Ye Zi originally had no particular plans, but after hearing Sun Wukong's proposal, he was quite tempted, so he agreed that after the affairs of Patrolling Celestial World were settled, he would return to Pangu Realm with Sun Wukong and have some fun on Flower Fruit Mountain. Throughout the long night, Ye Zi sat watching as Sun Wukong changed the attribute of his Spiritual Power every Chinese Hour. Five hours later, as day began to break, Sun Wukong exhaled deeply, finally ready to proceed with the last step. Ye Zi too began to feel nervous. Although he had preserved Ye Wu's soul exceptionally well, bringing someone back from the dead was an act against the heavens, and whether it could be successfully accomplished, Ye Zi had no confidence in his heart.
Moreover, he was also worried about something else. If his brother, Ye Wu, was resurrected and the two merged into one again, his strength would surely break through the limit of Domain Lord Level. At that time, whether a Nine Heavens Pure Thunder would descend was still uncertain. However, with Dao Zhun present, Ye Zi felt slightly reassured.
Finally, another hour passed, and the small sapling from before had now grown over three meters tall, with a rich aura of life constantly emanating from it. So moved was Ye Zi that his eyes brimmed with tears. By this time, it was already light, and after a night's rest, the forces of both Netherworld World and Fangcun Spirit Realm had replenished their spirits. Wu Ming and Hei Kui had also risen early, and after patrolling outside for a round and just returning, they planned to find Sun Wukong to inquire about the day's actions.
But before they could go to Sun Wukong, Ye Zi had already found them. Ye Zi looked somewhat strange today. Normally, he was always dressed in a light green robe, but today, for some reason, he had changed into a fire-red outfit, and it seemed as though Ye Zi had grown younger. Seeing Ye Zi, Wu Ming couldn't help but tease, "Woah, Brother Ye Zi, what's happened to you today? You look like you've just consummated a marriage, haha, and you've even become much younger!"
Hei Kui also joined in the mockery, laughing as he said, "Don't talk nonsense; our Brother Ye Zi is the only seed, and besides, how could a tree consummate anything? I bet he's secretly eaten something good. Not sharing like that isn't very kind, Ye Zi!" Ye Zi, hearing their words, wasn't angry but instead smiled at them, saying, "You two are Wu Ming and Hei Kui, right?"
Wu Ming chuckled and said, "What, pretending you don't know us now? Do you feel you've made progress recently and want to compare notes?" Ever since Sun Wukong had gathered them all together, Wu Ming and Hei Kui would often mess with Ye Zi, and they liked to bully him under the pretense of sparring. Though Ye Zi wasn't lacking in Combat Power, he was more skilled in healing and recovery, and he had taken quite a beating from Wu Ming and Hei Kui. But he couldn't say anything about it, could he? After all, he had the lowest Combat Power.
Still smiling, Ye Zi said, "Indeed, I've felt some progress recently. I'd be grateful for Brother Wu Ming's advice!" Hearing this, Wu Ming and Hei Kui grew suspicious because today's Ye Zi was indeed acting out of character. Not only had his attire changed, even his voice sounded different, and usually, when Wu Ming proposed sparring, Ye Zi acted like a helpless young girl about to be overpowered by a brute, but today he suddenly resembled a vigorous, mature woman. How could this not arouse the suspicion of Wu Ming and Hei Kui?
As the saying goes, anything unusual is a sign of trouble. Wu Ming said with caution, "Why are you agreeing so readily today? You don't have some kind of scheme, do you? Let me make it clear in advance, it'll just be the two of us; you can't call for reinforcements!" Ye Zi chuckled and replied, "Of course, it's just a friendly spar. Whoever calls for reinforcements is the other's grandson, how about that? Are you scared?"
Wu Ming, used to bullying Ye Zi, couldn't take Ye Zi's goading. He said, "Why would I be afraid of you? Come on, let's do it right here, I'll beat you so hard you'll be searching for your teeth." With that, Wu Ming already assumed a fighting stance, while Hei Kui smartly stepped aside. Ye Zi, still smiling, took two leisurely steps back and then clenched his fists, slamming them together in front of him. Instantly, flames ignited on his fists, but they disappeared quickly, and in their place, a pair of fire-red gauntlets appeared, engraved with a lifelike phoenix. And at the front of the gauntlets, five red spikes radiated a sharp edge.
