We promised to develop a game of elimination, but what the hell is going on with Havoc in Heaven?

Since no one is willing to help.

Yang Jian and Yang Chan returned to the Yang residence together. Seeing the corpses of Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao on the ground, they felt a lump in their throats and were overcome with grief once again.

But at this moment, they dared not delay for a moment. Even under the cover of night, even in the pouring rain, they had to properly bury their father's and elder brother's bodies.

Fortunately, Yang Jian possessed superhuman strength, and his small body unleashed astonishing power. He dragged the heavy stone slabs and moved the broken wooden beams to the back mountain of the Yang residence.

Together with Yang Chan, they dug two pits out of the back hill. The soil mixed with blood was turned up, emitting a strong stench; every dig felt like it was tearing their hearts apart.

As the last handful of soil fell, Yang Chan planted a broken wooden plaque in front of the grave, on which the words "Father" and "Elder Brother" were scrawled in crooked handwriting, dipped in her blood. Yang Jian knelt before the grave, his forehead slamming heavily into the mud three times, each time with a dull thud.

“Brother…” Yang Chan looked at Yang Jian, clutching the hem of her brother’s clothes, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly.

Yang Jian looked at Yang Chan, took a few deep breaths, and then looked up again, his eyes now resolute: "Third Sister, we must leave here. We can't stay here any longer."

"Where are we going?" Yang Chan was startled when she heard this. Hearing that they were going to leave, she felt uneasy, as they were only ten years old and had never left home before.

But Yang Jian knew that they had to leave.

He and Yang Chan are not dead. The Heavenly Court will surely receive the news soon and send people down. If they remain in the Yang residence, they will face certain death.

Now he is the only male left in the Yang family, and he must protect his younger sister.

As Yang Jian had predicted, things turned out just as he had expected.

At this time, the Heavenly Court already knew that Yang Jian and Yang Chan's souls were not in the Underworld, guessed that they were not dead, and decided to send the Great Golden Crow down to the mortal world again to exterminate their family.

Although Yang Jian is young at this time, he is exceptionally intelligent.

As for Yang Chan's question about where to go, even Yang Jian was slightly confused.

Now that even the Yang family mansion can't be left behind, a sense of vastness overwhelmed him, and he felt utterly lost, realizing that there was nowhere for him and his sister to stay.

However, he quickly suppressed these emotions.

Yang Jian looked up at the cloud-shrouded sky, a place his mother had once described as a fairyland, but which had now become a demonic abyss that had devoured his entire family. He touched his brow, and for some reason, ever since he woke up, he had felt a faint burning sensation there.

But he didn't care much about any of that. He recalled his elder brother's words about teaching him to practice martial arts and become stronger, and he remembered that his mother had been captured by the Heavenly Court and was waiting for him to rescue her.

Yang Jian's voice was deep yet firm: "We must find someone who can teach us skills. Mother said that there is a difference between immortals and mortals, but the power in our blood does not lie. Mother has already released the shackles on our bodies, so we must become stronger, strong enough to not fear the Heavenly Court, strong enough to rescue Mother!"

The words had barely left their mouths when a rustling sound of leaves suddenly came from afar. The brother and sister instantly became alert, huddled together, and stared into the darkness.

A hunched figure emerged from behind a tree, leaning on a cane. Rain dripped from his raincoat onto the ground, and his straw hat was pulled low, revealing only his gray beard.

"It's not safe for two children to travel in the rain at night." The old man's voice was like an old bellows, yet it carried a strange warmth.

Yang Jian shielded Yang Chan behind him, his legs still trembling, but his eyes were sharp as knives: "Who are you?"

The old man raised his head, revealing a pair of cloudy yet worldly-wise eyes beneath his bamboo hat. He glanced at the faint golden light emanating from between Yang Jian's brows, and suddenly smiled: "Just a passing old geezer. But—"

He paused, then tapped his cane lightly on the ground: "I just overheard this young master's words. He wants to find a famous teacher. I do know a little about that."

Yang Jian's pupils contracted sharply upon hearing this. The other person's words were like a key, unlocking the most secret thoughts in his heart.

Although he didn't know where the old man came from or when he appeared, the old man's words were like a lifeline to Yang Jian, something Yang Jian desperately wanted to grasp.

After all, although they had decided to find someone who could teach them, they were currently completely lost and had no direction.

Yang Jian even noticed the patterns carved on the top of the old man's cane; they were not of the mortal realm, but rather resembled some kind of ancient totem.

