The Celestial Dragon Empire, the realm of the imperial family.

An ordinary boy who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old sat on the bed with his eyes closed, and the dark golden spiritual power on his body was flowing. He took a deep breath and grimaced. The spiritual power of the body instantly went to the lower abdomen. After a moment, he opened his eyes and sighed.

This young man's name is Ye Ning, and he is more than fifteen years old this year, but he is still at the stage of a high-level dragon master.

"It seems that the name of this imperial shame is going to stay on me for a while. He smiled wryly. The ranks on the Galaxy Continent are divided into divisions, generals, kings, and emperors, and each level is divided into junior high and high ranks. Ye Ning was still at the advanced level of the division at the age of fifteen, which was indeed unprecedented in the imperial clan.

He remembered that he was going to the Jingdi Cemetery today, cleaned up the bed, stuffed a few pictures of the Spring Palace on the bed into the quilt with a red face, and set off.

I walked for about ten minutes and circled a few times. Ye Ning came to the cemetery in this realm. At the entrance of the cemetery sat a sleepy old man. Ye Ning greeted him, and then entered the garden to find Zhao Bo, the manager of the cemetery.

"Uncle Zhao, don't you know about my mother?" Ye Ning asked respectfully towards a lazy old man. The old man squinted at Ye Ning, sitting on the rocking chair and ignoring it.

"Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao?" Ye Ning raised his voice and said again.

"Something. The old man named Uncle Zhao was extremely arrogant, as if he had completely forgotten that Ye Ning was a member of the imperial clan, and he was just a servant.

"I'm sorry, I don't know when my mother's tombstone will be erected in the cemetery, it's been more than three months. Ye Ning held back the anger in his heart and said. Ye Ning's mother has been gone for more than three months, but until now, the cemetery has not erected a monument for her. Ye Ning was naturally very anxious in his heart.

The old man waved his hand, his face full of indifference, and said, "Wait, wait." ”

"But I've been waiting for months. The mother's grave was covered with grass. This ......," Ye Ning said.

Uncle Zhao waved his hand again and motioned for Ye Ning to leave. Ye Ning was also angry for a while, this was not the first time he had come to find Uncle Zhao, but that old man was shirking every time. The man died and was buried in the ground, but there was no tombstone. In Ye Ning's eyes, it looked like a displacement, very bleak. Ye Ning said with anger in his voice: "When will the monument be erected, you must give me an answer today." ”

"The Imperial Cemetery has never been buried in the Idler's Cemetery, and it is already a blessing to be able to bury your mother here after her death. The matter of erecting a monument, wait until you have the right to influence the clan. However, I'm afraid I can't wait for that day to come. Uncle Zhao sneered, his expression full of disdain. Within the imperial family, strength is respected, Ye Ning has no strength, and no potential. Naturally, it is not valued by anyone, and his mother erected a monument. Because of this, it has been delayed again and again.

"You!" Ye Ning's blood surged, pointing at Uncle Zhao. With a wave of Zhao Bo's hand, the airflow fluctuated, and Ye Ning was directly knocked down five meters away. Thinking that Zhao Bo is a mid-level boxer, this light blow is enough to injure Ye Ning. Ye Ning sat upright on the ground, holding back the blood that was churning up in his chest.

"Boy, stop pointing your finger at me. This time it only hurt you, and next time it won't be so light. If I want to kill you, it's like pinching an ant to death. And no one in this imperial family will care. Now,. Ye Ning will probably never forget the way Uncle Zhao looked at him for the rest of his life. High up, like looking at ants on the ground, you can trample to death by raising your feet. The anger in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and Ye Ning sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ground. He forced himself up, staggered out of the room. I only heard the word "wild seed" from time to time in the mouth of Zhao Bo behind him.

Ye Ning's mother was not an emperor, but the daughter of a commoner. And Ye Ning is just the product of his father's one-night affair, from birth to now, Ye Ning has never seen his father. When Ye Ning was ten years old, he and his mother were sent by the imperial clan to take them to the realm and live a life like servants. And because of the impure bloodline, Ye Ning's cultivation path was also extremely difficult.

