After separating from the beaming Ye Zii, Ye Chen still seed slightly dazed, as if the virgin fragrance of Ye Zii still lingered on him, comforting his spirit.
He touched his nose and didn’t expect that there were still girls who liked him, especially the most beautiful and talented young lady of the family. He just didn’t know what those among his clansn who harbored animosity towards him, especially those young n who had always cherished Ye Zii, would think once they found out.
They probably had the urge to kill him.
Ye Chen chuckled and walked into the vast courtyard where his parents lived, a picture of luxury, with artificial mountains and flowing water, bridges and pavilions, red bricks, and green tiles, carved railings, and jade molding—only sothing a true noble could possess.
In the entire Luofeng City, probably only the three major families had the ans to build such lavish gardens and pavilions.
Of course, within the entire Ye Family, only Ye Ao, the Family Head, had the privilege of residing in such a courtyard.
Ye Chen tidied his sowhat disheveled clothes and strode into the courtyard. Along the way, various maids and servants respectfully greeted him as young master, without a trace of disdain.
Those servants who could enter this courtyard were all loyal subordinates carefully selected by Ye Ao and Xia Wei. Ye Chen smiled and nodded in response to each one, devoid of the arrogance typical of sons of major household families, which made them feel even more fond of him, despite so helplessness.
Although the young master had a kind nature and was warm enough, it was a bit of a pity.
Turning from such an astonishingly talented genius into a laughingstock of a generation, it pained them to see his smile, but fortunately, he had protective parents.
In the main hall, before Ye Chen had fully walked in, his mother Xia Wei ca out with eager parental concern, rushing over and grasping Ye Chen’s hand, her smile blossoming as she said, "Chen’er, you’ve finally finished your seclusion. Were you worried about your mother?"
Ye Chen touched his forehead sowhat helplessly, "Mother, it was just a retreat, not traveling abroad for training, fighting, and battling. There’s nothing to be worried about."
"How can I not worry when you, this boy, seclude yourself for four months at a ti, without stepping out in the anti?" Xia Wei raised her eyebrows and forcefully patted his forehead with her jade hand, lecturing him, which left Ye Chen very helpless.
After all, he had lived two lives, with his previous one being that of a Supre Genius, commanding unparalleled majesty, honored throughout the land. Who in the world would dare to slap his forehead like that, unless they desired death? Only close friends and relatives dared to do so.
Xia Wei’s actions reminded him of various people and events from his previous life, filling him with nostalgia and a montary daze, finally leading him to sigh softly, at a loss for words...
"You little rascal, just sixteen and sighing all day like an old man," Xia Wei reprimanded him again with a slap to his forehead, leaving Ye Chen utterly speechless.
Please, adding up his past and present lives, he was indeed old enough to be soone else’s grandfather or even great-grandfather.
But facing his mother in this life, Xia Wei, he had no recourse.
At this ti, Ye Ao also strode out, equally delighted to know that Ye Chen had finished his seclusion. A smile appeared on his stern face, but after scrutinizing Ye Chen thoroughly, his expression shifted from joy to astonishnt, and he stared blankly as he asked, "Chen’er, have you made a breakthrough?"
"Mm," Ye Chen nodded.
"To the Sixth Level?" Ye Ao’s voice suddenly trembled as he asked.
Ye Chen nodded in acknowledgnt. In reality, he had already surpassed the Sixth Level, but he didn’t want to shock the world too much, so he concealed his aura, pretending to only have reached the Acquired Sixth Realm.
With his abilities, it was impossible for even Ye Ao to see through his disguise.
Yet Ye Ao was completely flabbergasted.
Advancing from the Acquired Third Realm to the Sixth Level in rely four months, such a terrifying rate of cultivation was a bit too demonic, wasn’t it?
Although he had broken through to the Innate at the age of thirteen in the past, it didn’t seem as monstrous as now.
What kind of seclusion did he practice over these four months?
Xia Wei was equally shocked, and even though she wasn’t a super expert, she knew how difficult it was to advance three levels in four months. But now, her own beloved son had confird he had reached that point, leaving her quite astonished and incredulous.
"Is this true?" Xia Wei still couldn’t quite believe it.
"Mm!"
Ye Chen nodded reluctantly, yet the eyes of his parents shone with sudden brilliance.
