Eternal Evil Emperor

"What did you say!"

"Second brother, it was that bastard Xie Tian!"

Xie Jin, trembling, raised his distorted fingers and wailed, "He is so strong, so fast, he easily twisted off my fingers. Not only that, he, he also stole my silver note..."

Xie Bao didn't believe a word, coldly said, "Xie Jin, you are at the third level of Barbaric Strength cultivation, tell the truth!"

Seeing this, Xie Jin knelt on the ground with a thud, "If I tell a lie in front of Second Brother, may lightning strike me!"

A man's knees are worth gold, Xie Bao, seeing this, believed him quite a bit, his anger surging as he waved his hand fiercely, "Let's go, find that little bastard!"

A group of Xie family disciples came to the broken courtyard with great momentum, ready to barge in, but Xie Bao stretched out his hand to stop everyone.

His face changing several times as if he suddenly realized something, he asked Xie Jin uneasily, "You mean, that little bastard has cultivation?"

Xie Jin also paused, right, that kid didn't even have the first level of Barbaric Strength cultivation, even if he did, completely depleting his Primordial Yang would make it hard to even walk, let alone fight. Such a waste, even by surprise, could never twist off his own fingers.

Unless the opponent really had higher cultivation than himself!

Instantly, a strange atmosphere enveloped everyone; no one dared to speak, their eyes nearly popping out in shock.

"It's impossible, absolutely impossible!" Xie Bao questioned repeatedly, firmly shaking his head, "There must be some trick here, he definitely has no cultivation, let's go in and see!"

After saying that, he barged into the broken courtyard, completely forgetting the memorable "shit" under his feet.

However, if he had glanced at the ground, he would have noticed that there wasn't much "shit" left in the yard.

"Damn, where is that little bastard!"

After searching everywhere in the hall and rooms, Xie Tian's trace was nowhere to be found. Xie Bao's face darkened as he shouted, "Everyone, split up and search carefully!"

"Second brother, do you think that bastard might have run away?"

Xie Jin, eager to deal with Xie Tian and seeing no one, asked impatiently.

Xie Bao glanced at Xie Jin and sneered, "Run? Where can he run to? How dare a servant harm his master, it's outrageous, the entire Yangshuo City cannot shelter him!"

Xie Jin felt relieved, but didn't notice the odd look on Xie Bao's face in front of him.

Though Xie Bao verbally said Xie Tian couldn't possibly have cultivation, his mind was thinking otherwise.

He himself was at the fifth level of Barbaric Strength cultivation, clearer than Xie Jin about the gap between a common man and the third level of Barbaric Strength.

Under such a gap, Xie Tian couldn't possibly have harmed Xie Jin!

Thus, he believed Xie Tian must have cultivation. It was this point that aroused his intense suspicions and interest.

What Xie Jin and the others didn't know was that he, being a close brother of Marshal Xie, was quite aware of the internal affairs.

Xie Tian seemed to have cultivated for six years, but in reality, he had never practiced any genuine cultivation technique.

Moreover, his Primordial Yang had been drained. Even if Marshal Xie granted him a Primordial Yang Pill, this trashy pill could only extend his life by a month at most, impossible for Xie Tian to have cultivation.

This was where his doubt lay, and also his curiosity. He really wanted to know what method Xie Tian had mastered that enabled a crippled man to, within half a month, have the ability to easily twist the fingers of someone with the third level of Barbaric Strength cultivation.

"If I could master this method..."

Suddenly, Xie Bao's heart raced. He looked around and urgently shouted, "Search carefully! If there is anything suspicious, report to me immediately!"

In a while, more than ten people gathered around Xie Bao, all shrugging their shoulders to indicate they found nothing.

Just then, Xie Jin seemed to notice something, exclaimed in surprise, and pointed at the ground, "Second brother, look at the ground!"

Xie Bao bowed his head to look around, only to see that the originally disgusting full yard of "shit" now only had a few streaks left.

Seeing this, he seemed to remember something, grabbed Xie Jin, and asked urgently, "Did you say this morning that you saw Xie Tian eating shit, smacking his lips?"

"Yes, yes, I saw it with my own eyes..."

