God Emperor
1. Prolog - Little Yu

"Little, don't cry. Everyone has to die one day. Your mother and I have arrived. Our comrades are waiting for us in the stars. Ha ha! Compared to our peers who have gone first, to see you grow up with my own eyes head from your little baby to a ten-year-old boy, I've been so lucky!"

The color of the sunset is like blood.

The battle to defend the city is over.

In front of the solemn silence of the ancestral door, the skinny boy's tears were like rain. Written on his face was the sadness of tragedy but also hatred and revenge.

A middle-aged couple was sitting at the door with pools of blood.

Their bodies are covered in wounds.

The wife suffered a broken spear that pierced her chest. His breathing was so weak, his life depended on the line. The husband had already lost both his legs and hands, a small sword along the length of a finger stuck in his forehead.

But miraculously, he is still alive.

As if he had returned from the dead, the man still maintained his consciousness.

The man used his only left arm to hug his wife.

The boy, his face filled with tears, was the only child of the husband and wife.

The man looked at his son, his eyes filled with indescribable love and emotions.

She smiles.

"Remove your tears dry, you little man. Right now you have to listen to me clearly. I have something very important to tell you. Remember you have to remember. After your mother and I left, you had to guard our tomb for four years.You had to look after it for four whole years without missing a single day, do you understand?"

The little boy nodded his head, his tears falling.

"I know what you're thinking, you're not allowed to do it. Anger without strength is completely meaningless.I know you always wanted to go to the White Deer Academy to practice martial arts and become a strong martial artist. But my little man, you can't do it. At least in the next four years you can't do it

Don't ask why, just remember that in these four years, you have to be like a grain of sand in the desert, invisible. You have to make the whole Deer City forget about your existence Of course, if in the eyes of some people you are like a madman, that's even better. But I'm sure our little Yu won't be bothered by this!

After four years, you can do the things you want. If one day, you can become a Bitter Sea expert, then you should definitely go to the royal palace of the Snow Country and take back something that belongs to you. At that time, this badge will tell you the truth behind everything!"

The man said this and put a brass badge engraved with a sword into the boy's palm.

These words and actions seemed to have consumed the rest of the man's life.

Then the color on the man's face quickly faded.

The man's face turned pale white, without the slightest trace of blood. Fresh blood gushed from his mouth.

“Dad ...” the young man shouted in despair.

"Also, do you remember the nameless breathing technique that father gave you? In the four years of guarding this tomb, you must continue to practice in it, turning it into a part of yourself. Can you do this?”

The little boy nodded his head obediently.

"Then, that's good." The man's eyes lost their last color.

He lowered his head and kissed his wife. He spoke in a voice that only he could hear that was filled with unspeakable regret, “Yingying, forgive me.”

Then, the man closed his eyes and died.

His wife's eyes in his hands seemed to sense something. Crystal-clear tears slowly formed and trickled down her cheeks. At the same time, he also stopped breathing.

The boy knelt down in a pool of blood, his hand holding a brass badge, crying to the point of losing his voice.

His name was Ye Qingyu.

From then on, in the impoverished northern district, in a deserted grave, there was an unknown boy who waited for four years.

In these four years, he had spent most of his time like a statue, sitting foolishly in front of the tomb, as if he was crazy.

Hence, countless words of ridicule and ridicule were thrown at him.

Most of the people were convinced that after experiencing the impact of the death of his parents, a very clever child with extraordinary talent who had once been called the number one genius by the Dean of the White Deer Academy, had become trash.

Ye Qingyu was really driven to distract, to be crazy and stupid, to turn into a pitiful worm.

He becomes an idiot that you can bully and scorn as you please.

As a result, someone who had once been a friend of the Ye family who used the lowest price was half deceptive, half buying took the only precious sword of the Ye family.

One also used various methods to take out the Ye family property.

A small noble family used their position to take the Ye family home.

The boy slowly lost everything he had.

He did not seem to have the slightest strength to resist.

It was as if everyone could bully him as they pleased. It was as if everyone could spit on his face without repercussions.

But the little boy didn't seem to care in the least.

Until the day his playmates left him.

"Brother Qingyu, you have fallen. I'm an adult. I'm sorry. Our vows to be next to each other, let it fall and spread in the wind. Don't blame me for being too realistic, but I've already entered the White Deer Academy. I'm gonna look at you. No. gabe. We should never meet again!"

It was his childhood friend, the little girl who always followed him everywhere, holding the back of his clothes. The little girl who received her help and protection many times had said such words, and quickly turned around.

He went to the crowd of people dressed in rich clothes and did not look back.

His talent was shocking and every attribute of him was excellent. He was destined to ascend to heaven.

And he, he had to stay in this desolate grave and receive the desolate four-year examination.

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