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As Ye Xingchen reveled in the joy of his recent breakthrough during his secluded training, the tranquility of Ye Family Mansion was abruptly shattered by a sudden commotion. The night was dark, with only a faint moonlight illuminating the scene. Several figures darted like phantoms past the protective array of the Ye Family Ancestor, followed by the dull thud of something heavy hitting the ground and the pained groans of the guards.
Ye Nantian, the Grand Elder of the Ye Family, an elderly man with a full head of hair yet a vigorous spirit, was furrowing his brow as he hurried toward the mansion's main gate. Along the way, he saw the guards of the Ye Family Ancestor sprawled across the ground, clearly having suffered severe injuries.
A sense of foreboding rose within Ye Nantian as he quickened his pace, finally arriving at the gate where he fixed a piercing gaze upon the unexpected visitors.
"Wang Xingtian, what is the meaning of this?" Ye Nantian's voice was deep and powerful, each word seemingly carrying immense weight. Before him stood Wang Xingtian, the head of the Wang Family, dressed in luxurious garments and exuding an overwhelming presence. His cultivation had reached Foundation Peak, and every movement radiated strength.
Yet to Ye Nantian, this former rival now appeared utterly foreign and detestable. A cold smile crept across Wang Xingtian's lips, his eyes filled with disdain and greed. He did not answer Ye Nantian directly but instead slowly surveyed his surroundings as if admiring the chaos he had created.
After a moment, he spoke: "Ye Nantian, when Ye Xingchen was around, our Wang Family would still retreat. But now that Ye Xingchen has been in seclusion for decades without a word—he's probably long forgotten by now—what do you think your Ye Family Ancestor can use to contend with us?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Nantian's expression changed drastically as he glared furiously. He understood that Wang Xingtian's words were not baseless; with Ye Xingchen absent for so long, their greatest support had vanished. However, he would never easily succumb to threats from the Wang Family.
"Wang Xingtian, do not be arrogant!" Ye Nantian shouted angrily. "Even without Ancestor Ye here to oversee matters, we are not to be bullied! If your Wang Family dares to act recklessly, we will fight with all our might to defend our family's honor!"
Wang Xingtian seemed to have anticipated such a response from Ye Nantian. He chuckled derisively, his tone filled with undeniable dominance: "Hmph, Ye Nantian, you are too naive. Now that I am here, I have no intention of leaving empty-handed. That Spirit Stone Mine outside? The Wang Family will take it. Be sensible and hand it over immediately to avoid bringing disaster upon your family!"
Ye Nantian's heart sank at those words. That Spirit Stone Mine was a crucial resource for the Ye Family; if it fell into Wang Family hands, their future would be bleak. Yet he also knew that confronting them head-on was not wise given their current strength.
Just as Ye Nantian was deep in thought, hurried footsteps approached from afar as other elders and disciples of the Ye Family rushed to gather in formation. Although they understood the gravity of the situation, every one of them displayed unwavering determination and resilience in their eyes.
Seeing this, Wang Xingtian sneered even more: "Ye Nantian, it seems your family is still stubbornly resisting. If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless! Attack!"
With Wang Xingtian's command, cultivators from the Wang Family brandished their magical artifacts. In an instant, spiritual light flickered within Ye Family Mansion as battle loomed imminent. Ye Nantian knew that this fight would determine the life or death of their family; he had to give it his all.
Just as both sides were about to engage in fierce combat, a long bell tolled through the night sky, echoing throughout Ye Family Mansion. This was an urgent assembly signal for the Ye Family Ancestor and their last hope.
Ye Nantian felt a surge of resolve as his gaze sharpened. He understood that at this moment, the fate of their family rested in the hands of every disciple of the Ye Family Ancestor. As Grand Elder, he must lead them through this crisis.
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