All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

Xiao Wuji also wanted to escape, but as soon as he took a step, he felt a cold gaze fall on him.

He froze, slowly turning his head to meet Chu Yang's eyes, which seemed to see right through him.

"The Xiao family wants to leave too?" Chu Yang asked with a half-smile.

Xiao Wuji's face turned deathly pale, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, spare my life!" His voice trembled, all his previous arrogance gone. "I was blind and shouldn't have made an enemy of you! I beg you, Your Majesty, to forgive my mistake this time!"

Chu Yang looked down at him, his eyes showing no pity whatsoever.

"Your father, Grand Tutor Xiao, died under the Nine Li Map. Instead of seeking revenge against the Nine Li Dynasty, you willingly become their dog, attacking people who have done you no wrong."

"Is this how the Xiao family educates its descendants?"

Xiao Wuji was so ashamed that he wished he could disappear into the ground.

But he still didn't dare to argue, and just kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Chu Yang didn't bother to look at him anymore and turned to look at the Nine Li Ancestor who had already boarded the chariot.

"Ancestor Jiuli, I won't return the Xiao family members to you," he said calmly. "Consider it a gift for your grand entrance today."

The Nine Li Ancestor's face turned ashen, but he dared not utter a single word.

He just stared intently at Chu Yang, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred.

"Chu Yang, I will remember this grudge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the chariot took off and carried the entire Jiuli Dynasty army away in a sorry state.

Watching them flee, the big black dog spat, "Pah! A bunch of useless trash! They came fast, but they ran even faster!"

Ye Fan looked at Chu Yang, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

“Tu Fei…no, I should call you Brother Chu,” he said in a deep voice, “You’ve kept this from us for so long.”

Chu Yang turned around, looked at Ye Fan, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Little Ye, this is a long story," he patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, "I'll explain slowly when we get back."

Ye Fan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He knew that since Chu Yang was willing to tell him, he would definitely give a reasonable explanation.

However, it was Xiao Wuji, who was lying on the ground, who gave him a headache.

"What should we do with this guy?" he asked.

Chu Yang glanced down at Xiao Wuji, seemingly deep in thought.

After a moment, he spoke, "I don't want to get involved in the Xiao family's affairs. But now that he's in my hands, I can't just let him go."

He crouched down to be at eye level with Xiao Wuji.

"Xiao Wuji, right?"

Xiao Wuji trembled and nodded hurriedly, "Yes...yes, it was me."

"Your father, Grand Tutor Xiao, though his death was somewhat unjust, had no choice but to participate in the assassination of my friends, so he brought it upon himself," Chu Yang said calmly. "If you want to blame someone, blame himself for being blind to the danger."

But you are different.

"You're just an insignificant nobody; killing you wouldn't make any difference."

"So I'm giving you a choice."

A glimmer of hope rose in Xiao Wuji's heart, and he quickly asked, "Wh...what choice?"

Chu Yang smiled slightly, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, and tossed it in front of Xiao Wuji.

"This contains a record of everything that happened today. When you return, give this jade slip to your family head," he said slowly and deliberately. "Tell him that if the Xiao family still wishes to be my enemy, they can expect to suffer the same fate as the Nine Li Dynasty."

"But if the Xiao family is willing to stay put and not get involved in these messy affairs anymore, then I can pretend nothing happened."

Xiao Wuji was stunned.

He originally thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect Chu Yang to be willing to let him go.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty's kindness and virtue are immeasurable, I will remember them forever!" He hurriedly picked up the jade slip and kowtowed frantically. "I will immediately return to report to the patriarch that the Xiao family will never dare to be an enemy of Your Majesty again!"

Chu Yang waved his hand, indicating that he could get lost.

Xiao Wuji felt as if he had been granted a pardon and fled into the distance, scrambling and stumbling.

Watching his disheveled figure, the big black dog curled its lip: "You just let him go like that?"

Chu Yang stood up and dusted off his hands.

"The Xiao family is just a minor player; whether they're killed or not is irrelevant," he said calmly. "But having them deliver a message back will save us a lot of trouble."

"Those forces that have allied with the Jiuli Dynasty will naturally reconsider their own importance after seeing Xiao Wuji's fate."

Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully.

He finally understood why Chu Yang was able to develop Tianwaitian into such a behemoth in just a few years.

This skill and cunning are truly admirable.

