The simple book, bathed in golden yellow, was thin—merely three or four pages. It was less a book and more like a few sheets of paper. However, the forceful and vigorous traditional Chinese characters for "Mad God Skill" on the cover gave Ye Xiao quite a shock!

"Indeed, it's the Mad God Skill!" Ye Xiao's face was filled with surprise!

"It's the Mad God Skill, all right. Are you okay?" Ling Shuya watched Ye Xiao with puzzlement and said, "The guy surnamed Wu had already mentioned it before."

Ye Xiao stared at the Mad God Skill for about ten seconds before raising his head to look at Ling Hengyu and, pointing to the Mad God Skill in his hand, he asked, "Uncle Ling, is this Mad God Skill the same one as the one from the legends of Qiu Mountain?"

"Yes!"

"But the legend says that the Mad God Skill was lost hundreds of years ago. How could it be in your possession? It's probable that ninety percent of the martial artists born in the last three hundred years don't even know about this ancient manuscript." Even the usually composed Ye Xiao was now full of surprise.

Ling Hengyu looked at the Mad God Skill and let out a sigh, saying, "That's correct, the Mad God Skill has indeed been lost for a long time. As for why it's with the Ling family, I'm not sure. It has been with the Ling family since my ancestors' time."

"Is the function of this Mad God Skill really the same as in the legends?" At this point, Ye Xiao focused all his attention on Ling Hengyu. He even failed to notice Wang Luoxin returning from outside!

Ling Hengyu glanced at Ye Xiao and then said, "Let's talk in the study."

Ye Xiao nodded and immediately followed Ling Hengyu to the second-floor study. The others showed their tact by not following, except for Ling Shuya, who wanted to go upstairs but was still blocked by Weei Jie.

"Miss Ling, let's allow Mr. Ling to talk to Ye Xiao in private," said Weei Jie, his words very gentle, for he was always very cautious when dealing with Ling Shuya.

Ling Shuya didn't try to force her way through but glanced at Weei Jie before looking back upstairs.

At this moment, Wang Luoxin also came over to the sofa.

"Shuya, are you okay? I have a kind of external ointment for skin wounds. If you apply it, it will heal by evening," said Wang Luoxin with a smile, approaching Ling Shuya and offering her a small bottle of ointment.

Ling Shuya looked at Wang Luoxin without taking the ointment and said, "You and Ye Xiao set this up, didn't you? You nearly got me strangled to death by that guy surnamed Wu!"

Wang Luoxin immediately apologized to Ling Shuya, "Shuya, don't be angry. It was all to completely eliminate Wu Xinyuan. So please, I ask for your understanding."

"Humph, let's just forget about it this time. Next time, you better tell me in advance. I really thought I was going to die just now!" Ling Shuya said with a hint of grievance.

Wang Luoxin gave a light smile and said, "Let me apply it for you. What are Ye Xiao and your father doing upstairs?"

"They went to discuss the Mad God Skill," Ling Shuya replied casually.

Weei Jie immediately glanced at Ling Shuya. Wang Luoxin had never heard of this secret manual and said, "What a domineering name, but why haven't I ever heard of it before?"

Ling Shuya didn't notice Weei Jie looking at her and was about to speak, but Weei Jie gave a light cough.

Ling Shuya quickly glanced at Weei Jie, saw his gaze, and then just looked at Wang Luoxin with her hands spread.

"Let me apply the medicine for you," said Wang Luoxin, also understandingly refraining from asking further questions.

While they were talking downstairs, Ye Xiao and Ling Hengyu had arrived at the study.

Ling Hengyu walked into the study, pointed to a sofa, and said to Ye Xiao, "Sit down."

Ye Xiao placed the ancient jade box containing the Mad God Skill on a mahogany table and then sat down.

"Do you know why I ended up with damaged meridians?" Ling Hengyu's face showed a faint bitter smile and a touch of sorrow as he looked at Ye Xiao.

Hearing Ling Hengyu suddenly mention this, Ye Xiao immediately associated it with the Mad God Skill, pointing to the ancient jade box and said, "Is it because of the Mad God Skill inside this jade box? Actually, I'm also puzzled. Since it's an Ancient Divine Skill passed down from ancient times, why didn't you cultivate it?"

"How could I not be tempted by such an exquisite Ancient Divine Martial Arts inherited by our family? And how could I possibly refrain from practicing it?" Ling Hengyu sighed and said, "Those who master the Mad God Skill can match martial artists who are one or two levels higher than themselves."

"I'm aware of that too. Once a martial artist enters the Mad God State, their strength soars significantly. That's what makes the Mad God Skill so appealing."

"So, when I was young, I practiced the Mad God Skill with high ambitions. The first time I forcibly initiated the Mad God Skill, my meridians were damaged, but I could still bear it. After the second time, well, there was no 'after' that. If it weren't for someone saving me, I probably would have been dead for over a decade," Ling Hengyu said with a bitter expression.

Listening to Ling Hengyu, Ye Xiao finally understood why Ling Hengyu's meridians were seriously damaged—it was all due to the Mad God Skill. But as an Ancient Martial Arts technique, how could it inflict such harm? If that was the case, who would dare to practice the Mad God Skill? Not only would it offer no benefits, but it also posed a threat to one's life!

Ling Hengyu seemed to have noticed Ye Xiao's confusion and thus smiled and said, "Take out the Mad God Skill and read the third sentence on the first page."

