The Material Emperor With Dragon Blood
Chapters. 3

Ever since Ye Qing fell from grace, Ye Mo's status in the clan dropped significantly, and he lived his days in poverty.

At first, Ye Mo was still given a monthly allowance of ten pieces of silver from the clan. After the news that Ye Qing's chances for recovery were not spread throughout the village, Ye Mo no longer received monthly allowances. Moreover, he was sent to the alchemist of the Ye Clan to work as an assistant.

To make ends meet, Uncle Fu would take odd jobs here and there, and so would Ye Mo.

Ye Qing's death didn't surprise many, nor did it spread far; only a handful of people in the Ye Clan were aware.

Ye Zhantian arranged for Ye Qing's burial on a hill near where the Ye Clan's ancestor was buried. He comforted Ye Mo. Since he and Ye Qing used to be friends, he was one of the few among the Ye Clan who would occasionally look after Ye Mo.

Although Ye Zhantian was aware of the circumstances underlying Ye Mo's lack of progress in opening the Mortal Gates, five years without training was basically a death sentence for his career in martial arts. These few years in particular are peak training years as the body is at the peak of maturity. Once the body becomes fully mature, whatever training is done will be much less effective.

Ye Mo returned to his room. Despite being old and seedy, Uncle Fu often kept them very neat.

Uncle Fu used to be Ye Qing's servant. After serving under him for decades, he was like family to Ye Mo.

"Master Ye used to bring endless glory and honor to the Ye Clan. But when he passed by, no one came to offer condolences. What a heartbreaking sight to see! ”

“I may be five years behind, but I will work five times, even ten times, harder. I will make those who used to bully me regret what they have done. I will avenge my father and find my mother. ”

Ye Mo knew that only if he trained harder than the others would he have the chance to chase after those so-called prodigies and get the chance to enter the Door of Destruction.

Only after setting foot in the Door of Desolation would he have a chance for revenge.

Ye Mo sat on his bed, eyes closed, and began to manipulate the energy flow within the Energy Center, absorbing Yuan Chi from the surrounding Heaven and Earth.

Training involved a critical process where an individual would use their Energy Center to absorb Yuan Chi in Heaven and Earth. They would then convert Yuan Chi into Yuanli and store it in their Energy Center.

"I wonder what is so impressive about the Rising Dragon Pillar …"

Ever since Ye Mo gained the ability to examine the Energy Center, he had been aware of the existence of the Rising Dragon Pillar within him. It was a legendary artifact that his mother, Zi Ning, had obtained in the heavenly Realm.

The heavenly realms were a peak among the various levels of nature that anyone could reach, a stage where the possibilities one could reach were endless: they could shake the heavens and destroy the earth, building cities, and manipulating life and death.

When Zi Ning was pregnant with Ye Mo, the Rising Dragon Pillar seemed to regard the unborn Ye Mo as its new master and changed her presence to Ye Mo.

The moment Ye Mo was born, a mysterious person who possessed extraordinary skills swept Zi Ning against his will and humiliated Ye Qing.

Now that Ye Mo had officially started his training journey, he was very interested to see what the Rising Dragon Pillar was capable of.

Ye Mo began to inspect the insides of his body and concentrated on observing the pillars within the Energy Center. On the surface were numerous black dragons, creeping around the pillars, entangled, as if they were trying to imprison a gigantic monolith.

Ye Mo could not determine the exact number of dragons he saw, but he was sure there were many, as many stars adorning the night sky. In fact, he could feel that the Rising Dragon Pillar was boiling with power, the power to subdue the dragon and soar into the sky, with an air of ancient power.

He took a deep breath and inhaled Yuan Chi from Heaven and Earth. He manipulated its flow and directed it to the Energy Center to form Yuanli.

When he started to form Yuanli, the pillar began to tremble and rumble. The cries of thousands of dragons resounded within him, causing Yuan Chi in his Energy Center to turn into chaos. But soon after, Yuanli was slowly absorbed by the dragon at the very bottom of the pillar.