Letting go of Xie Jin, Xie Bao's eyes flickered, his expression uncertain, seemingly hesitating about something.

After a long moment, he furrowed his brows and commanded, "The little bastard isn't here, everyone split up and search, we must find him to avenge Jin'er!"

Watching the crowd leave, Xie Bao then took a deep breath, bent down, picked up the thickest and longest piece of "shit", and took a whole quarter of an hour to convince himself, then with a frown, closed his eyes, and opened his mouth, smack!

"Gag!"

As soon as it entered his mouth, Xie Bao retched, but he persisted. How could one achieve great things without suffering? For him, the hardest part wasn't the taste entering, but the smacking!

With that smack, the thick taste of shit instantly spread in his mouth!

The shit taste rose up, making his tears and snot flow. Another shit taste went down, stirring continuous turmoil in his stomach!

Seeing his pained expression, it seemed as if eating shit was akin to torture.

"Damn, it really is shit!"

After half a teacup's time, leaning over the pool, Xie Bao, with tears streaming down, wiped his face and stood up, a fierce look on his face as he roared at the sky, "You little bastard, I won't rest until you're dead!"

Unbeknownst to Xie Bao, the thing he ate, left in the yard, was indeed just human shit that resembled Dragon Leopard Wood in appearance.

Because all the real Dragon Leopard Wood was now packed in the bag behind Xie Tian.

Xie Yun had left, and he had packed all the Dragon Leopard Wood and temporarily left the Xie residence, heading towards the place mentioned by the mad old man.

According to lore, it was there that the mad old man had found him, and the reason he wanted to go there wasn't for nostalgic familial searches but to look for books; the mad old man had only four books, and he couldn't break through the fifth level of Barbaric Strength.

So he had to go.

Outside Yangshuo City, Anlan Mountain blocked Yangshuo City completely from the High-class Jianghu centered around the Imperial City, Xie Tian's destination was in these thousands of miles of Anlan Mountain.

Because his Primordial Yang had been drained by Xie Yun, Xie Tian was pale and gaunt, looking like the wind could blow him over—this was just the exterior. The major harm of lacking Primordial Yang was the drastic reduction in his lifespan.

Primordial Yang is so essential because only Primordial Yang can continuously produce more Primordial Yang.

And this Primordial Yang is constantly being depleted along with physical exertion.

Even though top-quality Primordial Yang Pills significantly slowed the leakage speed of his Yang, once he lost control and overused his physical strength, he would faint and die.

Therefore, though unaware that he had only two and a half months left to live, Xie Tian prioritized conserving his energy in whatever he did.

Every step he took was calculated to use the least amount of energy, and he did not swing his arms intentionally.

He could have slightly bent over to reduce consumption, but he insisted on keeping his spine as straight as a pine.

Besides these disadvantages, there were benefits; at least passersby who saw Xie Tian, who looked like a sick person, showed him sympathy.

Even the most overbearing people would not bully someone so frail, uncertain of when he might die.

In such conditions, Xie Tian found that he had reached the foot of Anlan Mountain without much effort.

Looking up at the mountain, he seemed to see the Xie family, which to him, was as formidable as the mountain itself.

Though Anlan Mountain was a perilous place with hardly anyone reaching the summit, the foothill was bustling—it was Anlan Town in Yangshuo City, the most prosperous place outside the city.

The prosperity of Anlan Town was due to Anlan Mountain.

Because it was deserted, the terrain above the middle of Anlan Mountain was a paradise for various birds and beasts, while the area below was where Martial Artists frequented.

Every year, Martial Artists hunted and captured tens of thousands of animals with precious properties and sold them in Anlan Town.

Of course, behind the high rewards were bloody prices.

Every year, no fewer than a hundred Martial Artists died on Anlan Mountain, including top experts who had broken through to the Inner Qi realm, which showed the dangers involved.

Stepping onto Anlan Mountain, Xie Tian's heartbeat quickened.

Heaven help him—having never left Yangshuo City in the first twelve years of his life, this step he took was entirely due to his ruthlessness toward himself.

He knew that once he went up the mountain, dangers abounded, not just from beasts, but perhaps also from humans. He was scared, but he still bravely moved forward!