Seeing Ye Zi conjure a pair of gauntlets, Wu Ming felt a twinge of unease, but he immediately shouted and transformed into a humanoid form made of blood-red mist, charging at Ye Zi. Seeing Wu Ming rushing toward him, Ye Zi didn't seem to care at all and continued doing his warm-up exercises at an unhurried pace. When sparring with Ye Zi, Wu Ming's mist form didn't contain the toxic blood, but it still had a significant erosive power. Moreover, to deal with Ye Zi, Wu Ming's mist also had the effect of Devouring the opponent's Spiritual Power.
It wasn't until Wu Ming was almost within reach that Ye Zi looked up, grinned at Wu Ming, and then suddenly unleashed a powerful right punch. The temperature in the entire space surged as he threw the punch, and a fire dragon burst forth from his fist, slamming into Wu Ming. After the collision, the fire dragon rapidly expanded, engulfing Wu Ming in flames and wrapping him up into a fiery figure. However, Ye Zi didn't stop there, springing forward with both legs, he charged out.
His body moved parallel to the ground at just the right height to be at Wu Ming's abdomen. Wrapped in flames, Wu Ming seemed not to notice Ye Zi, standing still without dodging. As Ye Zi reached his side, his right fist struck out once more.
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The punch this time didn't release any fire dragons or the like, it was purely physical strength. Wu Ming let out a terrible scream and was sent flying backwards. Ye Zi quickly chased after him. As Wu Ming had been hit in the stomach and sent flying backward, Ye Zi pursued from the ground, moving swiftly forward while his fists pummeled Wu Ming like a torrential storm.
After landing over five hundred punches, Ye Zi ended the battery with an uppercut. Wu Ming was sent soaring into the air. "Hey there, someone catch him quick, or it's not my problem if he falls to his death!" Having said that, Ye Zi's fists collided once more, and the knuckle dusters he wore vanished. He then suddenly turned and shouted towards Dao Zhun's rest tent, "Brother, come out and rescue him!"
No sooner had Ye Zi spoken than Hei Kui caught Wu Ming, who was falling from the sky. The flames on Wu Ming's body had disappeared, and curiously, they hadn't caused any burns. Instead, Wu Ming was bruised and swollen all over. If Hei Kui hadn't been watching the whole time, he wouldn't have recognized that the person was Wu Ming. Since Wu Ming's true form was blood mist, ordinary physical attacks were ineffective against him, and it had been a very long time since Hei Kui saw him with external injuries.
At that moment, Hei Kui seemed to sense something and looked up to see another Ye Zi wearing a green robe, a face beaming with joy, skipping towards him from Dao Zhun's tent. Hei Kui glanced between the Ye Zi in green and the Ye Zi standing to the side in red, suddenly realizing something.
"Damn it, you, you're not Ye Zi? You're his brother, Ye Wu?" Although Hei Kui was usually very steady and honest, he wasn't slow-witted. Seeing two almost identical Ye Zis, he quickly grasped what had happened. For a moment, he felt a sense of relief. Good thing it was Wu Ming who got the bad luck, or he might have been the one getting beaten.
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By this time, Ye Zi had also run up to Hei Kui's side and mockingly asked, "Oh dear brother Wu Ming, what happened to you? Who did this to you? Come on, let your brother take a look—gee, you've turned into a pig's head." Although he said this, the smile on Ye Zi's face grew even more brilliant, while Hei Kui felt chills running down his spine. He resolved never to mess with Ye Zi ever again.
Although Wu Ming had taken quite a beating, Ye Wu was very measured with his strikes, so they were only superficial wounds. On hearing Ye Zi's words, Wu Ming nearly fainted from anger, but he struggled to open his eyes and said to Ye Zi, "From now on, we're real brothers!"
Meanwhile, where the Myriad Gods Hall once stood, a line of people had now appeared. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Starting Point ) to cast your recommendation and Monthly Pass votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)