The Name of Eternals

Chapter 118: From Now On, Only Pleasure

Hearing the youth's loud recitation, everyone in the God General's Mansion was taken aback.

"Who in the world does not know you!" What bold and confident words, and yet, they rang true.

A fourteen-year-old Heavenly Master, unparalleled in history, yet he left the Li family.

"Tiangang, can't you speak to Li Hao gently, more softly?" He Jianlan, feeling sour, couldn't help but remind Li Tiangang, remembering the obedient child who once came to greet her every morning.

Li Tiangang came to his senses but remained expressionless and silent.

"Li Tiangang, you forced Hao'er away. You drove away the most brilliant genius the Li family has seen in centuries." Li Muxiu, now devoid of anger and looking somewhat desolate, gave Li Tiangang a deep look and said, "You will regret the words you said today."

Li Tiangang's lips twitched slightly. He too was shocked by the child's talent, which he had witnessed firsthand, and it pained him. But would he regret it? Recent events flashed through his mind, and finally, he took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I will not regret it. He will. If I can't break his stubbornness, those demons will!"

"Within three years, he will come back crying and begging. He will realize the things he abandoned today are what countless people dream of. He's still young, and he doesn't appreciate his blessings."

He then turned to look at Li Muxiu and the others, saying slowly, "I order you as the True Dragon of the Li family: No one is to assist him in private, or they will face severe punishment according to family law!"

His face turned cold again as he continued, "Helping him is harming him. Don't interfere. I will make him come back!"

Everyone was taken aback, not expecting his resolve to be so unyielding.

"Old Seven," Li Xuanli hesitated to speak.

Li Muxiu's lips trembled as he said, "Do you realize that his injuries are not yet healed? As he leaves today, how many people in the world are watching?"

"The Li family is a thorn in the side of the demons. As that child leaves Qingzhou, how many demons will lie in ambush, waiting to assassinate him?"

"The thousand-year-old enmity between the Li family and the demons may all fall upon that child's head!"

Everyone's pupils contracted slightly, realizing the immense danger the youth was walking into.

Li Tiangang remained expressionless, "Second Uncle, Hao'er is my child. What you can think of, I naturally thought of too. I will have people watch over him secretly and intervene if there's danger."

He looked earnestly at Li Muxiu, "I gave him three years not out of impulse but to let him temper his character. These three years are for him. I will apply to the ancestors to postpone the True Dragon determination for three years. If he can change by then, the position will still be his."

Li Muxiu's face twitched as he looked at the receding figure of the youth, feeling bitter.

That child never cared about the True Dragon title. In three years, he would care even less.

Moreover, with his talent, if he seriously cultivated, he might reach the Three Immortal Realms in three years...

Suddenly, a figure dashed out, quickly passing everyone and heading towards the youth.

It was Ren Qianqian, the newly recruited sword servant of Li Hao.

She hadn't yet trained in the techniques of Tingyu Tower. Though her household registration was in the God General's Mansion, no one stopped her from following the youth.

However, the girl left alone, without carrying the black sword case.

Seeing this, Chen Hefang snapped back to reality and urgently said, "Muxiu, did Hao'er not take his sword? How can that be? Where's Yongye? Quickly, send it to him."

Li Muxiu also realized this and immediately used his senses to locate the black sword case in the Shanhe Courtyard. He retrieved it and quickly chased after Li Hao with the sword case.

"Hao'er, you forgot your sword."

Looking at the child in front of him, Li Muxiu hesitated before speaking with a face full of sorrow.

Li Hao glanced at the old man, shaking his head slightly, "Second Uncle, no need to be sad. I don't want this sword anymore. Please thank Grandmother for me and let her give it to someone else."

"Who else in the Li family is worthy of this sword but you?" Li Muxiu couldn't help but say.

Li Hao's eyes fell on the black sword case, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly: "Handle it as it was meant to be handled. Anyway, I won't take anything from the Li family anymore."

With that, he turned and continued walking.

"Hao'er..."

"Second Uncle, please go back."

Without turning back, the youth waved his hand.

Li Muxiu looked at the black sword case in his hand, feeling bitter.

Two generations of owners had abandoned it.

Yongye, Yongye, it seems it will forever sleep in the darkness.

Walking along the street, Li Hao felt his body lighten with each step.

He saw Song Yufeng and Song Qiumo standing at the entrance of the God General's Mansion but only nodded slightly, showing no familiarity.

He didn't want to involve Tan Palace Academy.

Footsteps hurried behind him, then slowed.

Without turning back, Li Hao said, "I am no longer the young master of the Li family. Why are you still following me? You haven't trained at Tingyu Tower yet. Tell Zhao Bo, she will release you from the servant contract."

Ren Qianqian shook her head slightly, holding her sword, "I can learn other techniques with you without Tingyu Tower's techniques."

"My techniques may not suit you."

Li Hao said, "Moreover, going to Tianmen Pass, surviving is uncertain."

"Then we will slay demons together," Ren Qianqian said.

