Chapter 12: Purple-Grade, Body of Pure Yang

Walking all the way.

Ye Liuyun spotted several more talent entries related to physique.

People die in the Imperial Prison every day, so it’s only natural for entries to drop.

Even though collecting these didn’t make the blue-level Strong Physique entry evolve again,

Ye Liuyun still noticed something.

Below the Strong Physique entry, a progress bar-like thing had appeared, and every time a highly similar entry was fused, the bar would increase a bit.

Maybe, once the bar is full, the talent entry’s quality can evolve again.

This discovery had Ye Liuyun fired up with renewed fighting spirit.

After making a round,

Ye Liuyun’s character template had changed dramatically.

"Talent Entry System!

Host: Ye Liuyun!

Level: Second-class Martial Artist!

Martial Skill: Wind-Slaying Saber Skill!

Talent Entries: Luck (Purple), Strong Physique (Blue), Saber Skill Talent (Blue), Eidetic Memory (Blue), Swordsmanship Talent (Green),"

"Eidetic Memory (Blue): You have a great memory. Whatever you’ve seen, you never forget."

"Swordsmanship Talent (Green): You have pretty decent talent in sword arts."

Although these are all blue or green grade talent entries, for Ye Liuyun at this stage,

He’s already quite satisfied.

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Roamed around for another two days, thinking he’d pretty much collected all he could for now and would wait a while before coming back.

But at that moment,

Two Embroidered Uniform Guards came in, dragging a prisoner from outside. From the look of things, the guy had just arrived and was about to be executed.

"No! Spare me, please! I won’t dare anymore!"

The man looked just like a frail scholar, his lower body mangled, apparently just castrated.

His voice was weak as he begged for mercy, but no matter how he pleaded or struggled, it was useless. The two Embroidered Uniform Guards held him firm and strapped him to the rack.

Of course, what caught Ye Liuyun’s attention the most was the man’s talent entries.

"Target: Ying Jing!

Level: None!

Talent Entries: Scentsense for Women (Green), Extreme Yang Physique (Purple),"

"Scentsense for Women (Green): Extremely sensitive to the scent of women."

"Extreme Yang Physique (Purple): Born brimming with yang energy, gaining unexpected effects when cultivating the right techniques."

Scentsense for Women didn’t matter, but Ye Liuyun was really interested in the Extreme Yang Physique talent.

Damn, a purple-grade one.

Apart from his own Luck talent, this was Ye Liuyun’s first time seeing a purple-grade entry on someone else.

This Extreme Yang Physique was no joke.

With the execution underway, Ye Liuyun didn’t interfere, but asked one of the Embroidered Uniform Guards nearby.

"Why was this guy arrested?"

"?"

The guy had just come back from outside, found it a bit odd but saw Ye Liuyun’s official robes.

He replied without any impatience on his face.

"Reporting to my lord, he used to be a servant in a minister’s house. Because he was good-looking, he had affairs with many ladies of the household. When it was found out, he was sent here!"

That’s actually putting it mildly.

After all, the minister can’t openly admit that the guy even had a go with his wife and concubines.

That’s just shameful.

If they’d discovered it any later, every woman in the mansion would’ve ended up with this guy.

"I see!"

Ye Liuyun nodded knowingly. No wonder the guy’s flesh was so torn up.

Tsk, Extreme Yang Physique, burning with yang—so you used it for this crap, huh.

This told Ye Liuyun something: even with talent, without power, it’s useless. Only those who grow stronger are true geniuses.

There are actually plenty of people born with talent in this world.

But the ones who actually get the chance to use their gifts are few and far between.

"What’s my lord doing?"

Seeing Ye Liuyun fall silent after the explanation, and just stare at Ying Jing being executed, a Guard nearby was a little confused.

"Nothing, just waiting till he dies before I leave."

Waving his hand—no way he’d miss a purple entry like this.

",,,"

What kind of kink is this? Dude likes watching people die?

Kind of speechless, but since Ye Liuyun said so, he didn’t dare argue.

,,,

The Imperial Prison’s torture tools could break even some Martial Artists, never mind Ying Jing, who had never cultivated and had zero skills.

Even with his Extreme Yang Physique, he couldn’t last a full hour.

He died with a look of pure resentment—God knows what he was still bitter about.

The moment the purple talent floated out, Ye Liuyun nabbed it instantly.

As for Scentsense for Women, Ye Liuyun thought about it and took it anyway.

No particular reason—just plain curiosity.

"Talent Entry System!

Host: Ye Liuyun!

Level: Second-class Martial Artist!

Martial Skill: Wind-Slaying Saber Skill!

Talent Entries: Luck (Purple), Strong Physique (Blue), Saber Skill Talent (Blue), Eidetic Memory (Blue), Swordsmanship Talent (Green), Extreme Yang Physique (Purple), Scentsense for Women (Green),"

Scentsense for Women didn’t show any effects for now.

But upon getting the Extreme Yang Physique, Ye Liuyun instantly felt his heart blaze, a warm rush surging through all his meridians.

"Hoo!"

So comfortable! Felt even better than soaking in a medicinal bath.

"Pop!"

His heart thumped—a sound like cupping.

As the sensation faded, he realized his Dantian, which only had a few threads of Inner Strength before, was now surging crazily.

"Breakthrough?"

With that realization, Ye Liuyun was briefly stunned.

Seriously, he hadn’t cultivated at all—just from getting a purple Extreme Yang Physique talent, he’d broken through.

Looking at his character template again, his Second-class Martial Artist realm had already become First-class Martial Artist.

"Nice! Nice!"

Ye Liuyun nodded in extreme satisfaction at his new status.

Everything he wanted, he got.

Not hesitating, Ye Liuyun just left.

Watching Ye Liuyun’s leaving figure, the Embroidered Uniform Guard by his side scratched his head in confusion.

Why did this lord look so happy to see someone die?

No, could he really have some special kink or something? Damn, kinda creepy.

He shrank his neck, not daring to gossip about it.

,,,

"Seriously, he just watched."

After Ye Liuyun left, Xiao Yongning called for a few men.

As for Ye Liufeng, Xiao Yongning had heard of him—a guy who never acts without profit. Originally, he thought the guy came to his Imperial Prison for a reason.

But based on his men’s report, it seemed Ye Liuyun really just watched someone get executed—didn’t do a thing.

Word was, the guy really liked seeing people die before his own eyes.

"Don’t tell me he really has some special kink."

Xiao Yongning couldn’t help but mutter under his breath.

Still, he didn’t care. In the Imperial Prison, pretty much everyone had some kind of odd habit.

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