Chapter 118
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Under the intense gaze of the elder, Wei Zheming dared not even catch his breath.
“Su Qing!”
The former patriarch of the Su family, Su Qing, had long since stepped down from his official duties. However, he remained the soul of the Su family, a true powerhouse in the Yuanfu realm, and one of the strongest beings in the Liushan Prefecture. His presence alone commanded awe and respect.
At that moment, Su Qing surveyed the ancestral hall, his eyes shifting between Wei Zheming and the couple, Su Yin. “The Wei family was nurtured and supported by our Su family. Now that the next patriarch has been killed, if I do not make an appearance to intimidate the Qin, Yun, and Wang families, they will surely start scheming against your Wei family.”
“Tomorrow is the recruitment day for the Qingyun Academy. I will make an appearance there as a show of force,” Su Qing continued. “Moreover, I have heard that experts from the Qin clan in the Imperial Capital have arrived, harboring designs on the Ye family?”
Wei Zheming, under the watchful eye of his father-in-law, was sweating profusely and quickly nodded in agreement.
“So, tonight, I plan to have Yuan’er and the others take action early. First, to annihilate the Ye family as a form of revenge for your Wei family. Second, if there are truly any valuable treasures left within the Ye family, they rightfully belong to the Wei and Su families. We cannot let the Qin family profit from them.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” Wei Zheming hastily replied. “Father’s plan is well-considered. I am in awe, truly in awe.”
In reality, Wei Zheming was acutely aware that the so-called revenge was nothing but a facade. His father-in-law was truly interested in the potential treasures that might remain within the Ye family.
That night, within the city of Liuyue, many prodigies from surrounding city clans had gathered, eager and restless, preparing for the trials of the next day. The Qin, Wang, Wei, and Yun families, each harbored their own schemes and intentions…
Outside the Ye family residence in Liuyue City.
The current Ye family mansion was already located in a secluded area. In the deep silence of the night, there were hardly any people around.
Inside the Ye residence.
Ye Feifei had begun her cultivation under the guidance of Xiao Yuan, working with great diligence. Xu Qiuyuan had remained within the Ye residence for several days, not leaving even for a moment. He was learning to condense spiritual patterns while also keeping an eye out to prevent the major clans from making a move against the Ye family. Ye Qingfeng had also embarked on his path of cultivation once again.
Liu Yuemei, under the soft glow of the candlelight, was making new clothes for her two children. Although she could have had servants do it, she believed that clothes made by her own hands would be the most comfortable for her children.
At that moment, in the courtyard, Ye Feifei, following Xiao Yuan’s instructions, stretched out her arms with two stone weights resting on her wrists, holding them up in place. Xu Qiuyuan walked out of the courtyard and sat by the stone table, watching as Ye Feifei’s face turned red from the effort. He couldn’t help but chuckle, “Xiao Yuan, if Ye Wushuang knew you were tormenting his sister like this, he’d probably beat you to a pulp.”
Xiao Yuan, standing nearby, replied coldly, “Cultivation is just like this.”
“Humph!”
Xu Qiuyuan chose to ignore him. Cultivation was indeed tough, but Ye Wushuang would never stand to see his sister suffer.
Ye Feifei, drenched in sweat, said, “Brother Qiuyuan, stop talking.” “My brother is working so hard to revive our clan all by himself. I need to share his burden. If I want to become strong, this is what I must do!”
“Alright, alright, no good deed goes unpunished. I’ll keep my mouth shut,” Xu Qiuyuan said, picking up his teacup and taking a sip. He smiled and asked, “Feifei, did your brother used to train like this too?”
Ye Feifei seemed to recall the scenes of Ye Wushuang’s hard training through the nights in recent years. Her face dimmed as she slowly nodded. Her brother had sacrificed so much for their family, and she needed to take up her own responsibilities.
At that very moment, Xu Qiuyuan’s expression suddenly changed. In an instant, he stood up, his usual languid demeanor replaced by alertness as he looked towards the outside of the Ye residence.
“What’s wrong?” Ye Feifei asked, putting down the stone weights. “Has my brother come back?”
At that moment, the figure of Old Crane silently appeared. He looked towards the courtyard and then at Xu Qiuyuan, saying, “Young Master Xu, please take good care of the madam and the young miss.”
“Mm.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Feifei’s expression changed dramatically.
