I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

Of course, Ye Yong couldn’t say that it meant being easy to push around due to being petite.

Instead, he said, “It means respecting elders, being knowledgeable and courteous, and having virtuous and moral character. As for loli, you can think of it as a term for girls with petite physiques like yours.”

“Oh…” Liang Xiaoyu nodded, “But my true form is a celestial body, so I’m a pseudo-loli?”

“Uh… yeah…” Ye Yong found it strange to hear Liang Xiaoyu describe herself as a loli, so he changed the subject: “Since we’re here, I’ll take you to the Ye family’s training grounds.”

“I’ve heard that your family has modified some publicly available martial arts techniques, adding your own unique characteristics. I’d love to see them in action.”

Most ordinary families’ martial arts halls only recorded publicly available techniques or those created by their elders. The Ye family’s approach was rare, as modifying techniques and adding their own flair required great difficulty and dedication.

As the three of them headed to the training grounds, the previously peaceful atmosphere began to stir.

94 Lonely Heights

The Liang family’s visit didn’t have much to do with the Ye family’s younger generation. They didn’t have the qualifications to meet the higher-ups, and unlike Ye Yong, they couldn’t roam freely without being questioned. In the past, it wasn’t a big deal, but as Ye Yong’s accomplishments grew, so did the younger generation’s awareness of the elders’ double standards.

Take the New Year’s visit, for example. Ye Yong’s visit was a display of courtesy, while the others would shamelessly ask for red envelopes. Could it be any more outrageous? Of course, it could.

When Ye Yong visited the Great Zhou Imperial Court, he received extremely high treatment. In contrast, when the younger generation tried to leave the house using their red envelopes to buy resources in Chengying City, they would be interrogated about their intentions and whether they planned to slack off and have fun outside.

This left Ye Mao and his companions feeling quite uneasy, but to say they harbored hatred for Ye Yong would be an exaggeration. The reason was simple: jealousy stemmed from the fact that Ye Yong was not significantly superior to them, yet he had attained what they could not. When faced with someone whose excellence was so far beyond their reach, it became difficult to feel envy. Even someone as proud and arrogant as Ye Mao found himself begrudgingly admiring Ye Yong; the other juniors were even less inclined to resist.

In any case, whenever Ye Yong accomplished something remarkable, they would become like a pack of frenzied wolves, training tirelessly, fearing that if they let their guard down for even a moment, the elders would seize the opportunity to lecture them. As long as they exhausted themselves daily, the elders would have little reason to preach.

Since his arrival in this world, it was Ye Yong’s first time stepping into the Ye family’s training grounds, a vast expanse of a hundred acres, filled with various weapons and training puppets.

Someone called out, announcing Ye Yong’s arrival, and the young practitioners paused their training, turning to the entrance.

There were also two women, one tall and one short.

Qin Shiming was a familiar face to all, while Liang Xiaorou piqued the curiosity of everyone except the disciples of Tianluo Sect, especially the younger women of the Ye family. Each time they saw a woman standing beside Ye Yong, they gritted their teeth, secretly cursing her as a vixen coveting the Ye bloodline.

Seeing those distant cousins approaching, Ye Yong quickly called out a name: “Ye Mao.”

Ye Mao, who was practicing coordinated attacks with his wolf companion, felt a flurry of thoughts rush through his mind upon hearing his name.

Why does it feel like every time he calls for me, it’s never for anything good? What have I done to provoke him? Even if he wants to preach some grand philosophy about relaxing one’s mindset, must I be the example?

Last time he used me as a demonstration, I ended up taking a slap for nothing. Although Ye Yong later provided plenty of resources, Ye Mao was not the kind of man to be swayed by mere trinkets. If he was to be used as a demonstration again, he swore he would demand more resources.

The resources Ye Yong offered were simply too enticing; the pills were of perfect quality, easily absorbed, with no loss or evaporation.

In any case, now that he had been called out, Ye Mao could not remain where he was. He led his wolf companion toward Ye Yong.

The wolf companion had been brought back from a century-old secret realm, originally part of the same pack as Xia Shiqi and Xia Shijia. When Ye Yong chose the two girls, Ye Mao, as a direct descendant, had the right of first choice and selected the imposing-looking Earthstorm Wolf.

