Chapter 13 (2/2)

A flat rock flew past not too far away from his body and bounced a few times on the surface of the lake, before sinking in the water.

Astonished, He Yiming turned his head around and his vision landed on his younger brother who had a huge smile plastered across his face.

He Yiming faintly shook his head and looked at the sky, consequently realizing that the morning training was over.

“Yi Tao, you are still playing here; quickly go back to study. If you skip lessons, third uncle will peel off your skin.” He Yiming scolded with a smile. Everyone in the manor, except his third uncle, doted on this younger brother of him.

He Yitao ran towards He Yiming while jumping and bouncing in a monkey-like manner and sat down beside him, before saying:

“Six brother, father said that today is a holiday for me. You, on the other hand, have finally shown yourself. In these past few months, you have almost turned into an even bigger of a cultivation freak than the eldest brother.”

He Yiming bitterly laughed. He truly didn’t know how to explain his younger brother. Though he was sure that if their positions were reversed, latter would become even bigger freak than him.

“Sixth brother, how is your cultivation going?” He Yitao casually asked:

“Are you sure you will be able to reach the sixth layer’s peak, or the bottleneck, within next four years?”

He Yiming muttered to himself. He knew that if he told his younger brother that he’d already attained the bottleneck of the sixth layer, latter would certainly create a big fuss and tell everyone about it.

He faintly shook his head and sighed, before saying:

“How cultivating sixth layer’s Internal Energy could be so easy? You will know when you attain the sixth layer.”

Upon hearing He Yiming’s words, He Yitao’s whole face was covered with expectations; even his eyes were twinkling like stars. However, this expression only remained for a very brief instant on his face, before completing dissipating. He listlessly said:

“Sixth brother, I wish. But father said neither do I have your or eldest brother’s talent nor hard work. I am too lacking in terms of cultivation compared to you guys. He said my thinking is sharp and insights extraordinary. I have the demeanor like that of second uncle’s younger days. Therefore, I am asked to study a lot of books, so that, in future, I could take over family’s business.”

He Yiming opened his mouth. He could make out his younger brother’s unwillingness, however, he was also helpless.

For cultivators, the requirements of talent are extremely high. Not suitable means not suitable. It doesn’t have an explanation, and neither it can be changed.

He Yitao’s temperament was indeed childish since he seemed lively again after a brief silence. He looked all around and moved closer to He Yiming’s ear, before saying in a low voice:

“Sixth brother, let me tell you something. Though second uncle is so earnest now, but in his younger days, he was as naughty as me, and has the most number of beatings from grandfather to his name .”

He Yiming didn’t know wether to laugh or to cry. He Yitao wouldn’t likely lie to him, but it was really hard to imagine that his father was such a character in his younger days. It was truly unimaginable.

However, He Yiming had no intention to ask his father for a conformation. His b.u.t.tocks were not itching for a beating.

He Yitao again picked up a flat stone from the ground, lowered his waist, before throwing it. It once again created many ripples on the surface of the lake.

“Sixth brother, are you still cultivating Ripple technique?”

He Yiming was blanked for a moment, before he asked:

“What did you say?”

“Which technique are you cultivating at present. It ought to be Primordial Energy..” After looking at He Yiming, who seemed like a wooden puppet, He Yitao asked:

“Sixth brother you are not actually cultivating Ripple technique, are you?”

Excitement shone in He Yiming’s eyes, and his originally dead water like eyes were alive once again.

He turned around and tightly embraced He Yitao, before saying:

“Yitao, thank you.”

After saying these words, despite former’s puzzled and astonished expression, he turned around and dashed towards the manor.

Left behind He Yitao, who’d another stone in his hand which he was just about to throw, was tongue-tied looking at He Yiming’s departing figure, with a mind full of questions:

‘Why would sixth brother thank me?’

‘Don’t tell me some problem in his cultivation has fried his brain.’

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