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Li Ye lived in solitude. His clothes were tattered, and he was frail and sickly, surviving each day by drinking river water and foraging for wild fruits. Li Ye knew he had to live strong because he was the last person left in the entire village. He had to avenge the villagers!
Li Ye diligently studied the Nine Nether Spirit Control Technique. At first, he could only control the corpses of some insects to help him carry food. As time passed, his control abilities gradually strengthened, allowing him to manipulate the corpses of small animals like mice for protection and hunting. This peculiar power gave him hope for survival and gradually boosted his confidence in seeking revenge!
One day, while Li Ye was roasting fruits outside his cave, a sudden scream echoed from a distance. He hurriedly set down the fruit and rushed toward the source of the sound. Exiting the cave, he saw a girl around his age being surrounded by several wild wolves.
The girl's long hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her delicate features were now pale with fear. The wolves growled lowly, their eyes gleaming with ferocity as they closed in on her, preparing to attack.
Li Ye's heart waged a fierce struggle; he understood that rushing in could mean facing life-threatening danger, yet he couldn't bear to watch the innocent girl suffer harm. Ultimately, the young boy resolutely decided to step forward. He picked up a thick branch from the ground and charged at the wolves, swinging it wildly.
"Run!" Li Ye's voice carried a youthful courage and determination.
The wolves looked up in surprise, their eyes flashing with astonishment and anger. They howled and lunged at Li Ye, but with the branch in hand, he was unable to fend them off.
Li Ye felt a deep gash on his arm from a wolf's sharp claws, exposing bone! The blood excited and drove the other wolves into a frenzy as they drooled and fixed their greenish eyes on Li Ye.
Frowning in pain only made Li Ye more alert. At that moment, he stealthily maneuvered a mouse corpse close to the nearest wolf. Just as the wolf opened its mouth to bite Li Ye, the mouse corpse leaped up and burrowed into the wolf's belly, starting to tear it apart frantically.
The wolf writhed in pain on the ground, blood seeping from its mouth and nose until it lay still. The other wolves, seeing this, fled fearfully into the depths of the forest.
The girl trembled in place, gazing at the boy before her. Her eyes were filled with gratitude and astonishment; she had never imagined being saved by a stranger at such a dangerous moment.
"Thank you for saving me," the girl said weakly.
Li Ye shook his head slightly, a youthful smile on his face. "I... I'm just afraid you might get hurt."
Li Ye smiled and reached out to gently pat Zhiruo's shoulder, trying to ease her tension. "My name is Li Ye. What is your name?"
Zhiruo looked up, her surprise slightly diminished. "I... I am Zhiruo. I came out from a nearby village to gather herbs, and I didn't expect to encounter such a dangerous situation."
Li Ye nodded, signaling her to follow him to a tree by the edge of a grassy area. "Zhiruo, you don't need to worry. Although this place is desolate, I know these mountains and forests well. If you are willing, you can live with me. I will protect you."
Zhiruo listened quietly, feeling Li Ye's sincerity and kindness. She smiled lightly, "Thank you, Li Ye. I... I would like to live with you."
Zhiruo blushed and lowered her head, unable to meet Li Ye's gaze. At that moment, she felt her heart racing inexplicably, even faster than when she was attacked by the wild wolf.
It was then that Zhiruo glanced at Li Ye from the corner of her eye. He had a handsome face; although young, he already displayed maturity and determination beyond his years. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could see through everything. His long black hair fell over his shoulders, revealing a hint of mysterious silver strands as he progressed in his training. Li Ye was slender; despite his tattered clothing, his calm and confident stride along with his profound gaze evoked both awe and curiosity.
Li Ye looked at Zhiruo's shy demeanor and observed the little girl seriously. Zhiruo was a young and beautiful maiden whose appearance radiated freshness and purity. Her long hair cascaded down her delicate shoulders like a black waterfall, with slight curls making her look softer and more adorable. Her clear and bright eyes resembled gentle stars, always exuding a warm and kind aura.
Zhiruo's features were lovely; her skin was fair and smooth, with a hint of peach blossom-like shyness. She wore simple clothing, but every movement and expression revealed her innocent and pure nature. The hardships of life in the mountains had not dulled her fragility; instead, they showcased her resilience combined with tenderness.
Seeing Zhiruo shyly scratch her head made Li Ye feel a surge of warmth in his heart. He smiled gently and said softly, "You look really cute when you're shy." Upon hearing this, Zhiruo's blush deepened; she fidgeted with the hem of her clothes, seemingly unable to meet Li Ye's eyes as an inexplicable sense of shyness and happiness welled up inside her.
To alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Li Ye decided to take Zhiruo to the ancient tomb where he was currently training. The ancient tomb had stood for many years, emanating an air of age-old mystery. The coldness and decay within made Zhiruo shiver involuntarily. She looked around; every inch of the place exuded an indescribable eeriness, especially the coffin that seemed to radiate a chilling aura that sent shivers down her spine.
Zhiruo's heart raced as she dared not look directly at the coffin; it felt as if it emanated an ominous presence. She cautiously pointed at the coffin and almost trembled as she asked, "Li Ye, what’s inside?" Li Ye remained silent for a moment, his eyes reflecting a mix of helplessness and complexity. "I have never opened this coffin; it's too heavy for me to move."
A wave of inexplicable fear surged within Zhiruo as she couldn't help but imagine what terrifying things might be hidden inside the coffin, or perhaps an unspeakable curse. Li Ye noticed her fear and gently reassured her, "In fact, the living are more terrifying than the dead. It is not the deceased who killed my entire village, but those living murderers, those who hold the power over life and death."
He continued, "This coffin once gave me this book, the Nine Nether Spirit Control Technique. Perhaps it symbolizes not just fear and death, but also a possibility for transformation and rebirth." Li Ye took out the Nine Nether Spirit Control Technique and handed it to Zhiruo, hoping she could benefit from it and learn to protect herself.
However, Zhiruo found herself unable to grasp its essence. She could not make any progress, as if the words in the secret manual were an invisible barrier to her. Seeing her disappointment, Li Ye felt a deep sense of helplessness.
At that moment, Li Ye suddenly noticed a booklet about herbs in Zhiruo's hands. He was surprised to discover that her knowledge and talent regarding herbs far exceeded his expectations. This talent did not come from cultivating secret techniques but stemmed from her experiences gathering and refining herbs with her grandfather in the mountains since childhood.
"Zhiruo, your talent lies not in martial cultivation but among these herbs," Li Ye said softly. He gradually understood that perhaps Zhiruo's path was not meant to mirror his own in cultivation but to find her place and value in the world of herbs.
Zhiruo nodded, tears welling in her eyes as she continued to recount the years she spent with her grandfather. Her grandfather was a renowned Herbalist in the village, imparting countless precious knowledge and skills to her. However, just last week, he had suddenly passed away, leaving her alone to bear heavy sorrow and responsibility.
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