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Ye Feng returned to the Ye Family, and the lack of a significant reaction puzzled him slightly.
Many servants were focused on their own tasks, neither offering a warm welcome nor making things difficult for him.
Silvermoon City was a small town, and Ye Feng's display of power on Main Street should have reached his family by now. The unexpected rise of a former Waste Material disciple should have elicited a stronger response from the family.
Walking through the familiar Ye Family Courtyard, Ye Feng sensed an undercurrent of danger.
"Ning Er, you should go back to your room and rest. We'll visit Father and Grandfather first, then come to find you!"
Ye Ning nodded obediently. After returning to the family, her earlier excitement had vanished, replaced by a worried expression on her delicate face.
"Big Brother, Father isn't doing well right now." Ye Chen hesitated for a moment before speaking up.
"Is he still in the same condition as before?" Ye Feng's expression changed slightly as he looked at Ye Ning in surprise.
"Ning Er has already informed Third Uncle about your recovery, but he still spends all his time drinking," Ye Ning said, biting her lip.
Ye Feng frowned in thought for a moment before nodding. "Alright, I understand. Ning Er, you can go back now."
After sending Ye Ning away, Ye Chen remained somewhat downcast. Ye Feng guessed he was reminded of their father Ye Honglin's current state, which affected his mood.
Ye Feng didn't say much more; regardless of why their father had ended up in this situation, he was determined to help him regain his strength and solidify his position as the heir to the family head.
The Ye Feng family lived on the eastern side of the Ye Family Courtyard, each uncle having their own separate courtyard as well.
As Ye Feng approached the entrance of his courtyard, he pushed open the door and was immediately hit by a strong and unpleasant smell of alcohol.
The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and the pond had long since dried up. Dust covered everything, clearly indicating it hadn't been maintained for quite some time.
"The servants of the Ye Family have become incredibly bold!" Ye Feng's anger surged as a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Ye Chen hesitantly said, "We can't completely blame them. Father drinks all day and neglects the family's business. He hasn't paid wages in a long time. Even the money I took to Wudu City was gathered by Sister Ye Ning."
"Such a thing actually happened!" Ye Feng was shocked and, without hesitation, directly entered his father's bedroom on the left side of the courtyard.
Inside the bedroom, what was once a somewhat elegant decor had long since vanished, replaced by a few simple pieces of furniture and empty wine bottles scattered across the floor. Even the precious calligraphy and paintings that used to hang on the walls were nowhere to be seen.
Ye Honglin, unkempt with disheveled hair, lay slouched on a long bench, holding a wine jug in his hand, fast asleep and completely unaware of Ye Feng and Ye Chen's presence.
"Is this really the father who was once so spirited? How could he have fallen to such a state? Could it be because..." Ye Feng shook his head, suddenly recalling a figure in his mind.
"Let's go see grandfather!" Ye Feng sighed and pulled Ye Chen out of the room, closing the door behind them.
"Brother, shouldn't we wake Dad? You haven't seen him in many years; don't you want to talk to him?" Ye Chen glanced at the door with some reluctance.
Ye Feng replied with a somber expression, "You've been back for so many days; you probably haven't spoken to him much."
"I have said a few words..." Ye Chen stuck out his tongue and said with a bitter smile, "The most I've said is 'Chen Er, go buy a jug of wine for Dad at the market.'"
Ye Feng chuckled and looked around.
"The courtyard hasn't been cleaned, but the room is quite tidy. Has Ye Ning been taking care of Father?"
Ye Chen nodded. "Yes, when we're not around, Sister Ye Ning and Fourth Uncle often come to our house. But they have many things to attend to as well, so they can't spend too much energy cleaning the courtyard."
"Well, we must thank Fourth Uncle properly later." Ye Feng nodded. He was clear about his grievances and would always remember those who had helped him and his family, looking for opportunities to repay their kindness.
"I wonder how Father's cultivation is now." Ye Feng tried to sense Ye Honglin's cultivation level but found it impossible to detect, which brought him some comfort.
"At least he's still above the Fourth Level of Origin Martial Realm!"
Breaking through to the Origin Martial Realm, Ye Feng's ability to sense cultivation levels has significantly improved. He can easily see through the cultivation of anyone within four minor realms, which will be very useful for him in future battles.
"Let's go find Grandpa!" Ye Feng exhaled, patting Ye Chen on the back as he led the way out of the courtyard.
Along the way, Ye Feng noticed that several servants were secretly watching them as they passed by. Among them, a few with strange expressions suddenly put down their tasks and hurried away, clearly reporting to someone.
Although Ye Feng did not see it with his own eyes, his spiritual sense as a cultivator had already picked up on everything. However, he did not take this matter to heart.
The current head of the Ye Family, Ye Zhentian, is over a hundred years old and ranks first in cultivation alongside the current city lord in Silvermoon City.
Ye Zhentian's daily living quarters are located at the Head of the Family Manor, which is at the center of the Ye Family Courtyard and not far from Ye Feng's home.
After passing through several corridors, Ye Feng arrived at the entrance of the Head of the Family Manor.
"Is that you, Feng Er? Come in quickly! It's been almost two years! I've missed you so much, old man!" A deep voice called out from inside.
Ye Feng felt warmth in his heart and quickly took his brother's hand as they entered through the main door of the Head of the Family Manor.
The Head of the Family Manor is the core of the entire Ye Family, covering more than ten acres and housing a conference hall, treasure hall, study, and master bedroom.
At Ye Zhentian's request, Ye Feng went directly to the study.
Just as he reached the door of the study, an old hand full of wrinkles wrapped around him tightly.