"Please enlighten me, sir," Yang Jian said, bowing deeply.

"Hahaha, easy, easy." The old man stroked his beard and laughed heartily. "I see that you and I are destined to meet, so I will give you some pointers. Go three thousand miles south, and there is a Jade Spring Mountain. There is a Jade Cauldron Immortal in the mountain. He is a disciple of Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable, one of the Three Pure Ones. If you can find him, you will surely have a bright future."

"Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun? Yuding Zhenren?" Yang Jian's heart trembled upon hearing this.

Yang Chan tugged at Yang Jian's sleeve, her eyes full of hesitation.

But when Yang Jian looked at the calluses on the old man's palms and the unwavering honesty in his eyes, he suddenly remembered the look in his father's eyes before his death.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, took his sister's hand, and bowed deeply to the old man: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Although they couldn't be sure if the old man was telling the truth, could things have gotten any worse? Even if it meant gambling, they had to go to Yuquan Mountain and give it a try.

The old man smiled and nodded, and then, under the watchful eyes of Yang Jian and Yang Chan, he slowly disappeared from the spot. Before disappearing, he uttered a sentence.

"Oh, by the way, you need to walk to Yuquan Mountain so that Master Yuding can see your sincerity."

Yang Jian and Yang Chan were stunned, but then overjoyed. They quickly bowed and thanked him, convinced that this was a master who would not lie to them.

Before long, they were happily preparing to set off.

The chat room erupted in excitement once again.

【Fuck! 】

【Fuck! 】

【Fuck! 】

[Jade Spring Mountain! Jade Cauldron Immortal! Is Yang Jian's master about to make his appearance?!]

[The Great Sage's master is Bodhi Patriarch, Nezha's master is Taiyi Zhenren, and Yang Jian's master is Yuding Zhenren—they all sound incredibly powerful!]

More than that, I'm curious about who this old man who suddenly appeared and gave Yang Jian pointers is!

[Venus?]

[Huh? Why did we suddenly get onto the topic of Venus?!]

Because Venus has always played a similar role, hasn't it?

[Who cares who he is? Remember what Yang Chan said in the main storyline? The Three Realms are vast, and it's normal for reclusive masters and hidden experts to appear from time to time. Don't worry about it.]

[I think this line was said by Erlang Shen Yang Jian in the main storyline, so is it appropriate to use it to describe Yang Jian and Yang Chan when they were children?]

Yang Jian and Yang Chan look so pitiful, sigh.

[Three thousand miles! Will they really arrive safely? And what about the Heavenly Court's pursuers?]

The night was as dark as ink, and the rain slanted down. After some discussion, Yang Jian and Yang Chan decided to travel light, taking only the essentials with them.

As he left, Yang Jian looked around at the ruins that were no longer home, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes.

He made up his mind and vowed that one day he would return here in good honor.

Yang Chan's small hands also tightly gripped her brother's clothes. She knew that from now on, her brother would be her only support, and the road beneath their feet was the only hope to become stronger, to avenge their family, and to rescue their mother.

Without any delay, the two determined the direction to the south and, taking advantage of the darkness, stepped into the vast rain.

Behind them lies the homeland where their loved ones are buried, a home they can never return to; before them lies an unknown road ahead, three thousand miles of wind and frost, and a slim chance that must be seized.

Not long after Yang Jian and Yang Chan left Yang Jian, a dazzling golden light suddenly streaked across the distant horizon, accompanied by a muffled rumble of thunder. The light churned in the clouds, and the outline of a golden crow could be vaguely seen.

The newcomer was none other than the Great Golden Crow!
After discovering that Yang Jian and Yang Chan's souls were not in the underworld and that the two were not dead, the Great Golden Crow received the Jade Emperor's decree to descend to the mortal realm, find Yang Jian and Yang Chan, and execute them on the spot!

After the Great Golden Crow descended upon the Yang residence, it searched the place but could not find Yang Jian and Yang Chan, so it couldn't help but frown.

After confirming that the two siblings were not there, the Great Golden Crow did not linger and left the Yang residence to continue searching for their whereabouts. The direction he was looking for was precisely the south.

Through the rain, Yang Jian held Yang Chan's hand and walked quickly, the muddy road making their steps even heavier.

Suddenly, Yang Chan slipped and nearly fell. Yang Jian quickly grabbed her and saw that her ankles were blistered and bloody, which looked glaringly red in the rain.