"Let's go," Chu Yang said. "This isn't the place to talk. Let's find a quiet place, and I'll tell you the truth slowly."

Ye Fan and the big black dog exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.

The three of them took off together and flew into the distance.

Behind them, the once majestic mountain range has now become a ruin.

Scattered among the broken walls and ruins are the remains of many powerful figures from the Jiuli Dynasty and the Xiao family.

No one knows what kind of waves this battle will stir up in Zhongzhou.

But one thing is certain—

From now on, no one will dare to underestimate the young man named "Tu Fei".

Because he is Chu Yang.

That name that made the entire Big Dipper constellation tremble.

……

Three days later, at the ancestral hall of the Jiuli Dynasty.

The Nine Li Ancestor sat cross-legged in the center of the main hall, his face so pale that it was almost bloodless.

His right shoulder was wrapped in thick bandages, and even with his quasi-emperor level of recovery ability, the wound had not yet healed.

The power of that finger strike was truly terrifying.

Even now, he still can't understand how Chu Yang managed to do it.

“Ancestor, your injuries…” Li Lei stood aside, his face full of worry.

The Nine Li Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with exhaustion.

"It's alright, I won't die," he said in a hoarse voice. "It's just that this arm will probably be useless for a while."

Li Lei remained silent.

He knew that the "period of time" mentioned by the Nine Li Ancestor was probably not a few days or months, but decades or even hundreds of years.

Given the current state of the Nine Li Ancestor, it's questionable whether he can survive this "period".

"Chu Yang..." the Nine Li Ancestor spat out through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred, "In all my years, I have never suffered such a humiliating disgrace!"

"I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!"

Li Lei gave a wry smile: "Ancestor, please calm down. Chu Yang's strength is simply too monstrous. If we rashly make an enemy of him again, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?" the Nine Li Ancestor roared. "Are you afraid he'll wipe out our entire clan?"

Li Lei remained silent.

This was exactly what he wanted to say. With the strength Chu Yang had demonstrated, if he was truly determined to destroy the Nine Li Dynasty, they really had no way to stop him.

"Hmph!" Patriarch Jiuli sneered. "If he dares to come, I will risk my old life to perish with him!"

Li Lei opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't say anything.

He knew that the Nine Li Ancestor was in a fit of anger at the moment, and nothing he said would make a difference.

Just then, a eunuch hurried into the main hall, bowed, and reported, "Reporting to the Ancestor and the Grand Elder, the Xiao family, the Wang family, the Li family, the Ruthless lineage, and the Divine Martial Hall have all sent people."

"They...they said they're leaving the league."

The Nine Li Ancestor's expression changed drastically.

Withdraw from the league?
In just a few days, all those forces that claimed to stand with the Jiuli Dynasty have decided to withdraw.
"What did they say?" Li Lei asked in a deep voice.

The eunuch bowed his head, his voice trembling slightly: "They said...they said that after careful consideration, they felt that making enemies of Chu Yang was unwise. So...so they decided to withdraw from the alliance, and from now on, let fate decide their fate, and they will have nothing to do with each other."

"Bullshit!" roared the Nine Li Ancestor. "A bunch of spineless opportunists!"

He was so angry that he trembled all over, and the wound that had just scabbed over burst open again, with fresh blood seeping out along the bandage.

Li Lei quickly stepped forward to help him up: "Ancestor, please calm down. Taking care of your health is the most important thing!"

The Nine Li Ancestor shoved him away, his eyes filled with rage.

"Go! Tell those envoys they can withdraw, but they can forget about all the benefits promised to them!"

The eunuch quickly acknowledged and withdrew.

Inside the main hall, only the Nine Li Ancestor and Li Lei remained, sitting facing each other.

After a long while, the Nine Li Ancestor finally let out a long sigh, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

"In all my years, this is the first time I've suffered such a crushing defeat," he said with a bitter smile. "First, a junior stole my imperial weapon, then I was forced to pay an exorbitant price to buy back the ancient scripture. Now, he's publicly humiliated me and injured my arm..."

"The Nine Li Dynasty's foundation, built over hundreds of thousands of years, has now fallen to such a state. I... I truly owe a debt to my ancestors..."

Li Lei remained silent, his heart also filled with bitterness.

Who could have imagined that the mighty Jiuli Dynasty, an immortal dynasty with a history of hundreds of thousands of years, would be forced into such a predicament by a young man?

This is absolutely a huge joke!

