Primordial Cultivator



As Yang Wei listened to Yan Meixu's explanation, the more he felt like a puppet that was being toyed around. 

"You don't have to feel so bad about yourself, Yang Wei. You are actually the most capable person I've ever known despite having a low cultivation base." Yan Meixu said. 

Her words of consolation were actually hurting Yang Wei's pride even more. 

"Sigh, no need to console me, Yan Meixu." Yang Wei said softly. "What did Senior Fan Ping ask you to do this time?"

Instead of mauling over the past, Yang Wei would rather move on with the topic. Since Fan Ping had once again exposed his disguise to Yan Meixu, then there must be a reason for him to do so. 

Perhaps it might even be related to his revenge on the Yi Clan. 

Yan Meixu's face also turned solemn as she nodded her head in response. 

"I've already heard the details from the Senior, so I'm willing to offer you a hand." She said calmly.

Yang Wei raised an eyebrow. 

"Are you sure you want to offer me a helping hand?" He asked. 

Everyone knows the Yi Clan was about to have close ties with the Tianlong Sect through a marriage. Their power and influence would definitely soar to a new height, so why would Yan Meixu help him out even if Fan Ping was intervening. 

"I'm sure you know that I don't plan on just sabotaging the marriage ceremony, but want to massacre the entire Yi Clan, right?" Yang Wei asked again, clarifying the matter in case she had been mistaken about his goal. 

Meanwhile, Yan Meixu chuckled softly as her eyes turned ice-cold. 

"Did you think I would speak without understanding the matter, Yang Wei? The Yi Clan is my- our Yan Clan's lifelong enemy." She said coldly, void of her charming tone. 

Her change of tone shocked Yang Wei when he realized she also had an irreconcilable grudge against the Yi Clan. 

He stood up and cupped his fist. "Apologies, Yan Meixu. I didn't mean to offend you with my words." 

If he had known that Yan Meixu's clan was hoping to destroy the Yi Clan as well, then he wouldn't have overspoke. 

'No wonder why Senior Fan Ping was able to convince Yan Meixu so easily… we both have the same goal.' Yang Wei thought. 

Sometime later, Yan Meixu pulled out a few documents from her spatial ring. Her expression remained ice-cold, clearly being serious about the documents in her palm.

"Yang Wei, I give these documents to you because of Senior, so do not disappoint me and lose these." She said solemnly, using her spiritual qi to manipulate the documents to go toward Yang Wei.

Yang Wei held the documents and hurriedly circulated his spiritual qi to suppress hers. 

A trace of blood started leaking out of his mouth. Feeling the strong impact of her spiritual qi, his curiosity piqued at what the documents were about.

He glanced at her for a brief moment, and upon seeing her give a slight nod, he opened the documents.

Soon, his eyes widened in shock when he began reading the contents of the documents. 

"U-Unbelievable…" Yang Wei muttered in disbelief. "The Yi Clan is really notorious and inhumane." 

The content of the documents included the crimes of the Yi Clan. Of course, the crimes were definitely not something normal since it was able to shock Yang Wei so much.

Just based on a few sentences that Yang Wei had read, it stated that the Yi Clan had tried to produce an Immortal Ascension Realm cultivator through humans and cultivators' sacrifice. 

They would drain all of their blood and create a pool of blood that they had preserved for at least two decades, meaning the death toll was at least 800 thousand people. 

Not even an Empire would cause that many deaths when it was time for a new dynasty to change. 

However, what shocked Yang Wei even further was that people from the Yan Clan had suffered casualties in the past at the hands of the Yi Clan as well.

'Yan Chenxiu… this person seemed to be,' Yang Wei read this name and found it familiar. He tilted his head to glance at Yan Meixu to confirm something.

When their eyes met, Yan Meixu knew why he was looking at her with a bewildered expression. 

"You must be wondering what's my relationship with Yan Chenxiu, right?" Yan Meixu asked, seemingly clear of his confusion. 

Yang Wei took a few seconds before nodding his head.

"If it's inconvenient to say it, then I understand and won't pry for the information." 

"It's alright… after all, I expected some questions when I handed those documents over to you." 

"Then may I know what your relationship is to her?"

"She's my mother," Yan Meixu replied calmly. 

"When I was at the age of 5, my mother went to explore a dungeon on behalf of our Yan Clan. Although it was stated that she met with misfortune in the dungeon and died there. Through my investigations, I found out that it was not misfortune but was plotted by the Yi Clan." Her eyes soon turned bloodshot, clearly agitated from speaking those. 

Meanwhile, Yang Wei quickly poured her some tea and handed it over to her. 

"I understand, Yan Meixu. You don't have to explain further." He said anxiously. The pain of losing your loved ones- he for one knows how painful it is to repeat the tragedy. 

After all, he had to witness his own parents' death even if someone else had told him they weren't his real parents. Real or not, it was the truth that they in fact had raised him from birth.

Hence, the agony he felt when he was completely helpless in their situation had fueled his drive to cultivate. 

He stood up and calmly walked toward the trembling Yan Meixu.

"Rest assured, Yan Meixu. We will definitely trample the Yi Clan's decades-long plan into nothingness and repay them extra." He said in a fiery tone, patting her shoulder to soothe her anger.