803: Chapter 799: The History of the Ye Family 803: Chapter 799: The History of the Ye Family Skynet hesitated for a while, then provided a clear reply!
“Night King, please hold on.
We will deliver the translation in three hours!”
Ye Tian smiled faintly and began waiting in front of the computer.
Indeed, money can make the devil turn the millstone.
Although Skynet is the world’s top intelligence agency, its purpose is still profit-driven.
Unlike asking Skynet to investigate the whereabouts of the Black Hole Clan, translating a re tadpole script posed no risk.
Imdiately finding soone proficient in tadpole script and accelerating the translation process was no challenge for Skynet.
Furthermore, as one of the most reliable intelligence agencies, even if Ye Tian requested Skynet to translate tadpole script related to Innate cultivation techniques, Skynet would not leak so much as a single word…
Ye Tian quietly waited in front of the computer.
Three hours later, Skynet sent a Word docunt over to him, which Ye Tian promptly opened!
The docunt contained the tadpole script translation Ye Tian had stolen from the forbidden stone bench in the Ye family clan’s restricted area!
Ye Tian began reading word for word—
“Year 2 of Emperor Glory, Bing Yi made ritorious contributions by rescuing the Emperor.
The Emperor praised him, saying: Although of lowly birth, your loyalty is comndable, hence I bestow upon you 300 rolls of silk and 100 acres of fertile land;
Year 12 of Emperor Glory, Bing Yi was appointed as Inner Minister, attaining the privilege to enter the Emperor’s chamber and serve by his side;
Year 17 of Emperor Glory, the Emperor fell gravely ill.
Bing Yi fasted for thirty days to pray for the Emperor’s recovery, exhausted himself, and died.
The Emperor recovered and was moved by Bing Yi’s loyalty, declaring: Bing Yi sacrificed his life for a god.
Let his rits be glorified and his virtues honored throughout the cosmos;
Year 17 of Emperor Glory, Bing Yi’s son Wu Ding beca Inner Minister;
Year 23 of Emperor Glory, the Emperor passed away, and Emperor Jin ascended the throne;
Year 3 of Emperor Jin, Wu Ding died from testing poison.
The Emperor grew furious, sought out the poisoner, and killed a total of 3,444 people;
Year 3 of Emperor Jin, Wu Ding’s son Yang Bu succeeded as Inner Minister.
The Emperor, mindful of his father’s sacrifices, bestowed upon him a hundred taels of gold and a hundred rolls of cloth;
Year 33 of Emperor Jin, the Emperor passed away and left a dying wish, renaming Yang Bu.
Yang Bu refused the surna out of respect for the Emperor, so it was simplified with just a single character adjustnt…”
The translation was lengthy.
Ye Tian carefully read the initial portion and skimd through the rest.
All in all, the translated text depicted the history of the Ye family clan.
The ancestors of the Ye family clan were lowly commoners without even a surna.
Luckily, there was a ti when the ruler faced danger, and the ancestors of the Ye family clan rescued him.
Consequently, these ancestors earned the rare privilege of serving by the ruler’s side.
And the Ye family ancestors proved worthy of this hard-earned opportunity, demonstrating utmost loyalty to the ruler and even risking their lives to safeguard his.
This heightened the ruler’s trust in the Ye family ancestors even further.
Decades later, the ruler, moved by the loyalty of the Ye family ancestors, ultimately bestowed the surna “Night.” But the Ye family clan ancestors, out of reverence for the na, dared not accept it, which led to “Night” being altered to “Ye.”
Later entries in the text likewise recorded how the Ye family ancestors served the ruler, remained fiercely loyal, and sacrificed their lives to protect him…
Upon repetitive inspection, Ye Tian found that the ancestors of the Ye family clan all retained the visage of servile vassals!
Nonetheless, since the Ye family ancestors dared to record their deeds using tadpole script, it was clear they felt pride and validation in their actions…
Naturally, Ye Tian found no ntion of anything remotely related to “Godslayer” within the translated text, not a single clue.
This shielded mystery raised the question: Were these tadpole writings composed before or after the “Godslayer” event?
Ye Tian speculated that these writings were likely penned after the “Godslayer” incident!
Because if the Ye family ancestors had continuously served the ruler closely, they wouldn’t have had the ti to docunt their clan’s history.
Only upon regaining freedom after “Godslayer” could the Ye family have the leisure to compile their chronicle.
However, it appeared the Ye ancestors wished to avoid bearing the guilt of being traitors.
Consequently, the family history omitted any ntion of betraying the Divine Race…
In truth, Ye Tian himself held great interest in the “Godslayer” era.
After all, it was a chapter where humanity relied solely on their strength to challenge the mighty Divine Race—a thought only imaginable as trendously epic!
Of course, at this mont, Ye Tian couldn’t devote his attention to deeply exploring the Ye family history or the “Godslayer” event.
