860 Brotherly Schemes
Time was almost up, and soon, some of the servants, panting heavily and seemingly at their limit, sat down on the ground, their faces filled with disappointment and pain at their perceived lack of talent.
Everyone around nodded sympathetically, deeply moved. They were all on the same side, all just ordinary, unfortunate souls.
Time flies, and some people are still persevering, and they are clearly doing much better than the others.
But most of the servants couldn't even last fifteen minutes. Afterward, they would either rush off to wash up and go to sleep, or stare enviously at the servants who were still persevering, their eyes filled with jealousy and malice, wishing those servants would die immediately.
The night was as dark as ink, and all was silent. Only the moonlight shone through the sparse clouds, dappling the simple communal bed where Ying Ermao and the others slept, draping Ying Ermao's sleeping figure in a silvery veil.
The night was deep and cold. On the communal bed, the servants huddled together for warmth, one next to the other. It was a scene of great comfort, harmony, and tranquility.
But this tranquility did not last long; a strange chill crept in, as if even the air itself had frozen.
Even in his dream, Ying Ermao seemed to maintain a high level of alertness. His breathing was even and deep, but his heart was pounding like a drum. An inexplicable intuition told him that something was silently approaching.
"Something has come in," Ying Ermao was so frightened that goosebumps rose all over his body. He immediately closed his eyes, not daring to look or know.
But Ying Ermao forced himself to remain calm!
Who was the visitor? It was Lao Ba, who appeared like a ghost, arriving in the dead of night. An unyielding stench of blood slowly exploded and spread, and the people around seemed to sleep even more soundly.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment, each second feeling like an eternity. Ying Ermao silently prayed that this was just a nightmare, but reality cruelly told him that it was all so real, so imminent.
The eighth brother walked slowly, like a ghost, fearing that the seventh and fourth brothers would break through to the next level before him, and convinced that the two of them must have been secretly taking extra care of themselves.
He couldn't help but feel nervous, and he also thought about sneaking a bite, hoping to catch up with the two of them. If he could surpass them, he would definitely make sure they got ahead of him and went to scout out the way in advance.
As for the tacit understanding with Lao Qi, I have long since abandoned it in my heart. Lao Qi is also a dangerous person.
As he strolled around, he found that none of the servants had made any breakthroughs, but Lao Ba was not discouraged at all. Instead, he searched even more carefully.
Sure enough, stepping into this servant's territory yielded great rewards; they discovered a servant whose blood and qi were overflowing, likely approaching the second rank.
Instantly, Ying Ermao felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, as if his whole body was tightly bound by an invisible force, losing its usual agility and vitality.
His eyes were filled with terror and confusion. He could only watch helplessly as he was pulled by this force, his body stiff as a puppet, unable to move even a finger.
"Hehe, I found you! Sure enough, there were still some who slipped through the net. I've found you!" A voice that seemed to come from hell echoed in my ears.
The low, cold wind, like a winter's chill, pierced Ying Er Mao's eardrums and struck his very soul. Ying Er Mao's heart pounded wildly, and fear surged like a tidal wave, engulfing him.
Old Ba easily lifted him up, as if he were lifting a helpless chick, and then quickly carried him off the bed and disappeared into the night.
With lightning speed, Lao Ba's face beamed with a happy smile, thinking to himself, 'Just as I thought, there are still some who slipped through the net.'
Seventh Brother, Fourth Brother, I knew you two were secretly giving me extra lessons! Haha, I'll catch up with you soon. Just you wait, I'm going to break through to the Martial Emperor realm!
The same thing happened in the same place.
Inside the Yu family manor, the Second Elder of the Yu family, with an air of malice, muttered, "Damn it, Ancestor Yu is my ancestor. I am the only direct descendant of the family. You collateral branches are actually trying to take my place."
It's outrageous! Even the ancestor is siding with them; he's really gotten senile.
Today I will sacrifice ninety-nine, and once I break through to the Martial King realm, I will make you pay!
Inside the Yu family manor, the Second Elder was severely scolded by the returning Yu family members, and they almost got into a fight. Under the Martial King's aura, the Second Elder was immediately suppressed and had no power to fight back.
He was slapped hard across the face by the head of the Yu family.
At that moment, he was truly humiliated and wished he could flee in panic and disappear into this place. He felt utterly ashamed and wanted to kill all the bystanders, including the head of the Yu family.
At that moment, Elder Yu Er hadn't even thought about finding a place to crawl into.
On that day, in front of the direct and collateral branches, the Second Elder was like an ant suddenly struck by lightning. Faced with the wrath of the Yu family head, which seemed to descend from the heavens, he was instantly overwhelmed by an invisible Martial King's might, making it hard for him to breathe.
This power was like a boulder weighing 100,000 jin pressing down, or like a raging sea sweeping across, causing Elder Yu's will to resist to crumble instantly. It was as if even the air itself was frozen by this force, rendering him unable to move.
The patriarch's rage was like a volcanic eruption, spewing not only scorching lava, but also an aura and power capable of incinerating everything. Below the Martial King, there are only ants!
In front of so many people, he was slapped across the face. It was not just a physical touch, but more like a thunderclap that struck the Second Elder's face. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the loud sound of the slap echoed in the air, as deafening as thunder.
This slap was like a meteorite hitting the earth, not only making Elder Yu's cheeks instantly swell and turn red like peaches, but also shocking and humiliating his soul like never before.
At that moment, I felt as if I had been abandoned by the whole world. All my dignity and status vanished in that instant, leaving only endless shame and despair, and an indescribable bitterness and resentment in my heart.
It also quickly deterred other elders and clansmen who had ulterior motives.
With one palm strike, the entire clan trembled in fear, was terrified, and submitted.
Then, the head of the Yu family announced that the patriarch hoped to select a few talented family members to mentor, which sparked a fierce competition among the various factions, almost leading to a physical fight.
Yu Lao Er grew angrier the more he thought about it, and with anger rising in his heart, he couldn't help but choose ninety-nine again to try his best once more.
What if there's a reward? What if the evil god is pleased?
Elder Yu was filled with anger, ruthlessness, and cruelty. He muttered to himself, 'Third Brother Yu, and Fifth Brother Yu, don't think I don't know what you've been secretly doing these past few days.'
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