"Brat, have you been comfortable at Dragon Tiger Sect? It's been almost three years; you haven't come back to see this old man. Aren't you afraid that one day your grandpa might suddenly pass away and you won't see him again?" Ye Zhentian said with kind eyes and a white beard. Although he was already over a hundred years old, he appeared vigorous and light on his feet with strong muscles.
Ye Feng felt a lump in his throat and wrapped his arms tightly around Ye Zhentian, choked up as he said, "Grandpa, Feng Er misses you so much!"
"Come on now, with how you look right now, you could live another two or three hundred years!" Little Ye Chen pouted and said.
“Brat, you've always been the most mischievous since you were little, yet your words are the sweetest!” Ye Zhentian let out a hearty laugh, waving his hand and pulling Xiao Yecheng into his embrace.
The three of them, grandfather and grandsons, held each other tightly for a long time without letting go. Tears streamed down Ye Zhentian's face; such warm familial bonds eased the heavy heart that had troubled him for so long.
“Come here, you two, sit beside me and tell me all about what has happened recently. Especially you, Feng Er. I see that your Vital Energy is abundant, but there are no Essence Pills in your Dantian. You must have just broken through to the Origin Martial Realm not long ago. I heard from Ning Er that you encountered a great opportunity and repaired your broken meridians, but your cultivation has increased too rapidly. You aren't practicing some evil technique, are you?”
From their earlier embrace, Ye Zhentian had also sensed Ye Feng's current cultivation level. As soon as they sat down, he began to ask questions eagerly.
Ye Zhentian's inquiry made Ye Feng's heart tighten. After all, he came from another world. Although he had perfectly merged with the memories of this body and felt genuine affection for Ye Zhentian, the existence of the Innate Spirit Summoning Technique was too shocking; he feared it would not be accepted by his grandfather and would be seen as an evil practice.
“I think it's best not to mention anything about the Wasteful Young Master to anyone on Divine Martial Continent!” Ye Feng resolved and immediately stated the excuse he had prepared.
“Grandpa is just joking. How could there be any evil techniques in Dragon Tiger Sect? When I was at Dragon Tiger Sect, I was framed by Ye Jin and accidentally entered a place called Azure Spring Pool. At that time, a girl named Ning Ruoxue was breaking through to the Origin Martial Realm. I was knocked unconscious by the Vital Energy released during her breakthrough. When I woke up, I found that my broken meridians had completely healed!”
“Such a thing actually happened!” Ye Zhentian exclaimed in disbelief. “That scoundrel Ye Jin even poisoned his own cousin! When he returns, I'll make sure to teach him a good lesson. But how could you be knocked out by the Vital Energy and not only survive but also heal your meridians? How is that possible?”
“Grandpa, what are you saying? Do you really wish for your precious grandson to be killed on the spot?” Ye Feng retorted with a mix of laughter and exasperation.
“Not at all! That's not what I meant!” Ye Zhentian chuckled awkwardly and waved his hand. “In any case, since you have such great fortune, you must cherish it well. Don't let your faster cultivation make you arrogant or slack off in your training.”
“Don't worry! With the internal troubles and external threats facing the Ye Family, as your grandson Ye Feng, I will never tarnish your reputation!” Ye Feng declared firmly.
“Good grandson! Good grandson!” Ye Zhentian felt comforted and laughed heartily once more.
“Grandpa, I've already reached the Seventh Level of Strength; why don't you praise me too?” Xiao Yecheng chimed in with a hint of dissatisfaction.
“Alright, alright! You are also my good grandson Ye Zhentian!” Ye Zhentian nodded with a smile.
The three of them then chatted about family matters, with Ye Feng and Xiao Yecheng sharing various happenings related to their sect's cultivation with Ye Zhentian.
"You have actually become a Disciple of the Dragon Tiger Sect. That Bai Chengfeng seems impressive; from what you said, he appears to be a true powerhouse in the Gangwu Realm!"
"Gangwu Realm!" Ye Zhentian's guess coincided with Ye Feng's thoughts. Ye Feng nodded and said firmly, "Grandpa is currently at the Eighth Layer of Yuan Martial Realm. I believe it won't be long before he breaks through to the Gangwu Realm!"
Ye Zhentian sighed and said slowly, "Breaking through to the Gangwu Realm is not that easy. I have been stuck at the peak of the Eighth Layer of Yuan Martial Realm for almost ten years now, with no signs of breaking through, let alone reaching the Gangwu Realm. The head of the Ning Family, who is also the current lord of Silvermoon City, has been at the Yuanwu Eighth Layer for over a decade!"
The difficulty of breaking through the Origin Martial Realm shocked Ye Feng. His Meridian was tougher than most, making breakthroughs even more challenging.
"Chen Er, I noticed that the Vital Energy within you seems to be flowing sluggishly. Have you sustained any injuries?" Ye Zhentian suddenly looked at Ye Chen and asked with a frown.
"I, I..." Ye Chen felt embarrassed to mention what had happened on Main Street.
"Well, young people can be hot-headed and prone to conflicts; I can understand that. Here, take this Revitalization Pill. It should help heal your internal injuries!" Ye Zhentian said dismissively.
"Thank you, Grandpa! You're the best!" Ye Chen excitedly hugged Ye Zhentian and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
Ye Feng was well aware of Ye Chen's injuries. He had originally planned to use his spiritual power to help his brother heal when no one was around, but now that they had a Revitalization Pill, it was no longer necessary.
"By the way, Grandpa, Chen Er has something to tell you!" Ye Feng suddenly remembered what he had overheard about the opening of the Silver Moon Secret Realm.
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