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“Strongest Eight-Year-Old Divine Ancestor ... ”
Ye Fan looked at Ye Qiancheng and the others with an almost pleading gaze. “Dad, Sister Qingling, can you hurry up and help me pull her away? She’s really squeezing me! I think she’s going to crush my flesh!”
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiancheng, Ye Qingling, and the others were momentarily stunned, staring blankly at the handsome young man before them.
He… was truly Ye Fan!
“Whew…”
Ye Qiancheng took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly glistening with tears.
His Fan had returned; he was indeed alive.
Moreover, he had not only survived but had grown into the appearance of an adult.
“Master, it’s Young Master! It’s really Young Master! He’s back!” Behind Ye Qiancheng, Ye Feng’s face was filled with excitement as he kept repeating those words.
“Yes, it really is my Fan; my Fan has come back!” Ye Qiancheng’s voice trembled slightly, yet his face was filled with a radiant smile at that moment.
“Young Master…”
Ye Qingling’s eyes also glistened with tears. Seeing his pained expression, she couldn’t help but softly call out to him. Although she knew that Wuma Xian'er wouldn’t actually crush Ye Fan’s flesh and that he couldn’t possibly be in unbearable pain, she still felt a pang of sympathy. She hurried over and grabbed Wuma Xian'er’s hand, pulling her away forcefully. “Miss Xian, Young Master is right; he just returned. How can you treat him so violently?”
Wuma Xian'er loosened her grip and didn’t get angry at being pulled away by Ye Qingling. Instead, she shot her a glance and said, “What? Are you feeling sorry for him now?”
"Not at all." Ye Qingling pretended to glare fiercely at Wuma Xian'er.
Ye Fan rubbed the spot where Wuma Xian'er had pinched him and said, "Still, my Qingling Sister cares for me. Unlike you, Sister Xian'er, so violent."
"Am I violent?"
Upon hearing this, Wuma Xian'er shot a fierce glare at Ye Fan, her delicate arm, as white as mutton fat jade, raised high in front of him.
Seeing this, Ye Fan quickly shrank back his neck, looking frightened as he said, "No, no, no! I misspoke just now. My Sister Xian'er is charming and gentle; how could she be violent? Not at all, that's nonsense."
"That's more like it." Wuma Xian'er shot Ye Fan a sideways glance, but a warm feeling surged in her heart.
With Wuma Xian'er's keen eyes, she could see that after more than ten years apart, Ye Fan had returned transformed.
The fact that the Seductive Fox Demon King and the Azure Phoenix Demon King from the Eastern Wilderness followed him respectfully was the best proof of this.
The strength of these two Great Demon Kings was undoubtedly terrifying; without overwhelming power to intimidate them, how could Ye Fan command such respect?
Yet regardless of whether Ye Fan had grown up or become stronger, to her, he remained the same as before.
Even the way he addressed her had not changed.
"Fan, what on earth happened to you over the years? Why did you only come back to see us now?" Ye Qiancheng stepped forward, looking somewhat angry as he gazed at Ye Fan.
Hearing this, Ye Fan felt a pang of guilt and replied, "Father, it's a long story. We'll talk about it later. I never expected that more than ten years would pass in an instant! What a surprise!"
"Unexpected?" Ye Qiancheng feigned anger and huffed, "If you say it's unexpected, then so be it! As long as we can return safely, that's all that matters."
Ye Fan nodded. At that moment, Lang Sun Chuan hurriedly approached Ye Fan with a respectful demeanor, clearly still shaken. He bowed deeply and said, "Disciple Lang Sun Chuan pays respects to Master. Just now, I failed to recognize you, Master. Please punish me."
Lang Sun Chuan was genuinely terrified of Ye Fan at this moment.
With his current Peak God-Slaying Half-Completion cultivation level, he had been effortlessly sent flying by Ye Fan's casual gesture.
How powerful had Ye Fan become?
Lang Sun Chuan could hardly imagine it and felt an overwhelming admiration for Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled lightly and looked at Lang Sun Chuan. "Not even recognizing your Master is truly outrageous; you should indeed be punished."
However, a hint of confusion suddenly crossed Ye Fan's face as he asked, "By the way, why are you all here at Heavenly River Mansion instead of at Southern Border Supreme Demon Sect?"
Ye Fan scanned the area behind the group and noticed several strong individuals present.
All of them were at least at the Tribulation Stage or Great Accomplishment Period in cultivation, with quite a few even at the Ascension Stage.
Moreover, Ye Fan sensed that their expressions seemed somewhat off.
They all appeared to wear frowns.
Upon hearing this, Lang Sun Chuan and the others' expressions changed slightly.
Looking at Ye Fan, Lang Sun Chuan spoke up, "Master, we..."
"Master Lang," Ye Qiancheng suddenly spoke up, "Fan just returned. Why don't we discuss things after we go back? We can't just stand here chatting!"
Interrupted by Ye Qiancheng's words, Lang Sun Chuan cast a deep glance at him, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He smiled and nodded, saying, "The head of the family is right. I haven't seen my master in a long time and completely forgot that we are still outside. This is quite inappropriate."
"You bunch of good-for-nothings! Aren't you going to pay your respects to your ancestor?" Lang Sun Chuan shouted at the people behind him. Among them were many he had brought from the Supreme Demon Sect, and some were his own disciples.
"Disciples greet the Ancestor."
As soon as Lang Sun Chuan finished speaking, dozens of people stepped forward to bow to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan felt a bit speechless; he was already being called an ancestor at such a young age!
However, considering his age in his previous life, it wasn't too surprising.
"There's no need for formalities!" Ye Fan waved his hand casually.
"Thank you, Ancestor."
Lang Sun Chuan continued, "You all better hurry back and clean up your ancestor's residence. After such a long journey, it must have been tough for him. You need to let your ancestor rest properly."
"A long journey?"
Ye Fan looked at Lang Sun Chuan and couldn't help but frown slightly. Was it really long? It didn't seem that way!
As for being tough...
He had been standing on the Azure Phoenix Demon King's back the entire way; that was just nonsense.
However, Ye Qiancheng said very seriously, "That's right. I, Fan, just returned from a long journey and must be quite tired. I would appreciate it if you all could tidy up his room first, allowing me, Fan, to rest well before we set up a banquet to celebrate together."
"Exactly, Young Master. I'll take you back to your room," Ye Qingling stepped forward.
Ye Fan's gaze swept across the crowd, and he couldn't help but frown slightly, sensing an unusual atmosphere. However, he did not show it; instead, he smiled lightly and followed Ye Qingling back to his residence.
Once his disciples had cleaned the room thoroughly, Ye Fan found an excuse to send Ye Qingling out as well.
This left only the Azure Phoenix Demon King and the Seductive Fox Demon King in the courtyard where he used to live.
Ye Fan thought simply: since you all want me to rest, then I shall rest!
He wanted to see what exactly had happened in the Ye Family.
Ye Fan was not foolish, especially after entering the Ye Family estate.
He observed the expressions of the Ye Clan members closely.
The entire Ye Family now gave Ye Fan a feeling that they were shrouded in a thick veil of despair. Every clan member wore a smile upon seeing him, yet Ye Fan could easily sense the forced nature of their smiles and the despair hidden behind them.
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