The dragon was emitting a faint light that was barely visible.

"It can absorb Yuan Chi," Ye Mo thought to himself.

Ye Mo spent a full two hours just exploring his newfound ability, absorbing Yuan Chi and turning him into Yuanli. As he continued, the dragon at the bottom of the pillar started to emit a brighter light.

Ye Mo's face shone on realization and continued. The dragon greedily drank Yuan Chi and, with a fierce roar, came out from the pillar and began to revolve around Ye Mo's Energy Center.

He suspected the dragon would hear his orders. Indeed, under his control, the dragon rode over his body and shot towards Ye Mo's right hand. After the collision, he could feel a tingling and numb sensation in his hand.

When a martial artist began their journey, they would first be in the Spirit Enthusiast Realm, trying to open the Five Gates. The dragon that crashed into Gates was actually very helpful in Ye Mo's training process.

"Ha! This pillar is really something. ”

Among all the animals, the dragon is an ancient creature and is considered the king of all the beasts. Their existence compared to the gods, had the power to drop mountains and cut rivers.

Ye Mo was amazed at the magic of the pillar. The power that the black dragon possessed had to greatly surpass the strength of normal Yuanli. His morning was spent absorbing Yuan Chi, triggering the pillar. After absorbing a large amount of Yuan Chi, the dragon at the bottom of the pillar would flash with obsidian rays and the Yuanli giant dragon would come out.

Ye Mo concentrated on controlling the dragon attack on his right Gate. After an entire morning of training, his right hand was heavy like lead with all its hidden potential.

He felt that the Gate in his right hand was on the verge of erupting.

Crunching

Uncle Fu entered the room, holding a tray of food. Ye Mo's eyes widened upon seeing her as he subconsciously wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

He stopped his training and quickly sat down at the table, taking a big bite out of his lunch.

Noticing Ye Mo's healthy appetite, Uncle Fu felt a sense of relief. At first, she was worried that Ye Qing's death would greatly affect Ye Mo's ability to carry out daily activities. But now, Uncle Fu was happy to see that Ye Mo seemed to be quite energetic.

“Young master, please slow down so you don't choke. ”

“Uncle Fu, I still have to go to Elder Yin after I'm done to help her deal with the fire. I can't be late! "

After he ate his food, he quickly walked towards Elder Yin's place.

Elder Yin was a Phase 2 alchemist of the Ye Clan, meaning that he had a high standing in society. Ye Mo was assigned to light and maintain the fire, basically serving as his assistant, which was a very physically demanding job.

When Ye Mo arrived at the Pill Refining Chamber, he heaved a sigh of relief as he looked at the closed door. If Elder Yin came before he did, he would be reprimanded again.

Groping for the key, Ye Mo unlocked the door and entered the room.

Instead of an empty room, what greeted him were two people rummaging through the medicine cabinet. When they heard the door open, the two fell silent in worry, but when they saw that it was Ye Mo, their calm demeanor did not show the slightest bit of fear.

“Ye Mo, you better forget to see something. Otherwise, what happened last time will happen again. ”

In the hands of Ye Ming and Ye Xiaotian were some expensive medicinal herbs. After threatening Ye Mo to shut up, they hurriedly slipped out of the Pill Refining Chamber.

Ye Ming was a member of the Main Branch in the Ye Clan. Together with Ye Xiaotian, he often bullied Ye Mo. He also had a history of stealing medicinal herbs, and the ones they stole today were worth about ten pieces of silver. For someone like him, a martial artist who had average potential, it was a considerable amount.

Ye Mo had once reported their theft to Elder Yin, but it only resulted in the beating of Ye Ming and Ye Xiaotian.

While staring at their backs, he said with poison in his voice, “Wait just. After I open my Gates, I'll make sure you get a taste of your own medicine. ”