After a while, an old man finally walked out of the inner chamber. Seeing the old man co out, Yin Tangfeng hurriedly approached and impatiently asked, "How is Elder Xue’s child?"
This was Elder Xue Wei, who chuckled softly and shook his head gently. The young one had a head injury. After taking dicine from White Cloud Mountain for a few days, he has recovered. There’s no need for the five elders to worry too much!"
Hearing this response, Yin Tangfeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, looking a bit more relaxed.
Seeing his youngest son smile, he said to Elder Xue, "With Elder Xue’s assurance, I can be at ease! We are very grateful to Elder Xue today!"
Elder Xue smiled and waved his hand, "The five elders are too courteous!"
Then, he picked up a dicine box, gently cupped his hand towards Yin Tangfeng, and turned to leave.
"Quick! See Elder Xue out for !" Yin Tangfeng instructed while taking a sip, imdiately gesturing to a disciple at the door to escort Elder Xue out.
After a mont, Yin Tangfeng appeared beside the bed of Yin Wuhu.
Yin Tangfeng looked at the child with bandages around their head and glanced at their eyes once more.
At this mont, Yin Wuhuan opened his eyes. Seeing his father looking at him with concern, Yin Wuhuan felt a mixture of sha and anger.
"Father, I..."
Yin Wuhuan just opened his mouth when Yin Tangfeng held his head and said, "Don’t worry, my child. Whoever dared to attack you will live to regret it. Your revenge, I will help you fulfill!"
Listening to these words, Yin Wuhuan slowly nodded. His eyes filled with emotion, feeling perhaps he was most loved by his father.
As they spoke, the window curtains of the outer room swept open, and suddenly a boy about ten years old walked in.
This boy was seven feet tall, dressed in green robes, with long eyebrows slanting upwards into his temples, carrying a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle’s, radiating anger. Although he appeared indifferent, there was pride etched in his bones.
At a glance, this boy resembled Yin Wuhuan. Apart from being slightly taller and more mature than Yin Wuhuan, they did not differ much otherwise.
It turned out this boy was Yin Wuhu’s older brother, Yin Jing.
Yin Jing entered the room, imdiately turning his eyes to where Yin Wuhuan lay on the bed. He looked up and asked Yin Tangfeng, "Father, how is my brother now?"
Yin Tangfeng shook his head, "Not a major problem. Elder Xue gave him dicine from White Cloud Mountain. He’ll be fine in a few days."
Wen Yan slowly nodded, quietly. After so ti, his eyes turned cold, "Do you know who did this?"
Yin Tangfeng hesitated slightly, then replied with a cold and angry voice, "It was that arrogant Ao Cangsheng!"
Upon hearing the ntion of "arrogant Ao Cangsheng," a look of disbelief appeared on Yin Jing’s face. He furrowed his brows and couldn’t help but say, "How could it be him? Isn’t he a useless one?"
Yin Tangfeng clenched his fists and said with a sense of helplessness, "The child was ambushed!"
"No wonder!" Yin Jing nodded with understanding, then his gaze turned cold as his face showed anger. "Father, I want to thrash him and avenge my brother!"
Then, Yin Jing stood up, preparing to head out with one foot.
"Co back!" Yin Tangfeng said coldly, his tone serious.
At these commanding words, Yin Jing stopped. He turned, looking at Yin Tangfeng in surprise and doubt, "Father, what’s the matter?"
Yin Tangfeng snorted coldly, visibly displeased, and said, "That useless piece of garbage isn’t even worth your effort."
Saying so, Yin Jing’s thoughts cleared up as he remained silent. After a long pause, he said, "I’d kill him to avenge my brother!"
Hearing this, Yin Tangfeng’s expression darkened. Yin Tangfeng’s icy voice said, "According to our family rules, if a brother is inferior, he cannot speak lightly of the elder son. Even if he’s an ordinary disciple, killing him would incur punishnt."
"Do you think killing him now and waiting for the Elder Council’s decision on your execution is worth it?"
"Father, what do you an? Are you not going to give your son justice?" Yin Jing asked, feeling repressed and language-free, showing his frustration.
Yin Tangfeng chuckled coldly, yet unexpectedly his tone cald, "Letting him go would be too cheap! The key is, releasing him this ti. Next ti, it will only be worse for him!"
"What do you an by...?" Yin Jing asked as he looked at Yin Tangfeng’s confident deanor.
"Everything is best decided by your head, not your heart," Yin Tangfeng said.
After saying that, Yin Tangfeng’s eyes imdiately closed, like a clever fox waiting to seize an opportunity.
"Today, I went to the Elder Council’s palace. Do you know what I discussed with the elders?"
Yin Tangfeng said to Yin Xiaosheng.
Contemplating this matter, it beca clear that no one in Yin Mansion wanted to enter the Dragon Tower, yet the rules of the sect’s sacrifice were not abolished. Reluctantly, after high-level deliberation in the Yin family, it was decided to draw lots to choose a candidate to enter the Dragon Tower.
Thus, the legacy of the sacrifices in Yin Mansion, which had lasted nearly a hundred years, had co to this point.
Comprehending Yin Tangfeng’s aning, Yin Xiaosheng unconsciously developed a bit more respect for his old father, like the saying, ’Older ginger is spicier!’
The clan’s decade-long sacrifice was approaching. During this period, many young masters were worried. Although it may not be them, if luck wasn’t on their side, their lives could be forfeit.
Even the talented Yin Fu Da, excellent in all aspects like Yin Wusheng, faced this ordeal with no certainty of safety!
Since there was now soone to stop the unjust for him, Yin naturally sought consolation in his mind!
Celebrating for a bit, Yin Xiaosheng asked, "Father, how do you plan to handle this matter?"
Yin Tangfeng deliberately smiled proudly, "First, I had an idea to turn Ao Cangsheng’s trash into a dead man’s ghost, but I couldn’t do it."
Now that he has erged, it solves many troubles. It’s not too late. I’ll settle this matter with the elders."
Yin Jing, hearing this, said, "Father, I’ll leave now. Brother, I will co to see you again!"
Yin Tangfeng nodded, adjusted his clothing, and then took great strides out of the house.
On the other hand, Ao Cangsheng had been practicing for three hours. The crystal in his palm was thoroughly refined, yet he still could not feel its presence.
Apart from the Qi of heaven and earth, the Qi of the universe, and even the Qi of all things, there was almost no change in Ao Cangsheng’s cultivation.
Ao Cangsheng took a deep breath, slowly opening his eyes. Looking at the two remaining garden scenes around him, Ao Cangsheng couldn’t help but smile, "We’ll practice here today, and use up the remaining two tomorrow!"
After that, he reached out his hand and put the two crystals into his arms.
Strangely enough, he neither felt the eyes of heaven and earth, nor opened the Life Palace. Ao Cangsheng was not surprised, as this situation had persisted for years, and he had long since stopped feeling astonished.
The only thing he knew was to practice harder and feel the world. Besides that, he seed to have no other ans.
Yet, unbeknownst to Ao Cangsheng, while he was devotedly cultivating, a secret plot against him was quietly unfolding.
Failing to feel the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, Ao Cangsheng was not disturbed. He rose and went to the Yin Mansion Martial Arts Hall, honing his physical strength.
In cold water, at the stove, under the puppet, against the iron sand wall...Ao Cangsheng attacked ti and again, fearing the fight, but then rose every ti after being knocked down, continuing his hard training day after day.
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