Li Hao paused, then continued walking, his voice calm, "Then let's go together."

Ren Qianqian smiled brightly, nodding as she quickened her pace to catch up.

Snowflakes fell, mingling with the cold mist.

The once noble youth walked through the snow, accompanied only by a white fox, a sword servant, and nothing else.

Entering the world without a sword.

Entering again, with no sword to bear.

"The world is vast, from now on only pleasure, how can idle worries trouble me..."

The youth suddenly sang loudly, laughing heartily.

In front of the God General's Mansion.

Song Yufeng and Song Qiumo watched the departing youth in silence.

They hadn't expected the father-son battle to end so bitterly, leading to the departure of this supremely talented youth and his severance from the Li family. Countless people in the world would give anything to step into the God General's Mansion, to have a connection with the Li family.

Yet, this youth discarded it like old shoes.

"Who says the world is inhospitable? The snow falls heavily, sending one away."

Song Yufeng murmured to himself.

At the mansion entrance, Li Yuanzhao stared blankly at Li Hao's disappearing figure, muttering:

"From today, does Brother Hao lose his father?"

These murmured words made his mother, Xiao Yujing, glare at him sharply. She glanced at Li Tiangang's iron-like expression and frowned.

Standing next to Li Yuanzhao, Bian Ruxue trembled as if struck by lightning, her eyes widening.

Scenes flashed through her mind: years ago, she walked, crying, following Uncle Lin to this grand God General's Mansion.

In that unfamiliar environment, it was the child with star-like eyes who told her that her father was in the sky.

That day, she found new support from her grief.

Now, years later, the boy who had comforted and accompanied her had also lost his father.

Yet, he just left, and she couldn't even offer a word of comfort or accompany him.

Feeling a sharp pain in her heart, she hurriedly ran out, but the wind and snow had obscured any trace of him.

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Tianmen Pass, located north of the border of Liangzhou.

Liangzhou is vast and sparsely populated, with harsh winters and hot summers, barren land, and rich mineral resources. The people here don't like farming, mainly raising livestock and trading. Food is mostly bought and transported from other states.

At this moment, under a sparse starry moon, cold moonlight spilled over the land.

In a clearing in the forest at the border of Liangzhou, a campfire burned, with two people and a fox sitting around it.

On the campfire, green vine sticks pierced through several tiger paws and livers, roasting in the flames.

A fragrant aroma wafted out, the amount of food far exceeding the portion for two people.

"It's almost ready, just a bit longer."

Li Hao patted the little white fox on his lap, smiling.

It had been five days since leaving Qingzhou. With Ren Qianqian's money, they had rented a carriage, swaying all the way to Liangzhou.

After returning the carriage at the post station, they had to walk the rest of the way to the border.

Fortunately, after five days, Li Hao's injuries had healed.

In his spare time, he thought about his many techniques, integrating them and creating his own unique technique.

Having just entered the Heavenly Master Realm, the hastily combined power couldn't exert the strength of the Master Realm. Now, after figuring it out, he was confident he could easily defeat his former self.

As for whether he could defeat that person, Li Hao didn't want to think about it for now.

"Old Feng, it's almost ready."

Li Hao called out to the forest.

The forest remained silent.

Li Hao had gotten used to it and didn't mind.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the forest.

Li Hao looked up, sending his spirit to investigate, seeing a familiar figure pushing through the bushes.

Soon, Bian Ruxue emerged, following the firelight to the campfire.

Seeing Li Hao, her face lit up with joy, "Finally, I caught up to you!"

"What are you doing here?" Li Hao was surprised, frowning, "The journey is dangerous."

"I didn't encounter any demons," Bian Ruxue said.

Looking at the youth by the campfire, her controlled emotions over the past few days surfaced, her eyes reddening:

"You accompanied me back then, now I'm here to accompany you."

Li Hao gave her a surprised look, "You don't pursue the path of the sword anymore?"

Bian Ruxue was silent for a moment, then said, "I won't give up the sword, but I want to stay by your side. Otherwise, I can't find peace."

Li Hao understood her feeling of guilt.

He smiled casually, "Silly girl, don't worry about me. I'm not as fragile as you think. I'm not like you, always crying."

Thinking of her childhood fear of nightmares, her face reddened slightly, "The past is past. My father wasn't there then, and you accompanied me. Now, I'll accompany you."

"You want to repay your kindness this way?" Li Hao laughed.

Bian Ruxue bit her lip, not denying it.

"Since you've chosen the path of the sword, don't waver. With your mindset, you won't reach the top, or even the foot of the mountain."

Li Hao said, "As for the kindness, I don't mind. I accompanied you, and you accompanied me. We're even."

Bian Ruxue was dazed, looking at the youth's carefree smile, hesitating, "Really?"

"Really."

Li Hao smiled confidently.

The firelight danced in the cold wind.

The warm yellow light illuminated Li Hao's face as he smiled at the girl by the campfire: "Go back. I'm waiting for you to reach the peak of the sword path. Tell me then, what you saw at the top."