They brought him back home, hoping the other elders would have something to save him. The chances of him being able to go back to the warrior path was miniscule but at least he could keep his life if doctors attended to him.
...
"You! Call Elder Zhenyu. Fast!" One of them ordered an adult whom they probably recognised.
"Tell him his son is wounded and might not make it. Quick!" He shouted loudly. The more time they could save the better. There were a total of five people. Four of them had run in different directions hoping to fetch different elders.
Ye Yaming watched from the side as the men placed the makeshift carriage on the ground before running in different directions.
’That man.. He is strong.’ He could feel the aura of two different beast soul clashing near his injury on the stomach. One was a familiar Raven Bloodline, his Ye family’s, the other, he could not recognise but it seemed very strong, chaotic.
’It seems that someone nearly split his body into two diagonally.’ The slash on Ye Mochen was visible from his right shoulder to his lower waist. However, the important point was that the man was still holding on, stopping the foreign Qi with his own.
’Wait!’ Ye Yaming’s facial expression changed as he felt the Beast Qi from his body emptying and recalled the familiar process. The silhouette of the Raven emerged out of his body and directly jumped on Ye Mochen.
Before Ye Yaming could react, Ye Mochen’s Raven was dragged out of his body by the mutated Raven before being ruthlessly torn and swallowed. After completing the meal, the Raven appeared satisfied as it jumped back into Ye Yaming’s chest.
Ye Yaming looked stupified, staring at the body of Ye Mochen who seemed to be staring at him. The man had lost his life, not to the enemy but to a young boy of his own clan.
’He did not seem like he would have survived.’ Looking at the serious injury on the body, Ye Yaming consoled himself. It was not his fault.
The Beast Soul of his only attacked when the target happened to be dead. It was not his fault and the man would not have survived, anyway.
[Devoured the Beast Soul of a kin.]
[Increasing the upper limits of talent.]
...
"What happened?" Ye Zhenyu arrived hastily, running ahead of the man who had gone to call him.
’That ominous boy!!’ He spotted the frail looking Ye Yaming from far away. His heart felt a thump. Suddenly, he felt as if bad news was going to come, something bad was about to happen, his intuition warned him.
As soon as his eyes fell on his son’s body lying on the ground, he knelt down with eyes full of anger and resentment. Ye Mochen was his last son, his only surviving son.
"Mochen?? He.. HE IS NO MORE!!" He gnashed his teeth as he examined the wound on Ye Mochen’s body and then looked at the men around him with a questioning gaze.
"Elder Zhenyu, we were ambushed on our way. We did not expect that a First-rate warrior of the demonic faction would attack us so close to our home." One of the men who had brought Ye Mochen back on his last breath, explained.
"Brother Mochen held off the enemy while we signalled for reinforcement. By the time Elder Xuanming arrived, his condition did not look good. So, we moved him to the clan hurriedly." His eyes turned red as he explained how they were helpless and did their best to bring Ye Mochen back to the clan but... he could not even see his family for the last time.
Ye Zhenyu nodded. If Ye Xuanming himself could not help then the situation seemed explainable. The only hope left was the doctors in the clan but Ye Mochen could not make it in time.
’They are still not here! Those bastards!’ He looked around and the doctors were still not around even after there was such a huge commotion in the Inner residence of the clan. His eyes were red from grievance and anger as closed the shocked and pained eyes of his son with sadness.
Ye Zhenyu glanced at Ye Yaming with eyes full of hatred. HIs fists clenched as he shouted.
"That darned lineage!!"
He was young and bright when he was living a fulfilling life with his beautiful wife and three sons. However, the happiness was short-lived. His wife died in the battle protecting Ye Yaming’s grandfather. The loss was a lot to take in but he had three sons to raise so, he kept it in.
He did not blame that Peak Second-rate warrior for escaping, leaving behind the other clansmen since he was supposed to be the prodigy, and the next clan leader.
But soon enough, the man died after becoming a First-rate warrior but it was not enough for that cursed lineage so, his eldest son also died in that very same battle.
He still did not blame the lineage until his second son died protecting the daughter of the very same clan leader. He openly called the clan leader’s daughter the heir of the cursed lineage and the girl married out of the clan.
However, it did not end there. He had believed that their clan’s curse was over but that girl returned with his frail son one day and gave up her life in the clan trying to treat her son.
Full of pity, Ye Xuanming and others decided to raise the child because like everyone from that lineage, the child also seemed to be a prodigy. He protested against the decision but the greed of the clansmen to become a First-rate clan through a prodigious orphan suppressed his intuition as superstition.
And now, here he was. The boy was back and the clan seemed to be going through a turmoil already. His Beast Soul itself seemed wary of that boy which should not be possible with the boy’s strength. He was sure that something was wrong with the boy, with the whole lineage!
He could see the boy flinch after hearing him shout with a hateful gaze but instead of speaking, the boy quietly left.