Chapter 1 (1/2)

Book 1 - What Is A Genius

Chapter 1 - He Family's Sixth Son

At the beginning of the cosmos, Yin and Yang, the two mutually correspondent vital energies, gave birth to the boundless heavens, land and all the matter.

Yin and Yang shuttle about in the cosmic s.p.a.ce and congeals into all kinds of laws. It is said that all the matter will return back to Yin and Yang.

The night was deep. Suddenly, countless stars emerged in the sky, s.h.i.+ning brightly and twinkling relentlessly.

Under an incomplete night moon, a youngster was performing the horse stance on a hillside. The youngster’s eyes were tranquil and his vision was focussed at his front.

Maintaining this kind of posture is extremely taxing, however, this youngster’s face was completely relaxed, as if he was leisurely sitting on a chair instead of crouching in a martial stance.

Suddenly, an extremely faint rustling sound entered the ears of the youngster.

This sound wasn’t the sound of wind rustling through dead leaves, instead, it seemed as if a man or an animal was approaching towards the youngster in extremely gentle steps.

The mountain top had an endless stretch of tall and huge trees. Some trees had grown up to an extent that to completely encircle one such tree, many people would be required; it was a genuinely ancient forest. However, even though the forest was ancient, not many beasts would come down the mountain and cause harm during this time of scorching summer.

The youngster, while still maintaining the horse stance, faintly inclined his ear to listen. After a short while, his face displayed a faint carefree smile.

“Yitao, come out.”

Along with the youngster’s light shout, another youngster hopped out from behind a large tree. The latter was a bit smaller compared to the former.

“Sixth elder brother, your hearing ability is too good. You’ve discovered me again.”

Both of these youngsters were the third generation children in the He Family Estate down the mountains.

The relatively bigger one, who was still in his training stance, was ranked sixth among the third generation, named He Yiming. While the smaller one was ranked ninth and was named He Yitao.

Although their age were only about eleven-twelve, they’d already begun to receive the elite education formulated for all the young disciples of the family.

They both were birthed by the family’s first wife and had pretty good talent. Although their talent did not enable them to excel among their peers, it wasn’t inferior to that of many others either.

After coming out from behind the tree, He Yitao suddenly lowered his body, applied strength through his feet, and dashed towards He Yiming like a lightning bolt. Both of his hands were on his chest; taking advantage of his charge’s force, he struck at the latter during the last second before the collision.

Although his age was only eleven years, the strength in his strike and the velocity of his charge couldn’t be belittled.

However, He Yiming, while faced against this strike, faintly smiled nevertheless. He seemed to have casually stretched out his hands, before he lightly pressed them against that fist br.i.m.m.i.n.g with strength.

“Ah….”

He Yitao’s miserable shriek echoed. His body uncontrollably did a semicircular arc in the mid-air and whirled two times before rigidly cras.h.i.+ng onto the ground.

For an instant, mud splattered in all the directions, while the primary culprit of all this, He Yitao, was flexing his wrist as he moaned in pain.

He Yiming faintly shook his head. As he looked at some of the mud that had been splashed upon him, he couldn’t help but become further depressed.

“Ninth brother, why have you come to me with this move. I was thinking about changing these clothes tomorrow, now I’ve to wash them again.”

“Hey hey…sixth brother, I merely wanted to try again.” He Yitao flexed his wrist again. Although his strength was not low and he had attained a certain realm in the Internal Energy, his body, after all, couldn’t be compared to an adult’s. Although this strict fall was not likely to inflict injuries on him, he wouldn’t be able to avoid some short-term pain.

“Humph…You still haven’t attained the fifth layer of the Internal Energy; what are you trying again for?” He Yiming resentfully said.

He Yitao’s big eyes brightly s.h.i.+ned, and he hastily asked: “Sixth brother, have you sensed when are you going to breakthrough?”

He Yiming’s expression turned extremely gloomy; at this moment, he didn’t resemble a twelve-year-old child in the slightest.

He Yitao patted his head once and immediately grabbed his sixth brother’s hand and said:

“Sixth brother, my bad, I shouldn’t have asked.”

He Yiming laughed and shook his head:

“It’s ok. This has nothing to do with you, it’s because of me myself.”

From the age of five, the children in He family began to cultivate the family’s Scriptures Of Internal Techniques. All the scriptures, regardless of their attributes, were divided into ten layers.