Since the tadpole script translation turned out to be rely a historical account of the Ye clan, it held no relevance or utility for him!
Ye Tian also briefly questioned whether Skynet had handed him a fake translation.
But upon second thought, that seed improbable.
Being the world’s foremost intelligence agency, reputation was of utmost importance to Skynet, leaving them no reason to deceive him…
“It seems this ti, grudging the Ye family clan was for naught!”
Ye Tian chuckled bitterly, talking to himself.
Nonetheless, to Ye Tian, despite engaging in battles against the Ye Clan’s three elders and the mythical divine beast Pixiu, he had still extracted crucial intelligence from Ye Zhicang.
In retrospect, his gains seed to outweigh his losses!
Ye Tian deleted the Word docunt from his desktop—after all, it was rely the Ye family clan’s history, entirely useless to him…
After erasing the file, Ye Tian promptly transferred paynt to Skynet.
Although he hadn’t acquired any intel on Innate cultivation techniques from the tadpole script translation, Skynet had adhered to the agreent and delivered the translation within three hours.
Thus, the tenfold commission fee had to be paid!
Following the transaction, Ye Tian left his study and entered the courtyard within the Night King Hall headquarters estate!
Here, the martial artists of the Night King Hall were diligently honing their combat skills!
Although the martial artists of Night King Hall had united to secure victory against the Sima Family, they did not grow complacent; instead, they trained even harder.
After all, the Sima Family was rely the tip of the iceberg in the world of powerhouses.
Looking beyond, countless stronger factions and rival forces still abounded!
To survive in this brutal jungle, the only solution was to relentlessly strengthen one’s own abilities!
“Swish, swish, swish, swish~~~~~~~~~~~”
The Black Widow, Alice, swung her whip vigorously, sparring against Dracula, the Vampire.
Before surrendering allegiance to Night King Hall, the pair had several disputes.
Thus, even after joining the faction, though they had reconciled, frequent sparring between them beca a common occurrence.
Particularly as their strengths were evenly matched, their duels occurred frequently and always attracted onlookers…
Notably, after both mastered cultivation techniques of “Mystic Cloud Force,” their contests beca even more enthralling!
The Black Widow’s whip seed almost sentient, swirling with clouds of mist imbued with her absorbed Power of the Clouds.
Seeing this, Dracula showed no fear, instead activating his ghost claw to probe for gaps in her defense.
Dracula’s ghost claw faintly emitted watery mist, showcasing his mastery of Mystic Cloud Force as well…
Despite the term “cloud” prominently featured in the technique’s na, implying use of Power of the Clouds, clouds are inherently ford from water.
Hence, Mystic Cloud Force is, in essence, an advanced application of water manipulation!
With cloud-enhanced power embedded into the Black Widow’s whip, every strike carried imnse weight, deceptively light yet formidable.
Underestimating her attacks due to the seemingly limp nature of her weapon would certainly result in severe misjudgnt.
Contrarily, Dracula’s ghost claw imbued with watery mist exuded slipperiness, enabling faster movents and delivering an elusive aura…
In essence, the Black Widow wielding a whip emphasized sheer force, whereas Dracula’s ghost claw focused on agility!
Though both practiced Mystic Cloud Force to an equally proficient level, their interpretations of the technique diverged entirely.
This difference led to thrilling confrontations—one showcasing sheer ferocity, the other emphasizing ethereal fluidity.
The delicate Black Widow exhibited brutal and overpowering whip strikes, while the seemingly robust Dracula executed stealthy and unpredictable claw techniques.
This ironic contrast made their clashes even more captivating!
The martial artists who had been imrsed in their own training, upon noticing the duel, all flocked over to spectate.
Observing battles between these two always offered valuable lessons…
“Smack!”
Dracula seized the opportunity with a powerful claw strike right onto the Black Widow’s whip, significantly reducing its force, rendering it incapable of continuing its offensive.
Dracula imdiately closed in, advancing toward the Black Widow!
“Heh heh~~~~”
Wielding a long weapon can beco a liability at close range.
Watching Dracula approach, the Black Widow flashed a subtle smile.
In an instant, the whip that had lost its montum suddenly redirected with imnse force, hurtling towards Dracula’s back.
As it turned out, after incorporating Mystic Cloud Force into her whip, the Black Widow could control the weapon like it was an extension of her own body, dictating its movents at will.
Although Dracula’s strike montarily neutralized the whip’s force, it took only monts for it to rebound with renewed power—a calculated feint on the Black Widow’s part, enticing Dracula to take the bait.
“Hmph!”
The whip surged forward like an unstoppable torrent, yet Dracula remained unmoved, letting the whip strike squarely against his back.
“Swish!”
Such a vicious blow should have gouged a hole into Dracula’s back easily, yet surprisingly, his body surface reflected like a smooth mirror.
The whip, hitting his back, failed to gain traction and rebounded directly towards the startled Black Widow herself.
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