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These revelations astonished them, especially Xiaocheng Yi. Having never been outside and living here all his life, he was captivated by the world described by Ye Mingshang and the stories that made his heart race with excitement.
In his mind, carrying the hatred of everyone, gradually growing from weak to strong, until he set out to battle in the Demon Realm and caused chaos in the Underworld, Ye Mingshang had undeniably become a hero!
It is undeniable that every child harbors a hero in their heart, just as every girl dreams of a prince.
In the Mortal Realm, the heroes seen through the eyes of children might be Spider-Man, Superman, or Sun Wukong.
But here, in a place without internet or television, where peace and tranquility have persisted for decades, Ye Mingshang's legendary experiences had become a tale of legend in Cheng Yi's ears.
The love and hatred, the overwhelming might of one man standing against thousands, and the fierce prowess of taking enemy generals' heads as easily as reaching into a bag—all these painted a picture of an era illuminated by one person's brilliance, making Cheng Yi gaze at Ye Mingshang with admiration.
Inside the room, after several rounds of drinks and various dishes, they had discussed nearly everything, reminiscing about the past with a sense of nostalgia.
It was uncertain whether it was their pure hearts or their carefree nature, but in just a short moment, Li Lang accepted the fact that Ye Mingshang had appeared before him and had been reincarnated.
"By the way, Li Ge, do you know where Mengyu is?"
Having consumed enough alcohol, Ye Mingshang felt it was time to get to the point.
To put it plainly, his determination to fight was driven not only by these old friends but primarily by Li Mengyu. Perhaps this made him seem to prioritize love over friendship, but this was his most genuine thought.
At this point, Li Lang suddenly halted the wine bowl that was about to reach his lips.
Somehow, Ye Mingshang suddenly had a very ominous feeling.
"Li Ge, just tell me what you know. I can handle it." Ye Mingshang's expression was serious, and he was also afraid of hearing any bad news.
Li Lang set down his wine bowl and turned to look at Ye Mingshang.
"Actually, I don't know how to say this, but if I really have to say it, it's that Mengyu has gone out."
"She went out?"
"That's right. It was about fifty years ago. She ran out on her own, saying she was going to find you. We haven't seen her since."
Boom!
Ye Mingshang felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind shaking.
Mengyu went to find me?
She left fifty years ago?
Why have I not heard anything about her?
Could it be that she encountered some danger?
Otherwise, with my reputation in the Mortal Realm, she should have been able to connect the dots!
Seeing Ye Mingshang's dazed expression, Li Lang wanted to comfort him, but when the words reached his lips, he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only pat him on the shoulder.
"Don't lose heart. You both have long lifespans; you will surely meet again. After all, while this world is vast, it is also quite small."
Without saying more, Li Lang turned and walked out the door. He felt that at this moment, Ye Mingshang needed some time alone to reflect.
Although it was just hearsay from others, Li Lang could discern the concerns in his heart from the few stories that were shared.
"Is he alright?" Bai Lan asked when she saw Li Lang come out.
Li Lang shook his head. "There shouldn't be any major issues. At his level, he won't collapse mentally over trivial matters. However, after pursuing something for over a thousand years, only to see hope within reach and then have it slip away, it will definitely take time to adjust."
Sighing, Li Lang continued, "Let's not disturb him. Let's go to the house over there."
Before leaving, Cheng glanced at Ye Mingshang, who was sitting in a chair with a sorrowful expression, feeling a pang of sympathy. Although he was young and didn't understand love and relationships, it must be a pain similar to leaving one's parents.
Time passed quickly, and the next morning, as Li Lang opened the door to fetch water, he saw a Daoist figure already practicing in the courtyard.
With each punch and kick, the movements were steady and deliberate—not swift but solid and refined.
However, if that was all there was to it, he would merely be an ordinary practitioner and far from a master.
The important thing was that he had sealed almost all of his acupoints to apply pressure on himself.
Not only did his body feel incredibly heavy and weak, but he also had to endure pain that spread throughout his body down to every hair.
He had reached a bottleneck in his current strength; to achieve the desired improvement, he had to take an unconventional path and be ruthless with himself.
Li Lang had been cultivating the Natural Way for over a thousand years now, almost merging with nature itself. Ye Mingshang's current state was evident and could not be hidden; Li Lang sensed it clearly and couldn't help but feel alarmed.
"Li Ge, you’re awake," Ye Mingshang greeted with a smile upon seeing Li Lang approach, seemingly having forgotten yesterday's unpleasantness entirely.
"Haha! Little brother is up early to practice. It seems your strength is well-earned," Li Lang responded with a hearty laugh.
Ye Mingshang smiled slightly. "Li Ge is joking; I'm not just practicing casually."
"Ha ha! You're joking, brother. If your training method counts as casual practice, then we might as well be sleeping all day."
This is the truth. Ye Mingshang's training method sounds simple, but who can actually endure it?
There are 720 acupoints on the human body, with over a hundred critical and fatal points. If an ordinary person has even one sealed, they would either die or fall seriously ill.
He has sealed all his acupoints, using this extreme pain to enhance his control over his body and to sharpen his mind. To train in such a way is simply madness.
Compared to his methods, Li Lang and their Natural Way seems like child's play.
It's not that the Natural Way is ineffective; it can prolong life and strengthen the body. It's just not suitable for Ye Mingshang's current situation. He doesn't have the patience to gradually improve himself, especially since his strength has always skyrocketed.
"Li Ge, it's been so many years since we last met. I wonder how strong you've become. Want to have a spar?" Ye Mingshang suddenly asked, curious about how strong the top fighter from their village had become after a thousand years of evolution.
"Ha ha! Sure, but don't cry if you lose," Li Lang replied, eager for a challenge and wanting to see how much Ye Mingshang had grown.
Dispelling the restrictions on his body, Ye Mingshang took a deep breath, feeling relaxed as his state instantly returned.
(To be continued.)
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