The Prince of the World Chapter 58: Mentorship

The more Yan Li knew, the more confused he was. "Shimei Qing? Is Shimei Qing you mentioned my mother? "

The Leader of the Dahuang Palace didn't answer his question. There was a complex look in his eyes, melancholy, helplessness, pain, and even a trace of hatred.

He raised his head slowly, and his eyes were deep, looking afar, as if he had broken through the void and freed himself from the shackles of time. It was like talking to himself, and it was like talking to Yan Li:

"In those days, the three of us practiced, played, and explored the world together. We were inseparable and intimated. We grew up as time went by. Shimei Qing became a lady. Both your father and I fell in love with her. Finally, Shimei Qing chose your father and went back to the royal palace with him. Not long after that, Shimei Qing was pregnant, but... "

Speaking of this, the Leader's eyes narrowed and his expression changed dramatically, full of pain and the intention to kill.

"Half a year after Shimei Qing gave birth to you, the Donghuang's secret place appeared. All the masters and warriors gathered there for the enormous treasures. Your parents went together. Everyone wanted the most precious treasure.

Only 20 years old then, your father, a young man with success, extraordinary in demeanor, he had almost been in the Huang realm. However, people fighting for the treasures were the few of the masters in the world.

Many of the masters fought for the treasure that had appeared. Your father fought against ten Wang realm masters in full achievement all alone, defeating all of them. No one dared to continue."

Hearing this, Yan Li felt inexplicable. His heart was burning with the intention to join the fight. He never thought that his father, who indulged in drinking and playing, had such a heroic past.

The Leader continued, "But I didn't expect that a despicable person secretly attacked Shimei Qing and threatened your father with her life so as to get the treasure from your father."

At the moment, Yan Li only felt that his heart had went up to his throat. He couldn't help but ask, "Did my father give it to him?"

Glancing at him, the Leader said, "Your father is a kind of love. He agreed without hesitation. However, Shimei Qing had a very strong character. She committed suicide to retain that treasure for your father, because he could enter the Huang realm in a short time with the help of it."

"What?"

Yan Li was shocked to hear that her mother died.

"The master who threatened your mother was also shocked. Then he put down your mother's body and ran away! Your father held your mother in his arms and shouted out in pain, making people cry. After stopping crying, your father slaughtered all the warriors around him as madly as a devil. His robe was dyed red with blood. All the ten masters in the Wang realm were dead! In the coming three months, your father traveled around, and finally found the warrior who had killed your mother. He not only killed him, but also killed his clan, taking their heads to your mother's grave to repent. Since then, your father became well-known as “the infatuated prince” all over the world. Unexpectedly, your father never recovered from that tragedy. He gave me the treasure, which helped me break through many realms and entered the Huang realm within three years. "

It was nothing wrong to kill all in the world for the beloved one!

Nothing was more lamentable than a dead heart. Yan Li could understand his father's feeling at that time. If he was in that situation, he would do the same. But even if he had killed all the people in the world, his mother would never come back to life.

Thinking of this, he felt deeply sad and painful. Suddenly, he thought of Long Ziyue, and there was a little hesitation in his eyes. A second later, he talked to himself firmly, "No matter how far away you are from me, I will find you even if I have to travel all over the world!"

The Dahuang Leader was observing Yan Li's expression changes, noticing the sadness in his eyes. He pat Yan Li's back. "Boy, thanks to the great kindness of your father, and because of your mother, I am the closest person to you in any way. Don't worry. From then on, I am your mentor and I will make every effort to help you cultivate in order to enter the Huang realm."

Yan Li was moved by his explicit sincerity. Then he knelt down in front of the Leader and kowtowed to him for three times. "My Mentor, please accept my kowtow!"

"Hahaha, just stand up!" the leader was overjoyed as Yan Li finally made up his mind to be his student, quickly helping him up.

They were closer after they became mentor and student. Yan Li was no longer courteous. He asked the Leader for advice on the difficult problems in his cultivation.

Naturally, the Leader was attentive to answer, from which Yan Li benefited a lot.

In addition, the Leader was happy about Yan Li's intelligence for he could draw inferences from many problems and put forward his own views, which making Yan Li his most loved student.

The Leader of the Dahuang Palace was named Xiahou Zun.

Several hours later, Yan Li left the hall and was sent back to the in-door courtyard by Yuan Changfeng, the Enforcing Senior.

Pushing the door, Yan Li found that Xue Zhan, Lin Wen, Lin Wu, Situ Xue and Yao Ling were all there.

"Why don't you go back to rest?"

"Shixiong Yan…No…Your Highness!" uneasy, Xue Zhan and other people bowed.

Yan Li was surprised and quickly helped them up. "What are you doing? Get up! I am not a prince to you, but your Shixiong Yan."

Yao Ling smiled happily, "Shixiong Xue, as I said, Shixiong Yan is still our Shixiong Yan."

Yan Li smiled and nodded, "Yes, Shimei Yao is right. No matter what my title is, I am always your Shixiong! Just sit down and talk, as it used to be. "

After sending Xue Zhan and others away, Yan Li started to think about his father's strength. More than ten years ago, his father, Li Wuming, was one of the rare masters in the world. Would he be a Huang master ten years later?

He was not sure. After all, his father withered at heart once his mother had died. It was possible that his strength descended rather than ascended. Thinking of this, he couldn't help worrying his father.

Today's competition was over. Yan Li won and would compete for the top ten tomorrow.

Entering the Mix Yuan Space, not seriously injured, Yan Li started to heal his wounds. After taking the pill, he was almost as well as before.

The next day when he went out of the Mixed Yuan Space, he recovered.

There were much more people in the square than yesterday, many of whom were elite disciples. After all, the competition for winning the top ten marked one of the highlights of the contest.

It was no surprise that Yan Li's mentor Xiahou Zun was not on the high platform today.

One hundred and sixty in-door disciples would compete for the top ten, including Lin Jingyun, Lin Huai, Meng Wushuang, Ren Qiukuang, Wenren Xiaoxian, and Nangong Yong.

A deacon flew up to a huge newly-built stage in the center, said loudly, "Today's rules are different from yesterday's. In the first round, all 160 disciples will fight on the same stage. One hundred people will be out. The rest 60 people are qualified to compete in the next round!"

Among the 160 disciples, some were happy and others were worried.

Chapter end