After He Dazhu agreed to Old Master Ye's request.
Old Master Ye then had He Dazhu push him to the Ye family's basement.
Ye Long ordered Ye Anling and Ye Hua not to follow, since Ye Anling and Ye Hua were just ordinary people.
Unlike He Dazhu, he is not a martial artist.
Ye Long hadn't told the mother and son about these things before out of a desire to protect them.
He did not want his family to get involved in the conflict.
The basement staircase was very long, seemingly endless.
Even with his Xuan Tian Divine Eye, He Dazhu could only see a long staircase that seemed to stretch on forever.
This place is completely isolated from the outside world.
He Dazhu couldn't help but feel a sense of fear as he walked.
Having spent so much time walking in the dark stairwell, He Dazhu had completely lost his sense of time.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Old Master Ye suddenly said, "We've arrived. The basement where the secret manuals are hidden is just ahead."
He Dazhu only saw a huge stone gate in front of him, with a strange pattern printed on it.
Upon closer inspection, it appears to be twelve strange patterns, which He Dazhu deduced to be the twelve guardians of the Dragon Kingdom.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Long pressed a switch next to him, and the stone door slowly opened.
A burst of light shone out.
He Dazhu was immediately shocked!
"Let's go in!" Ye Long said.
He Dazhu thought he had entered a treasure trove, but it was just like a modern person's room.
The bed was neatly made, and all the appliances were in place, making it no different from an ordinary room outside.
The only difference is that there are many books about Miao witchcraft here, making it like a small library.
He Dazhu asked with a puzzled look, "Grandpa Ye, have we come to the wrong place?"
"This place doesn't seem like a place where any secret manuals are passed down through generations."
"This is the place, no mistake."
Ye Long then said, "Yueyin, I've come to see you."
"Grandpa Ye, how long has it been since you last came to see me? Have you finally decided to come today?"
"I thought you had forgotten me."
Suddenly, the sound of high heels clicking came from behind the bookshelf, followed by the smell of smoke.
Gradually, under the light, He Dazhu could see the person in front of him clearly.
A woman casually draped in a long robe stood with one foot propped on a bookshelf, a cigarette in her other hand, and her beautiful, cold eyes fixed on He Dazhu.
Then the tap-tap sound rang out again.
The woman in front of me walked with a swaying gait, like a silver snake.
A pair of long, fair legs were on full display beneath the casually draped robe.
Two enormous breasts seemed to bulge out from under the simple red cloth.
Yueyin walked up to He Dazhu and blew a puff of smoke directly into his face.
A hand hooked He Dazhu's chin and said, "Old Ye, is this a gift you gave me?"
"I hope I didn't break it?"
He Dazhu stared intently at Yueyin's large breasts, unable to look away for a long time.
He Dazhu suddenly felt an urge to crash into it.
"I don't like this toy."
Yueyin looked He Dazhu up and down.
Ye Long coughed a few times and said, "Yueyin, please put your clothes on first."
"I bought you so many clothes, but you don't wear them. You insist on wearing these weird and strange clothes."
"It's mainly for convenience," Yueyin said coldly.
Ye Long continued, "The man in front of us is called He Dazhu. He is a renowned doctor and, most importantly, a martial arts prodigy."
"I hope you can pass on all the secrets of the Twelve Levels Dragon Fist to him within five days."
Upon hearing this, Yueyin suddenly threw her cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.
He extended a finger and flicked He Dazhu's head.
In an instant, He Dazhu felt as if he had been hit on the head by a car.
He involuntarily took several steps back.
A sudden, intense pain struck his entire body.
"With this level of skill, he calls himself a martial arts prodigy?"
"I'll throw it away when I've had enough of it."
"He also wants to practice the 12th level Dragon Fist."
Yueyin launched into a tirade against He Dazhu.
Ye Long, who was standing to the side, said coldly, "He Dazhu must learn the 12th level of the 12th level Dragon Fist within five days."
"This is related to your father's revenge."
Upon hearing Ye Long's words, Yue Yin immediately abandoned her previous arrogance and looked at the man in front of her with a shocked expression.
"Old man Ye, are you saying that this man in front of me can help my father avenge his death?"
"Stop joking, you son of a bitch!!!"
"If revenge were truly possible, what have you Twelve Guardians been doing all these years?"
"Aren't they all just going to cower in fear?"
“Now you bring any random man here and I’ll teach him the Twelfth Level Dragon Fist, and you even say it can be used for revenge.”
"Old man Ye, you can't fool people like this."
The woman before me is named Long Yueyin, and she is the daughter of General Long.
When General Long agreed to die for the Twelve Courts, the King of Dragon Kingdom never expected that he would punish General Long's family.
Overnight, Long Jiang's entire family was assassinated by Ghost Soldier Dragon Shadow, Long Ge's top assassination organization.
Only Long Yueyin was protected and was taken in by Ye Long in his home.
Even on his deathbed, Long Jiang believed that the Dragon Kingdom's king would not harm his family. However, on the night before Long Jiang's death, his home was filled with blood, staining the windows and doors.
Yueyin knew the cause and effect of her father's death from a young age, so she always harbored resentment towards the Twelve Guardians of the Court, and even more so towards the Gu poison of Miao territory.
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