Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

Chapter 305: Hidden Dragon in the Demon Cave, Sword Soul Third Heaven

Ye Yuemei sighed and said, "Father, if you love me, how could you be so cruel as to tear me and Brother Tianling apart? Do you know how much pain I’ve been in all this time? To achieve my status, I’ve been risking my life with my Cultivation every single moment! Don’t you know whether I have any real Talent, Father?

Why was I able to rise? It was only because of Brother Tianling’s guidance, only because he told me that I must have a Strong Heart!

Father, even if Brother Tianling has truly fallen, he will absolutely rise again. Talent? Bloodline? Those things are important, yes, but they aren’t everything!

I have no Talent, no bloodline, only the obsession to become stronger and a Strong Heart—and that was a gift from Brother Tianling!

So, I’m going to find Brother Tianling and wander the ends of the earth with him—even if I have to search this entire planet, or even leave this planet, I will find him and marry him! It doesn’t matter if he’s the Celestial Secret Divine Son or an ordinary mortal.

My love for him has nothing to do with bloodline, nothing to do with Talent, and even less to do with whether he is a Demon!"

Ye Yuemei’s gaze was so resolute that even a single glance from her made Ye Fenghan’s very Soul tremble in shock.

"And if I were to stop you?"

Ye Fenghan’s heart quivered as he asked in a heavy voice.

"Then, Father, our bond ends here. I will leave all of my resources to you. Forgive me for being an unfilial daughter."

Ye Yuemei’s tone was firm.

"You’ve made your decision, but what if you can’t find him? Or what if you do, and he no longer loves you? Is it worth it? Will you be happy?"

Ye Fenghan asked again.

"I will definitely find him! As for love, I’ve never worried that he would forget me. And when I’m with him, I’m always happy."

Ye Yuemei replied earnestly.

"Then, go, and don’t worry. The truth is... I won’t stop you. I gave up on that idea a long time ago. I was just testing you, to see if those feelings of yours still remained."

Ye Fenghan sighed wistfully.

’A daughter can’t be kept home forever.’

But, if he was a good father, how could he let his daughter be unhappy?

As her strongest supporter, he should naturally consider what was best for her, not selfishly and presumptuously arrange her life for her.

He had not only watched the projection, he had watched it many times. From a father’s perspective, he could actually understand Long Fengyang’s actions.

But he could not accept them.

Was Long Fengyang wrong?

The subject had fallen into a trap, was cultivated as an experimental subject, and then ended up afflicted by the Hidden Dragon Shackles, turning into a half-human, half-demon.

Was it wrong to destroy the experimental subject?

When members of the Dragon Race were on the verge of death, they would use their Void Body to empower other geniuses and sustain the race’s Battle Power. This was their heritage, their ancestral precept. Was that wrong?

At first, Ye Fenghan had been rather disgusted by Ye Tianling’s unreasonable pestering and impudent antics.

Like many others who insulted and mocked Ye Tianling, he held a clear hostility and prejudice against him.

But gradually, his attitude changed.

Meanwhile, Long Fengyang’s once-respectable image collapsed in his eyes, ultimately reducing him to a buffoon.

That Emperor Cangqian he had valued so highly, so enthusiastically hoped would become Ye Yuemei’s partner, had become the Cangqian Divine Son and the Taotie Divine Son. But his disgusting and vicious behavior had instead allowed Ye Fenghan to see right through him.

It was then that he truly began to reflect—to reflect on himself, on his perceptions, and on his interference in his daughter’s life.

Only after this thorough self-reflection and awakening did he achieve a breakthrough in his Realm, successively stepping into the First Heaven of Sword Spirit.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to break through his bottleneck and make any progress.

"Father... you..."

Ye Yuemei’s delicate body trembled, and her voice shook.

Immediately, she felt both guilty and thrilled.

"Mei’Er, you are so breathtakingly talented and you work so hard. How could your father disappoint you? Ye Tianling didn’t have a good father... No, Ye Tianling has a good father in Ye Fengyang. And you are no less deserving. I will strive to be a good father to you!"

A smile appeared on Ye Fenghan’s face, one of extraordinary kindness.

"Father... I’m sorry..."