He slightly wasted some energy, took several deep breaths to steady his shaking body, and then calmly continued his ascent up Anlan Mountain.

"Ruthless…"

A crazy old man sprang out of nowhere, gazing at Xie Tian's retreating figure, and muttered what he'd been saying repeatedly for half a month.

Xie Tian didn't have a map, just two locations given by the crazy old man—Beast Cliff and a creek a hundred yards below Beast Cliff.

Beast Cliff, at the midpoint of Anlan Mountain, was generally avoided by Martial Artists unless driven crazy by poverty.

It was dangerous there; not many animal bones but plenty of human bones.

Every mile he walked, Xie Tian would stop, retreat to the side of the path, and rest on a rock.

This way, he conserved his energy the most. To others, however, such actions made Xie Tian seem ridiculous.

"Psh, that guy obviously has lost all his Primordial Yang, thinking of climbing the mountain, how laughable!"

"Maybe he wants to commit suicide…"

"Yeah, jumping off a cliff is more comfortable than hanging oneself..."

...

No cold words could reach Xie Tian's ears.

After enough rest, he stood up and continued climbing. After numerous repetitions, the sun climbed overhead; under the howling mountain winds, it didn't feel unbearably hot.

But Xie Tian looked up, moved into the shade of trees on the side of the road, and pulled out a piece of Dragon Leopard wood.

Since discovering the bizarre rate of cultivation when he ate "shit", and recalling the mention of Dragon Leopard Pill, Xie Tian realized the crazy old man wasn't crazy, and what he ate wasn't actually shit, but rather the primary ingredient of Dragon Leopard Pill—Dragon Leopard Wood.

Dragon Leopard Pills could enhance Martial Artists' physique and accelerate their cultivation rate. Dragon Leopard Wood had the same effects, but its taste was so foul and hard to swallow that it could only be turned into a pill through alchemy, which ordinary people dared to take.

Xie Tian didn't believe someone's yard would be littered with what seemed like an endless supply of Dragon Leopard Wood.

Despite many doubts about the crazy old man, Xie Tian didn't want to seek answers at the moment.

He needed to cultivate, extend his life; there was much to do and little time. He had to focus on what was most important.

The cold mountain wind quickly spread the foul smell of the Dragon Leopard Wood, and just as Xie Tian had eaten half of it, cursing voices from below reached him, quite offensive. Looking at the half-eaten piece of Dragon Leopard Wood in his hand, Xie Tian continued to open his mouth and took another bite.

"F*ck me, that, that, that guy is, is, is eating shit!"

Seeing Xie Tian chewing, no one dared to continue cursing, and pairs of eyes stared dumbfounded at him.

None had the courage to openly curse someone who could calmly finish a piece of "shit" and smack his lips, seemingly licking the residue inside his mouth.

After eating and resting well, Xie Tian continued on his way. A short time later, when the foul smell had dissipated, most of the passersby regained their senses, exchanged terrified looks, and silently continued up the mountain.

"Qin, I recognize that guy; he's the third notable young member of the Xie family, Xie Tian. He just recently messed with a maid of the Xie family, lost all his Primordial Yang…"

The remaining few were from the Chen family of Yangshuo City, and the one addressed as Qin was one of the top five prodigies of Yangshuo City, Chen Qiang.

Upon hearing the subordinate's introduction, Chen Qin's pupils narrowed slightly, his expression turned solemn, evoking puzzlement among the crowd.

"Qin, it's just eating shit, you can't really be scared, can you?"

"What do you know!" Chen Qin withdrew his gaze, glanced over his cousins and brothers, and said in a low voice, "That's Dragon Leopard Wood, greatly beneficial for cultivation, but even I don't have the guts to taste it!"

The crowd was initially stunned, then their expressions changed drastically as they comprehended the significance. They had seen Dragon Leopard Wood before, but could never believe someone would dare eat it.

The next moment, Chen Qin took a deep breath, dropped a phrase, and rushed forward.

"The Xie family are great schemers. With Xie Yun and Xie Handsome, I think this Xie Tian is the real trump card of the Xie family. Follow him and find a chance to eliminate him!"