But ironically, this joke actually happened.

"Ancestor, things have come to this point; further words are useless," Li Lei said in a deep voice. "The most urgent task is to find a way to preserve the foundation of the dynasty."

"Although Chu Yang is arrogant, he is not an emperor after all. As long as you, Ancestor, are still alive, the Nine Li Dynasty will not fall."

The Nine Li Ancestor nodded slowly, the anger in his eyes gradually subsiding, replaced by a deep contemplation.

“You’re right,” he said in a hoarse voice. “This time, I was blinded by hatred, which is why I made such a foolish decision.”

"From this day forward, the Jiuli Dynasty will close its borders and cease all involvement in any external conflicts."

"We'll make plans after I've fully recovered from my injuries."

Li Lei breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that the Nine Li Ancestor might act impulsively and insist on fighting Chu Yang to the death.

Given the current state of the Jiuli Dynasty, it simply cannot withstand such turmoil.

"Our ancestor was wise," he said, bowing.

The Nine Li Ancestor waved his hand, signaling him to step back.

Inside the main hall, a deathly silence fell once again.

The Nine Li Ancestor sat there alone, his expression shifting between light and dark.

On the surface, he claimed he wanted to close the country off from the world and no longer get involved in external disputes.

But the hatred in my heart never faded away.

Chu Yang...

He silently repeated the name in his heart.

One day, I will make you pay the price!
The moonlight, as white as frost, fell upon the bluestone slabs of the Jiuli Imperial City, casting a faint, cold glow.

Deep within the ancestral hall, in a secret chamber built of dark red divine stone, the Nine Li Ancestor sat alone cross-legged.

After Li Lei left, he dismissed everyone and locked himself in this secret room for seven days.

For seven days, he neither ate nor drank, but simply sat there quietly, like a lifeless, withered tree.

However, if someone could see through his appearance, they would discover that beneath that seemingly calm exterior, an extremely strange power was slowly flowing.

That power was as black as ink, carrying a chilling, decaying aura, and it was traveling along his meridians, causing flesh and blood to wither at a visible speed wherever it passed.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would probably be in unbearable pain by now.

But the Nine Li Ancestor seemed to feel no pain at all, and even had a strange smile on his face.

He obtained this technique by chance thousands of years ago.

It is said to have been created by an ancient demonic master, who used the consumption of the essence and blood of living beings as a method of cultivation. Although it is extremely powerful, it has a great hidden danger - those who cultivate this technique will eventually be devoured by their own evil energy and end up being destroyed in both body and soul.

For this reason, after obtaining this technique, the Nine Li Ancestor sealed it deep within the ancestral hall and never considered cultivating it.

But now, he has no other choice.

Chu Yang's finger strike not only injured his shoulder, but also left an indelible scar on his body.

Given his current condition, it would be a miracle if he could even survive, let alone recover to his peak.

However, this evil technique allows him to recover most of his strength in a short period of time.

As for whether it will backfire on us in the future...

The Nine Li Ancestor couldn't care less about anything else.

He knew only that if he could not avenge himself in his lifetime, he would not die in peace!

"Chu Yang..."

He muttered to himself, a glint of madness flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"I'd like to see just how long you can remain so arrogant..."

Three more days passed.

The Nine Li Ancestor finally emerged from the secret chamber.

His appearance had changed dramatically compared to before—his once emaciated body had become more robust; and his wrinkled face seemed to have become more than ten years younger.

However, upon closer inspection, one would discover that deep within his eyes, a faint wisp of black energy was flowing, carrying an indescribable eeriness.

Li Lei was waiting outside the hall.

Upon seeing the Nine Li Ancestor emerge, he hurriedly went to greet him, his face filled with delight.

"Ancestor, your injuries..."

The Nine Li Ancestor waved his hand, his voice much louder than before: "It's alright, he's mostly recovered."

Li Lei was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Excellent! The Ancestor has recovered so quickly; it is truly a blessing for our Nine Li Dynasty!"

The Nine Li Ancestor smiled faintly, offering no further explanation.

The secret of his recovery cannot be revealed to anyone for the time being.

"Li Lei, there's something I need you to do," he said in a deep voice.

Li Lei bowed immediately: "Ancestor, please give your orders."

After a moment's thought, the Nine Li Ancestor finally spoke: "Go and contact the Ruthless Ones' lineage." (End of Chapter)