

Xie Tian's rage abyss suddenly expanded several times. If he had previously harbored thoughts of destroying the Xie family, now, he possessed the desire to overturn heaven and earth.

As if sensing Xie Tian's transformation, the torrential surge roared into his body, and Xie Tian, who ran with the fury that could upheave the heavens, became frozen in this world.

At the same time, three words emerged in his mind.

"Evil Emperor Legacy..."

Before he could comprehend the meaning of these four words, a torrent of consciousness rushed into his mind, and in the eyes of the crazed old man, Xie Tian's neck twisted, and he passed out once again.

"This..."

The old man's eyes blinked rapidly, somewhat unable to grasp the current situation. He squatted down to check Xie Tian's breath. Then, he slowly opened the door and walked out.

"The first step is complete, time to find the Dragon Leopard wood..."

Meanwhile, inside Xie Tian's mind.

"I am the Evil Emperor, you are but ants. Receive my legacy, forsaken by heaven and earth, live unrestrained, the root of evil stems from the heart, do as you wish, rising above!"

"Evil Emperor's Mental Method, driven by heart and nature, the more wicked the nature, the more refined the method, abhorring conventional views, acting only in accordance with one's heart..."

"The first layer of the mental method: Evil Slay!"

"The first layer of the cultivation technique for the Brute Force Realm: Nurturing Primordial Technique, Mixed World Bull Demon Power..."

"Whoever inherits my legacy must not change the cultivation technique for each realm; otherwise, their cultivation can never advance!"

"Remember, you are the evil, and the evil is you!"

...

When Xie Tian woke up a second time, he still saw the dilapidated roof, which continued to morph into the ferocious and exquisite faces, but all faces and emotions eventually turned into the "evil" character.

He didn't realize that a cold, pure smile played upon his lips.

But he knew that he, who had been stripped of the Xie surname, had a new name.

"From this moment on, I shall be known as Xie Tian!"

When the crazed old man returned at sunset after a day's absence, he scattered the Dragon Leopard wood, which looked like human excrement, all over the courtyard, then clapped his hands, entered the house, and lit the oil lamp.

The dim light of the oil lamp inside the house matched Xie Tian's mood.

Even though he had received the Evil Emperor legacy at the brink of total despair, his heart still couldn't escape the chains of hate and resentment for a short time.

His heart still ached as if he wanted to die.

Nibbling on the spoiled steamed bun, Xie Tian instinctively wiped his chest, startled by the emptiness he felt.

Looking down, he saw the bone adornments that had been with him for twelve years were now gone. Just as he wondered in bewilderment, as if realizing something, he let go of his left hand.

"Who would have thought that fate followed me for twelve years, if only I had received the legacy earlier..."

Xie Tian was right about one thing; the Evil Emperor legacy indeed came from the bone adornments.

But what he didn't know was that he hadn't had the bone adornments since childhood; they had been placed on him by the crazed old man.

Furthermore, while the legacy had been with him for twelve years, without such a horrifying experience, opening it would have been nothing but a fool's dream.

After eating with the crazed old man, Xie Tian went to the bed he had slept in six years ago, chased away the dozens of bugs inhabiting it, and lay down. But as soon as he lay down, he got up again.

"Nurturing Primordial Technique, Mixed World Bull Demon Power..."

Each time he thought of the Nurturing Primordial Technique, a pang of pain crossed Xie Tian's face. Once calm, he began to practice the Nurturing Primordial Technique he had been cultivating for six years.

He had to practice; his Primordial Yang had been sucked dry, and without practice, he would die.

Furthermore, this was the cultivation technique dictated by the Evil Emperor legacy; without it, he could never advance.

Of course, the most important reason was his desire to become superior to others, superior to the heavens, to extinguish the hatred and wrath in his heart!

Thus, practicing the Evil Emperor legacy was his only way out!

"I swear that one day, when people look up at the sky, they will see an 'evil' character, carved by me!"

Driven by hatred and firm resolve, Xie Tian cultivated the Nurturing Primordial Technique with great difficulty for two hours.

When he collapsed into the bed, his body felt as if it had fallen apart. As the Primordial Yang within him continued to seep out due to the loss of his native Primordial Yang, the two hours of cultivation also allowed him to sustain his Primordial Yang a little while longer.

"Grandfather, I remember you have a book about this big." Xie Tian gestured with both hands, strained, "The one whose cover I tore off to start a fire, do you still have it?"

Whoosh!

A book that looked like preserved vegetables was hurled out by the crazed old man, flying next to Xie Tian.

He picked it up and carefully flipped through a few pages, smiling. Although he had torn off the cover and didn't know the name of the book, each page depicted a bull.

This bull was arrogant, named Mixed World Bull Demon!