Breaking through three layers in four months, did this not signify that Ye Chen might have the hope of reaching the eighth level from the Acquired Third Realm within nine months?
Ye Ao and Xia Wei inevitably began to look forward with expectation.
In the great hall, the young maid Huan’er was also present, and after bringing over so green tea, she instantly scurried over upon seeing Ye Chen’s arrival, revealing two frighteningly cute dimples as she crisply said, "Young Master, you’ve finally left seclusion."
Ye Chen habitually pinched the young maid’s tender cheeks and chuckled, "What’s the matter? Have you missed your young master so much after not seeing for four months?"
Huan’er’s face flushed red, and she quickly stepped back, huffily swinging her little fists, "Young Master, you’re so bad."
After teasing the young maid, Ye Chen laughed heartily, feeling even better, and then he resud talking with his parents. Midway through, he could no longer hold back and started asking, "Dad, have there been any impressive figures in the Ye Family’s ancestry?"
This matter concerned his Innate Saint Body. It was possible that there once existed an invincible Combat Saint among the Ye Family’s ancestors, who left behind the Holy Body Bloodline.
Although this possibility was nearly impossible—since the Combat Saint Blood only existed in the current Saints and future generations could not possess the Holy Body Bloodline, and this did not fit with the Ye Family’s current situation—this was still the most reasonable explanation.
Ye Ao was taken aback, not expecting Ye Chen to ask such a question. After musing for a mont, he then shook his head, "There shouldn’t have been. According to the family records, our most distant ancestor can be traced back three thousand years, which was also when Xiafeng Country had just been established. But three Martial God Realm individuals who made our family na renowned across the lands have appeared in our family’s history, having once led the family to a ti of brilliance and prominence, although we’ve started to decline in our generation."
Upon hearing this, Ye Chen felt sowhat disappointed. Could the Holy Body Bloodline in his own body really have erged out of nowhere?
Although that possibility wasn’t impossible—like many strong and special constitutions, the first generation of which was born of the Innate, while his parents were rely mortals.
But Ye Chen was not sure, trying to find clues from the Ye Family’s ancestors.
"However, according to so records on the family register, our Ye Family might not have been residents of the Tiandu Continent during the Ancient Era, but originated from beyond the continent. Of course, this is just a guess by our ancestors about even older tis, with no correct judgnt yet." Suddenly, Ye Ao added another piece of information.
From beyond the continent?
Ye Chen’s eyes blazed with increased fervor. In this way, the origin of his Innate Saint Body might indeed be related to his ancestors.
This was worth investigating further.
"Chen’er, your coming of age ceremony is next month, you understand what that ans, right?" Ye Ao suddenly said.
Ye Chen nodded, he naturally understood. Within the family, the Family Head’s position could usually be inherited by the next generation, which was the most prioritized right of succession.
However, others could also issue a challenge, and if successful, the position of Family Head would fall into their hands.
"If you do not wish to beco the Family Head, you can tell , and I will announce it on your behalf when the ti cos," Ye Ao patted his shoulder, smiling benevolently and affectionately.
Ye Chen felt a twinge in his nose, fully aware of his father’s care for him.
Although he had made great progress in his cultivation recently, his Acquired Sixth Realm cultivation was still insufficient in comparison. There were many talented youths in this generation of the family, with several at the Seventh and Eighth Levels, and even one at the Ninth Layer, who was none other than Ye Zhengyang.
Ye Ao knew that at the coming of age ceremony, the grandsons of the three elders would certainly not give up the chance to inherit the position of Family Head, especially the grandson of the Great Elder, Ye Zhengyang, who was the top figure among the younger generation of the entire family.
He also knew that Ye Chen had had a dispute with Ye Zhengyang a few months back in the Salary Hall and that his own relationship with the three elders had never been very good. He worried that they would use the ceremony as an opportunity to act against Ye Chen.
Therefore, Ye Ao did not want any harm to co to Ye Chen and chose to indirectly persuade him to step back.
But Ye Chen shook his head, "Dad, don’t worry, I understand the stakes, and I won’t act rashly."
"And besides, the position of Family Head is naturally a matter of father-to-son inheritance, it’s only right, and it cannot possibly fall into the hands of others."
"If anyone dares to covet the position of Family Head, I wouldn’t mind giving them a lesson they will never forget."
By the end of his speech, Ye Chen’s gaze had turned cold and icy, piercing to the bone.
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