Chapter 1: Lost in the Yellow Spring Happy New Year!

  A loud thunder boomed in the sky, a brilliant lightning flashed across the night sky, and then it started pouring heavily. Soon the whole world became a sea of water. However, under this dark sky, a ruthless manhunt was unfolding.

  Here is a mountain forest in the central region of Huaxia, where a slightly thin figure is rapidly sprinting forward among the dense trees. Behind this figure are two exceptionally burly men who, despite their size, are not slow at all and seem to be about to catch up with the thin figure!

  At this moment, a flash of lightning cut across the sky, illuminating the face of that slender figure in front. It was the face of an ordinary sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, neither handsome nor ugly, just plain ordinary. The only thing different about him was his bright eyes, which even on this dark night seemed to be radiating light. His eyebrows were also curved and fine, if someone said they belonged to a woman, people would definitely believe it, but these eyebrows were on the face of an ordinary boy, seemingly only adding a few points of elegance to him.

  In the torrential rain, the young man was soaked to the bone, his body as heavy as a thousand pounds, but he still persisted in sprinting forward. Behind him were two people who wanted his life, and he had no choice but to run. No matter how tired he was, he had to keep going. He had to survive, for only by surviving could he avenge everything that had happened to him today!

  But heaven seemed not to have heard his inner cry, and even though he persisted in running forward, he was eventually caught up by the two big men behind him, who stood before him, blocking his way!

  The young man stopped when he saw his way was blocked, first secretly recovering his strength, then carefully observing the surrounding environment, looking for an escape route.

  "Little young master, don't waste your energy, you can't escape from us brothers!" The big man standing in front of the youth said.

  "Why?! Why must you kill me?! What have I done wrong?!" The young man shouted angrily.

  "Alas, young master, don't blame us. Actually, you haven't done anything wrong. The mistake is that you were born into such a family, the mistake is that your talent is too high, and yet you're just a bastard!" The big man in front seemed to be pitying the youth, his tone revealing a sense of helplessness.

  "I never wanted to fight with them, I just wanted Father to pay more attention to me. Is that wrong too?!" The young man said with great discontent.

  "Sorry, young master, we're just doing our job. Hopefully you won't be reborn into such a family in your next life!" The big man in front of him sighed and said to the youth.

  The big man finished speaking and raised his palm, slowly slapping it towards the young man. The big man's slap seemed powerless, but if one listened carefully, they could hear the sound of wind and thunder mixed in with that slap, its power naturally needing no explanation.

  "Furious Thunder Palm! Yi Shu, are you really going to kill me?!" The young man exclaimed in a voice filled with a sorrowful tone as he saw the big man's palm technique.

  Known as the Great Han, Yi Shu's palm clearly hesitated for a moment when he heard the young man call out "Yi Shu", but ultimately still slapped downwards. The young man naturally would not wait to die, and seeing Yi Shu's palm approaching his face, he also raised both palms to counterattack.

  The young man's palm technique was suddenly displayed, and he became as slippery as a loach. His footsteps were agile, and he constantly shuttled back and forth in front of Yi Shu. The big Han, known as Yi Shu, did not expect the young man to know this palm technique, and actually revealed a smile.

  "Little young master, your innate talent is really high. This carefree roaming palm technique was stolen by you, wasn't it? I didn't expect that even without anyone teaching you, you could learn this palm technique to such an extent. What a pity! If you weren't born out of wedlock, how great would that be!" Yi Shu praised the young man as he spoke, but his palms moved swiftly and fiercely, one strike following another in rapid succession towards the youth.

  Yi Shu's Wind and Thunder Palm was fierce and powerful, each palm strike accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, showing that Yi Shu's skills were extremely deep. The young man, however, relied solely on a set of carelessly learned "Wandering Cloud" palm techniques, so how could he possibly be a match for Yi Shu? As a result, he quickly showed signs of defeat, and was finally struck by Yi Shu's palm in the chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood before falling to the ground.

  "Little young master, don't blame us, we two brothers are also helpless!" Yi Shu raised his palm and was about to slap the top of the youth's head.

  "Wait, Yi Shu, I want to ask you something before I die!" The young man asked, clutching his chest.

  Yi Shu's palm stopped three inches from the boy's forehead, let out a sigh, and then said to the boy, "Young master, I know what you want to ask, but I advise you not to know, so you won't be so heartbroken on the Yellow Spring Road!"

  "Alright, Uncle Yi, do it! I understand!" The young man's face changed after hearing Uncle Yi's words, showing an extremely painful expression, his fists clenched tightly, gritting his teeth as he spoke to Uncle Yi.

  Yi Shu listened to the young man's words, raised his palm again, and used all his strength to slap the young man, not because Yi Shu was ruthless, but because he wanted the young man to die instantly and not suffer any more.

  Just as Yi Shu's palm was about to land on the boy's forehead, the boy suddenly raised his right fist and punched towards Yi Shu's palm. At the same time, he exerted force with both feet and stood up.

  A loud "bang" sound, only to hear the boy's arm crackling with a crisp sound, that was the sound of a fracture. Yi Shu's palm had completely broken his right hand and arm, and the boy also flew backwards like a kite cut off from its string. But in the instant he landed on the ground, his feet touched the earth, and incredibly, he quickly ran forward.

  The young man had used the power of Uncle Yi's palm to escape their attack at the cost of one arm, and then gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He had already carefully observed the surrounding environment while sitting on the ground earlier, and they were by a mountain stream. The young man had heard the deafening sound of rushing water coming from the stream due to tonight's heavy rain, so he decided to jump off the cliff!

  Although this idea seems crazy, it is now the only way he can hope to save his life. If he sits and waits for death, Yi Shu and that other big man, these two loyal and devoted servants who will carry out their master's orders without hesitation, will absolutely not let him have a chance to survive!

  Although jumping off the cliff was crazy, the flowing water in the mountain stream might still be able to save his life, so the young man sacrificed an arm in exchange for this tiny chance of survival and then rushed towards the mountain stream in a frenzy. This happened too suddenly, so much so that Uncle Yi hadn't even reacted yet when the young man had already run far away!

  Although Yi Shu did not react, another big man came this time. He stared at the boy's every move. When the boy retreated with Yi Shu's palm power, he rushed towards the boy and followed closely behind him. At the moment when the boy jumped down the mountain stream, a palm was placed on the boy's back. After the boy endured this palm, his mouth suddenly spat out a large amount of blood, and then fell down to the bottom of the mountain stream.

  "Shattering palm! Alas!" Yi Shu saw the other big man's palm strike and exclaimed, then let out a deep sigh.

  "Alright, Yang Yi, let's head back and report. Although there's no corpse, he was hit by my Heart Destroying Palm and is definitely going to die! Don't worry, I won't expose you. That palm of yours earlier was intentionally helping the young master, right? Otherwise, with your skills, how could the young master still have the strength to stand up?"

  "Alas, young master is such a good person, I really can't bear to watch him die!" Yi Shu said to another big man.

  "I also can't bear it, but we have no choice, this is the master's order. If we don't do it, others will. It's better for us to give him a quick death than let the young master suffer a painful death at someone else's hands." Another big man said to Yi Shu.

  Yi Shu nodded and stopped talking, gazing at the mountain stream for a moment before dashing out of the forest with the other big man. The sky was still pouring rain, lightning flashing across it from time to time, but everything had already come to an end. This forest had returned to its original tranquility.