Having been well-fed and cared for, the Earthstorm Wolf had now advanced to the fourth tier of crystallization, three realms above Ye Mao. Generally, it treated Ye Mao decently, though it sometimes disregarded commands, displaying a clear sense of autonomy. In Ye Mao’s words, it was proud and unyielding, a true king in the making.

However, this wolf clearly recognized Ye Yong, moving faster than Ye Mao, almost trotting over to sit before Ye Yong, neck held high, like a soldier ready to heed orders.

Ye Gou was also present in the training ground. After fierce competition with two other young members of the branch family, he had successfully claimed ownership of a wolf companion. Upon recognizing Ye Yong, his wolf dashed to sit before him as well.

Ye Yong had never paid much attention to these Earthstorm Wolves; in truth, he had never intended to claim one. His choices of Xia Shiqi and Xia Shijia had been impulsive whims, a fleeting desire to cultivate not a heroine, but rather a high-tier wolf companion.

Though Ye Yong did not care much about how the Earthstorm Wolves would develop beyond Xia Shiqi and Xia Shijia, it was a twist of fate that they had become companions for Ye Mao and the others. Thus, he took out a few high-quality beast pills and tossed them to the wolves.

Four Earthstorm Wolves, three of them catching the pills with precision, except for Ye Mao’s.

Seeing his wolf companion refuse to eat Ye Yong’s offering, Ye Mao’s earlier irritation vanished in an instant. Look at that! This is the wolf I raised, embodying the true pride of its kind! It refuses to partake in scraps!

However, Ye Mao’s moment of inner joy lasted less than a second before his wolf pet lowered its head and devoured the beast core.

Well, it turned out it wasn’t that it wouldn’t eat; it was just that it had been momentarily stunned and failed to catch it.

Was this not more infuriating than if it had caught it perfectly? It made Ye Mao feel that his wolf pet’s reflexes were even slower than the other three. It must have been overly pampered in its usual life. Ye Mao decided that from now on, he would toss its food instead.

“What do you want from me?” Although Ye Mao had come to respect Ye Yong, it didn’t mean he would completely abandon his dignity like Ye Gou and the others, becoming Ye Yong’s lackey. After all, no matter what, he was still a cousin.

“Oh, it’s nothing much. I just wanted you to introduce Xiao Rou to the various facilities of our Ye family training ground.”

Despite his desire to ask why he wasn’t doing the introduction himself, the other party was Liang Xiao Rou, a fellow disciple in the Sword Pavilion of Tian Luo Sect. Ye Mao had heard many rumors about her and didn’t dare to refuse.

As for why Ye Yong didn’t introduce her himself, it was simply because he didn’t know the Ye family training ground well. The novel hadn’t detailed it, and it was his first time here. It was better to leave it to Ye Mao, who was familiar with the place.

“Don’t worry, he’ll give you a thorough introduction. I have some matters to attend to.” Ye Yong found an excuse for himself. “Brothers and sisters of the Ye family, I’m not here to disturb your training, but rather to share some resources I’ve obtained.”

“How can that be?”

“But those are things you’ve acquired, Young Master Ye Yong.”

“No reward without effort.”

Many people’s first reaction was to refuse; they truly felt embarrassed to accept.

“As fellow members of the Ye family, we should share both fortune and hardship. Moreover, I don’t intend to give it away for free…” Ye Yong’s mind raced: “In a while, there will be a sect competition in Tian Luo Sect. Surely, the brothers and sisters here have heard of similar competitions in their own sects. In truth, all of this is to select suitable candidates for the joint competition held by all sects in six months. As disciples of the Ye family, I won’t allow you to fall too far behind. Of course, don’t push yourselves too hard; within your capabilities, strive to achieve good results and shine in the joint competition, bringing glory to our Ye family.”

Hearing such righteous and stirring words, the younger members of the Ye family became excited. Even the instructors assisting the younger generation in their training grew more convinced that Ye Yong was the future head of the Ye family, capable of leading them to greater heights.