Chapter 302 – Brotherhood as Strong as Gold

“Who are you?” Ling Yun murmured to himself, nearly coughing up blood in frustration before letting out a bitter chuckle. “You really do forget easily when you’re privileged. I’m Ling Yun, you…”

His words suddenly trailed off as if he had noticed something peculiar.

Ye Kuang’s expression was filled with genuine confusion, clearly not feigning ignorance.

“You don’t recognize me?”

“No.”

“Hahaha… Don’t recognize me? Ehaha… Can a simple ‘don’t recognize’ erase our past brotherhood? Even if you don’t remember me, I still remember you clearly.”

At this point, Ling Yun seemed to sink into memories of the past, unable to conceal his dejection…

Witnessing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but feel stirred inside.

It was as if they had shared Life-Death experiences, where adversity reveals true feelings—like brothers not by blood but stronger than kin.

When this inexplicable sentiment washed over him, even someone as strong-willed as Ye Kuang couldn’t suppress a wave of sorrow.

“Remember? Back then, if you hadn’t sent Pang Hu to find me, I’d probably still be living like a walking corpse, worse than death.” Ling Yun muttered to himself.

Upon hearing the name “Pang Hu,” Ye Kuang’s mind was struck by sharp, piercing pain, agony tearing at his heart.

He instinctively clutched his forehead, as if trying to alleviate the unbearable torment.

Meanwhile, Ling Yun remained lost in his memories and continued, “Because of you, I was reborn. Because of you, I rediscovered my former ambition.”

Hearing this, fragmented images from the past flickered in Ye Kuang’s mind.

He saw himself venturing alone into the nameless mountains, seeking a breakthrough, and then meeting someone.

That someone was right before him now…

Ling Yun: “Hahaha, how ridiculous. It’s a pity you’ve forgotten how we once faced life and death together.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Kuang fiercely tugged at his blue hair, the muscles on his face trembling uncontrollably.

Unaware of this, Ling Yun went on, “After hearing fragments of rumors in the martial world, I originally intended to confront you. Who would have thought that a twist of fate would change my entire life? Those past events might seem trivial to you, but do you know how I’ve spent these four years? I tell you, I’ve been searching for you every moment, just to repay the kindness you once showed me.”

His tone then shifted abruptly as he added, “And yet you say you don’t know me… Hahaha…”

Ye Kuang: “Uh…”

Ling Yun paid no heed to the sound, his bitter laughter cutting off sharply.

As if recalling something, he began reminiscing again, “Back then, facing countless heroes, I never felt fear. Who would have thought that reflecting on those days would bring such melancholy? After waking, all I got was this sentence, these three words… Hehehe… Hahaha…”

“Ah…” Ye Kuang roared like a tiger, “Stop talking! My head hurts so much…”

Overwhelmed by excruciating, bone-deep pain, he couldn’t help but let out continuous, agonized screams.

In an instant, Ling Yun was startled, finally realizing what was happening.

He saw Ye Kuang tearing at his own head, eyes bloodshot like a crimson sea, resembling a wounded beast contorted in agony.It was only at this moment that Ling Yun finally understood the clues he had previously speculated about, and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Ye… Kuang, what’s wrong with you?”

The moment Ye Kuang heard his own name, his entire body shuddered as if struck by lightning.

Ye Kuang?

Ye Kuang?

Ye Kuang!!!

For a time, the lingering echo of “Ye Kuang” reverberated endlessly in his mind, clearly causing him unbearable agony.

Seeing this, Ling Yun swiftly stepped forward, catching the nearly collapsing figure, and asked with genuine concern, “Brother Ye, what exactly has happened to you?”

As he spoke, Ling Yun finally realized the crux of the matter—the person before him seemed to have something wrong with his mind.

Ye Kuang: “Roar, roar, roar…”

Unexpectedly, he erupted with a startling surge of energy, violently repelling the person in front of him.

Caught off guard, Ling Yun spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, his body flying backward like a kite with its string severed.

Thud… Drip, drip, drip!

Watching droplets of blood trickle down the corner of his mouth, Ling Yun struggled to his feet. Ignoring his own injuries, he advanced once more, pressing a palm against Ye Kuang’s back and channeling a torrent of True Qi into him.

Yet, in just a short while, Ling Yun’s face had turned pale, and countless beads of sweat seeped from his forehead like falling rain.

Ye Kuang screamed hysterically, “Am I really Ye Kuang? Who exactly is Ye Kuang…?”

Hearing this, Ling Yun stood frozen in shock, his voice bitter as he uttered, “Have… you lost your memory?”

Whoosh—boom!

As these words struck him, Ye Kuang felt as if he had been thunderstruck once more.

It was only then that he became aware of the latent consciousness buried deep within his heart.

“Hahaha…” Thinking of this, he suddenly burst into wild laughter, “So that’s it! I am Ye Kuang! Ye Kuang is my true name!”

Phantom God Hand!

Meanwhile, in a mysterious region of his mind.

In an instant, the clattering of countless chains surged forth, yet within three breaths, they began to shatter one after another.

Like the sharpness of metal piercing through gold and stone, it violently shook someone’s body and soul.

From within, a thunderous laugh could be heard: “Soon, soon, I will finally break free from this seal!”

Hearing these words, Ye Kuang felt as if his insides were burning, his entire body boiling like scorching magma.

In contrast, Ling Yun remained completely unaware, desperately channeling the energy from his Qi Sea.

It must be said that this immortal power shared the same origin, making Ye Kuang feel as if he had consumed a potent elixir, revitalizing him with vigor and vitality.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

As his Vigorous Qi surged forth, his physique seemed on the verge of undergoing another transformation.

At the same time, Ling Yun’s lips trembled, his entire body shaking, yet he remained focused solely on the task at hand.

In that moment, though Ye Kuang could not see the pallor on the former’s face, he could still sense what was being conveyed between them.

It was the bond of brotherhood!

A bond where a brother would disregard his own safety, whether scaling mountains of blades or traversing seas of fire.

The bond of brotherhood, stronger than gold, could never be erased by the passage of mundane time.

So thought Ye Kuang.

It could be said that, though he was still somewhat confused, there was no denying that he, too, was a mortal of flesh and blood.

It could also be said that Ye Kuang suddenly thought of his sister.If there was one person in this world who would always be good to him, it could only be Ling Wei. And now, if there was still a brother who would treat him well, it was none other than Ling Yun.

This bond was that of brothers, of kin, and also the most indescribable thing in the world.