Tears of joy welled up in Ye Yuemei’s eyes. To have her father’s approval meant that her greatest regret was a regret no more.

"Go on, don’t worry. The Ye Race has already been changing since I took over. The surviving clansmen must value emotion and righteousness—at least, they must be so towards their own people!

I will expel anyone who is heartless and disloyal without a moment’s hesitation!

The Ye Race needs to grow, but it also needs clansmen of true Supreme Emotion and Nature. We don’t need many such people; one or two a year is more than enough!"

Ye Fenghan’s gaze was incredibly gentle and kind. At the same time, he felt a great sense of honor and pride for having spoken with such conviction.

"Father, you’re the best."

Ye Yuemei said, choking back sobs.

"As long as you still recognize me as your father, it’s all worth it. Just be careful when you’re out there. If you see Ye Tianling, tell him this: I, Ye Fenghan, was once blind, but from now on, I will be blind no longer. When we meet again, I will apologize to him personally."

Ye Fenghan spoke these words from the heart with exceptional gravity.

"Mm... I will."

Ye Yuemei nodded through her tears.

...

「Inside the Hidden Dragon Demon Cave」

Terrifying shackles that resembled Order Chains would periodically roar forth, wreaking havoc in all directions.

This was a land of unspeakably terrifying slaughter.

The physical torment was secondary.

What was more terrifying was the torture of the mind, the will, and even the Soul.

That was a kind of torment that could drive one to collapse.

But despite being extremely evil and terrifying, and containing all sorts of negative, Dark Energy like Destruction and violence, none of it could do any harm to Ye Tianling.

"Let them be strong; it’s but a light breeze over the mountain. Let them be savage; it’s but the bright moon over the river..."

The Dao-like aura contained within this Unparalleled Martial Arts from Huaxia’s heritage was now in perfect harmony with Ye Tianling’s current state.

At this moment, under the corrosion of the incredibly dark, demonic, and violent energies, Ye Tianling stirred a breath of Innate Energy, circulating it through his body. It transformed into the energy of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, flowing through his limbs and his entire being.

At the same time, using this Profound Meaning, Ye Tianling comprehended a power akin to the rules of Heaven and Earth, achieving Harmonization Dao with them.

The Turtle Breath Technique began to operate, allowing him to form a perfect resonance with this World.

Assimilation.

Alienation.

Assimilation again.

Alienation again.

It was a cyclical process.

But gradually, Ye Tianling began to capture the Sinful Demon Dragons—the Sinful Dragon Power within the Hidden Dragon Shackles—one by one, and began the process of Refinement on them, one by one.

’Hm, this Sinful Dragon isn’t bad. I’ll skin it, pull its tendons, and barbecue it with Samadhi True Fire. Delicious!’

’Huh, this one’s bigger. Let’s see if I can make it into a Binding Belt.’

’There’s still plenty of Energy. If your "Royal Father" wasn’t so cheap, he’d give me another Demon Heart Sword Body. I’d catch all the Sinful Dragons here and feed it till it’s full. I still haven’t wiped out the Jade Pool Sacred Land, you know!’

’And that Ye Cangqian fellow, who was saved by that Taotie Divine Beast—how can I let him get away scot-free?’

Despite being under extreme torture, Ye Tianling was still joking and laughing, completely ignoring the pain.

It was as if he didn’t even know what pain was.

Outside, Ji Tianxie, who was already watching dumbfounded, nearly coughed up a mouthful of old blood when he heard this.

"A monster! Truly a monster! This is just too monstrous! Is there anything in this world that can subdue him?"

Ji Tianxie sighed again and again.

And at this moment, Ye Tianling had undergone yet another transformation.

His power had already recovered to the Sword Soul Third Heaven Realm, and his Samadhi True Fire Celestial Dragon Sword Spirit had re-condensed to about fifty percent of its full strength.

Now, with a casual grab, he could snatch a Hidden Dragon Shackle and rip it towards him as if it were an iron chain.

SHRIEK—

The Sinful Dragons, manifestations of the will of the Hidden Dragon Shackles, flew about in a chaotic frenzy, scrambling for cover as they began to feel extreme terror towards this Great Demon King, Ye Tianling.