Ye Ning took two or three steps, and at this time, another clansman walked into the house. I saw that Uncle Zhao immediately changed his face, respectful, like a dog with a wagging tail. Ye Ning also knew the clansman who came in, the son of the next patriarch. I heard that his beloved pet died, and he also wanted to be buried in this cemetery. Looking at Uncle Zhao's appearance, I'm afraid everything is in order.

People are not as good as dogs...... People are inferior to dogs. Ye Ning laughed maniacally, if someone else saw this, he would probably be startled. At this moment, Ye Ning was violent and hideous, as if he was the demon god of the Netherworld.

He staggered and faltered. He walked over to the land where his mother was buried. Kneeling heavily, tears streaming down his eyes.

"Mother, it's useless to blame the child, I can't let you enjoy happiness in life, and I can't set up a monument for you after death. It's all to blame for the uselessness of the child......" Ye Ning kowtowed heavily, and he kowtowed dozens of times before stopping. He could bear the white eyes and disdain of the clan, and he had been so all these years. However, his mother is the softest piece of his heart. He couldn't tolerate his mother receiving half of the grievances. His mother hoped that he would become a new generation of talents in the imperial family and make a name for her. Therefore, he knew that he would not have a bright future in the imperial family, but he still endured so many grievances and remained in the imperial family. "Don't worry, one day I will make them regret doing this to our mother and son. Ye Ning said.

His face was resolute, as if he had strengthened some kind of determination. After walking out of the cemetery, he went straight to the back mountain of the emperor's clan. I saw that the green forests in the mountains behind the emperor were beautiful, and the mountains and rivers were magnificent. He came to a small hut and pushed the door open.

I saw a sturdy middle-aged man sitting on the bed in this room, holding a picture of the Spring Palace in his hand. When he saw Ye Ning coming, he smiled and said, "What's the matter, little brother." Have you finished reading the picture scroll of the Spring Palace that you gave you last time? I have a new one here, come on, come on, let's look at it together. The angry man watched and commented, what is slim and fat, legs and hips.

"Senior, I'm here today to ask if the thing you said about taking me as an apprentice is still valid. Ye Ning said.

"Yes. But I also said it. The condition is that you steal the emperor sword recipe of the three unique emperors of the emperor clan to me. You remember. The strong man said with a playful look.

"The trial assessment of the Emperor Sword Pavilion is in a year and a half, as long as I pass the assessment by then, I will naturally be able to enter the Emperor Sword Pavilion to steal the sword trick for you. As long as you can trust me, I will steal the Emperor's Sword Technique for you. Ye Ning groaned.

The strong man didn't answer, walked into the house with his back hand, and said, "Within the imperial family, strength is respected." Righteousness and righteousness are never in the hands of the weak. The justice and justice of the weak comes from the mercy of the strong. The cultivation path I taught you is destined to be unusual, and it is even likely to deviate from the scriptures, so you will also worship me as a teacher?"

"Yes. Ye Ning nodded without the slightest hesitation. He didn't care about any deviance, he just wanted to have enough strength to earn a tombstone for his mother. He is not a rigid and stubborn person, he has always rejected strong men before, but he still has a glimmer of hope in his heart. I hope that the emperor clan will give him more resources for cultivation for the sake of him being that man's son. I hope that I can break the barrier of my own abandoned bloodline with my efforts.

"Okay, good, good! This sign is my first gift to you. Ten days later, the Wind Forest Academy will go to the Imperial Capital Middle School to recruit students, and you can take this sign to the interview. By the way, just get a passing grade, don't be too out of line......" said the strong man.

Ye Ning took the sign and hid it in his sleeve. Then he turned and left. There was only one strong man left in the hut. I saw that he put away his playful expression, and his face became solemn. He muttered, "Black Dragon Half-Soul...... The world is starting to surge, boy, you don't know that you are in the eye of the whirlpool. ”