"Brother, I'm fine." Yang Chan bit her lip and shook her head, her small hands tightly gripping her brother's sleeve. "Let's hurry up and leave, or we'll be caught."

Yang Jian's heart tightened. He squatted down, took off his straw sandals, and put them on her feet, while he stepped barefoot into the cold mud: "This will make you feel better."

However, at this time.

He looked up at the southern night sky, where golden light seemed to be faintly flowing through the clouds.

Yang Jian instinctively wanted to hide, but in front of immortals, there was no time for him to hide.

The giant golden crow had clearly seen them too, and was now flying over here.

"It's the Great Golden Crow!" Yang Chan also saw the Great Golden Crow, and her face turned pale with fright. She subconsciously shrank behind Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's pupils also contracted, and he had no choice but to protect Yang Chan tightly behind him.

Soon, the Great Golden Crow arrived in front of the two.

The live stream chat exploded at this moment. No one expected that Yang Jian would encounter the Great Golden Crow at this point. Wasn't this pushing people to the brink of despair?

How could Yang Jian possibly escape from the clutches of the Great Golden Crow now?

"Who are you, and what are you doing blocking our way?" Yang Jian asked, trying to appear calm.

Upon hearing Yang Jian's question, the Great Golden Crow took two steps forward, looked at Yang Jian, and then at Yang Chan.

As he drew closer, the golden light grew ever brighter, almost illuminating the night sky as if it were daytime. The rain seemed to have been washed away, and the faint cry of a golden crow could be heard in the clouds, carrying an undeniable majesty and killing intent.

"Where are Yang Jian and Yang Chan?" the Great Golden Crow asked, looking at the two of them.

The brother and sister were too afraid to even breathe. The chill that gripped them, amplified by fear, almost froze their blood. They could even clearly feel the aura of destruction.

They were all trembling with fear at the sight of the Great Golden Crow, but upon hearing its words, they were momentarily stunned.

"Huh? I... I don't know." Yang Jian said blankly.

He remembered that he and Yang Chan had been affected by Marshal Tianpeng's Age-Changing Palm, causing their appearances and ages to change drastically. It was understandable that the Great Golden Crow did not recognize them now.

"They are a brother and sister from Guanjiangkou. They should be heading in this direction. Can you see them?" Da Jinwu asked with a serious expression.

"Uh, no, no." Yang Jian quickly shook his head upon hearing this.

Upon hearing this, the Great Golden Crow said nothing more, simply nodded, and then left.

The golden light gradually faded into the distance and disappeared into the horizon.

Only when the oppressive feeling completely dissipated did Yang Jian release his grip. The brother and sister were panting heavily, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

Haha, although I shouldn't have, it's really hilarious!

How can someone not recognize you when they're standing right in front of you?!

[I was wondering what would happen if Yang Jian and Yang Chan encountered the Great Golden Crow at this moment, but it turns out like this?!]

[Holy crap, this age-defying palm technique is incredibly effective.]

Marshal Tianpeng was still too authoritative.

The live stream chat was filled with comments, and everyone who saw this move couldn't help but laugh.

No one expected that their second meeting would turn out like this.

They had been worried about what Yang Jian and Yang Chan would do if they encountered the Great Golden Crow again, but the result was unexpected and truly surprising.

Of course, this is somewhat funny to the audience.

But for Yang Jian and Yang Chan, they had just experienced a real life-or-death crisis.

"Thank goodness..." Yang Chan's voice was trembling with tears, but even more so with the relief of surviving a disaster.

Yang Jian patted her back, his expression growing increasingly serious: "The Heavenly Court will indeed not let us go. We must quicken our pace and get away from here as soon as possible."

"Mm." Yang Chan nodded.

The road ahead was far more difficult than they had imagined. These teenagers, who should have been enjoying the company of their parents, were instead forced to brave the elements and face immense danger.

Fortunately, they had plenty of money on them, so at least they wouldn't go hungry along the way.

Over the next few days, Yang Chan's feet gradually became blistered, and every step she took was excruciatingly painful, but she gritted her teeth and refused to say anything, simply following in her brother's footsteps silently.

Yang Jian saw this and every night when he stayed in a cave or dilapidated temple, he would crush the herbs he had collected and carefully apply them to his sister's wounds, his movements clumsy but exceptionally gentle.

“Brother, I’m fine.” Yang Chan always forced a smile. “Once we find Master Yu Ding and learn his skills, we won’t be afraid of pain anymore.”

"Yes, it will, it definitely will," Yang Jian nodded repeatedly. (End of Chapter)