Despite his doubts, Ye Xiao took out the Mad God Skill from the ancient box and carefully opened it to the first page as directed by Ling Hengyu.

"The Mad God Skill is also known as the Heavenly Destiny Divine Skill. Those chosen by fate may cultivate it, to snatch a bit or two of heaven's power. Even ordinary people may cultivate it, but they can only snatch a tiny fraction of heaven's power. Those chosen by destiny exercise immense authority on behalf of heaven. In the Mad God State, one must swallow the heart before seizing heaven. For those not chosen by destiny, if the heart is not righteous, the Mad God State will turn abnormal!" Ye Xiao slowly read the sentence aloud.

"What does that mean? A 'Heavenly Destiny Bearer'? Could it only be used by ancient emperors?" Ye Xiao thought of the ancient emperors who often claimed to be chosen by destiny.

"For over a decade, I've pondered until a few years ago, when I realized that this 'Heavenly Destiny Bearer' might refer to the Martial Artists who have mastered the Heavenly Book. In other words, to cultivate the Mad God Skill, one must first learn the Heavenly Book. Only after cultivating the Heavenly Book can one steadily practice the Mad God Skill!" Ling Hengyu said!

Heavenly Destiny Bearer? Heavenly Book?

Ye Xiao, listening to Ling Hengyu's words, was secretly astonished and also nodded in agreement with Ling Hengyu's statement!

After all, the term 'emperor' only dates back over two thousand years, and as an Ancient Divine Skill, it should have existed before that. So, it definitely wasn't something only emperors could use.

However, at that moment, Ye Xiao also realized something: his own practice of the Nine Yang Divine Skill was always suspected to be a Heavenly Book. Was it or was it not? Perhaps he would know for sure if he tried cultivating this Mad God Skill.

Ling Hengyu, seeing Ye Xiao staring intently at the Mad God Skill, could easily guess what Ye Xiao was thinking. With a slight smile, he said to Ye Xiao, "Do you want to try it?"

"I do intend to!" Ye Xiao replied with a light smile.

Ling Hengyu said, "If you want to cultivate this Mad God Skill, you must be very careful, after all, this Mad God Skill..."

Ling Hengyu stopped there, without continuing, but his meaning was clear enough—the peculiar nature of the Mad God Skill was well known to him.

Ye Xiao said, "Whether I want to cultivate it or not, I still need to think it over, but first, I would like to take a look!"

Take a look?

Hearing Ye Xiao's words, Ling Hengyu couldn't help but smile slightly. Did this guy really think he could memorize it all at a glance?

A photographic memory?

Ling Hengyu chuckled internally. Martial Artists generally have quite good memory, but truly achieving a photographic memory was probably still quite challenging.

"Go ahead and look!" Ling Hengyu showed no intention of standing up.

Ye Xiao immediately began to seriously look over the Mad God Skill.

He had always heard of the awe of the Mad God Skill, and now holding it in his hands, Ye Xiao felt a bit of excitement stirring within him—after all, it was the Mad God Skill!

As Ye Xiao read the content of the Mad God Skill, his heart surged. After the first couple of pages, his excitement grew because the content had many similarities with the Nine Yang Divine Skill he had been cultivating.

At this point, Ye Xiao could conclusively determine that he could indeed cultivate the Mad God Skill. Without a doubt, his Nine Yang Divine Skill must be a Heavenly Book!

Ye Xiao read very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he finished the entire content of the few pages of the Mad God Skill—not only did he finish reading, but he also firmly memorized all of its content!

"Uncle Ling, here you go!" Ye Xiao said as he put the Mad God Skill back into the jade stone ancient box and handed it to Ling Hengyu.

"Finished reading?" Ling Hengyu looked at Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao nodded and said, "I've finished."

"Remembered it?" Ling Hengyu asked with a smile.

Ye Xiao didn't hide the truth and replied, "I remembered it!"

"These are Ancient Divine Skills, arcane and difficult to comprehend. If you remember them incorrectly, it could cause problems. Just keep the Mad God Skill for now," Ling Hengyu said with a laugh.

Ye Xiao smiled lightly and placed the Mad God Skill back on the coffee table, saying, "Whether I'll practice it is still uncertain. If I keep it with me, I might just end up ruining it, then it would really become worthless."

Ling Hengyu then replied with a wry smile, "To me now, it seems like nothing more than worthless paper."

Ling Hengyu picked up the jade stone ancient box, his face filled with bitter smiles.

Ye Xiao stood up, laughed, and said to Ling Hengyu, "Uncle Ling, if there's a chance, I'll get you a Heaven Heart Pill."

"Heaven Heart Pill?" Ling Hengyu was slightly stunned, then said, "That's a very rare Pill. Don't trouble yourself for my sake. As a spent force, I've gotten used to it."

There was self-deprecation and a helpless sense of resignation in Ling Hengyu's words.

Ye Xiao chuckled, then said, "Uncle Ling, I'm going to head down now."

Afterward, Ye Xiao walked straight out of Ling Hengyu's study. After all, that jade stone ancient box couldn't just be left lying around—it had to be stored in a hidden place. Ye Xiao definitely didn't want to know where that was. If something were to happen and the box got stolen, wouldn't he become a suspect? Of course, Ye Xiao trusted that no thief would have the guts to steal from here!

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