Ye Yang’s face darkened.
Dongfang Wudao had actually come in person. Could it be…
The three elders cupped their fists and greeted, “Greetings, Divine Son.”
“Uncles, no need for formality,” Dongfang Wudao replied with a voice like a spring breeze.
Dongfang Qingxin came to her senses and bowed as well.
“Sister Qingxin, no need for courtesy,” Dongfang Wudao said, then walked over to Shen Qingqiu.
Shen Qingqiu lifted her head and looked at Dongfang Wudao. Their gazes met. Her face flushed red, revealing a hint of awkwardness.
Originally, she only wanted to use her injuries to make Qingxin send a message to the Dongfang Family. Once their powerhouses arrived, they could pressure the Ye Family to retreat, and she could take the opportunity to kill the projection hidden in Zhou Shian’s ring. This incident also made Shen Qingqiu realize—without a powerhouse backing her, she was helpless. It seemed she’d have to rely on the system more in the future.
Dongfang Wudao reached out and gently caressed Shen Qingqiu’s cheek. Her cheeks and even her ears turned red instantly.
He lightly wiped the blood from the corner of her lips. Then he took her hand and channeled a surge of vitality into her.
Shen Qingqiu was stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief.
[Wow wow wow! Little Master, is Dongfang Wudao falling for you? He just gave you his own life force to heal your wounds!]
[Oh my god, this is too sweet!]
“Idiot, shut up. Stop squealing. If all this wasn’t part of his scheme, I’d never believe it,” Shen Qingqiu said inwardly.
[True. Dongfang Wudao is supposed to be emotionless.]
Dongfang Wudao gently lifted Shen Qingqiu and placed her on Chenghuang’s back. He turned around, his face still wearing a gentle smile.
Everyone in the grand hall felt a chill in their hearts upon seeing his expression.
The three elders swallowed hard, their scalps tingling. Everyone said the Dongfang Family elders were the schemers, but now… it felt like Dongfang Wudao was the blackest of them all.
White hair, white robes, but a heart darker than anyone. A wolf in sheep’s clothing?
Pah! What are we thinking?
“Who did this?” Dongfang Wudao asked calmly.
But the hall turned frigid like winter.
“Divine Son, he made the move, likely at her command,” the Ninth Elder said, pointing to Ye Qingxian’s guardian.
One had to admit—Dongfang Family members understood each other best. They were clearly trying to escalate this.
“Kill him,” Dongfang Wudao ordered.
Immediately, Ye Qingxian’s guardian turned to ash and vanished.
The Ninth Elder smiled kindly at Ye Yang, even licking his lips slightly, clearly itching to move.
“Divine Son Dongfang, after all, this was just a squabble among juniors. Our Ye Family will compensate for the losses,” Ye Yang quickly said.
But upon seeing Dongfang Wudao’s sudden appearance, and his attitude toward Shen Qingqiu, Ye Yang knew—it had escalated beyond control.
Dongfang Wudao ignored him and walked straight up to Ye Qingxian.
“Take your own life.”
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Ye Qingxian clenched her fists, staring at Dongfang Wudao.
Behind her, Zhou Shian was about to speak—
Boom!
A streak of sword intent shot out and pierced Zhou Shian’s mouth, nailing him directly to the wall.
“Mmm… Mmmph…”
Ye Qingxian looked on in horror.
“Dongfang Wudao! Xian’er is the Ye Family’s little princess. If she must die, it will only be over my dead body!” Ye Yang shouted.
“Very well. I’ll fulfill that wish,” Dongfang Wudao replied.
Ye Yang’s pupils shrank.
Before he could react, a figure stepped out of the void. A palm landed atop Ye Yang’s head, eyes filled with apathy.
“Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.”
With those words, Ye Yang’s body dissolved and scattered.
[Ye Yang has died. Chosen One Zhou Shian’s Fortune Value -150,000. Host gains Reversal Value +105,000.]
Everyone in the grand hall felt icy fear flood their bones.
Ye Qingxian hadn’t even recovered from her father’s death.
Suddenly, a vortex appeared next to Zhou Shian—and he vanished without a trace.
The figure who had killed Ye Yang remained expressionless, ready to strike again. But upon seeing Dongfang Wudao’s gaze, he silently retreated into the void.
“How arrogant, Dongfang Family!” a cold voice shouted from the void. A massive hand reached out, seizing Ye Qingxian and vanishing with her.
The Zhou Family was left in dead silence.
Dongfang Wudao acted as if nothing had happened.
He mounted Chenghuang again. Shen Qingqiu lay in his arms, her cheeks still flushed.
“Let’s go.”
Chenghuang tore through the void and disappeared.
With Dongfang Wudao’s departure, the entire Zhou Family was wiped from existence.
…
Meanwhile, back in the Ye Family’s grand hall, an elderly figure appeared, his face grave.
Ye Qingxian looked at Ye Wentian, eyes turning red as she began to cry.
At that moment, a woman in palace attire arrived, her face calm and expressionless.
“Mother,” Ye Qingxian called.
Feng Xiaoxiao walked up to her.
Ye Qingxian was knocked to the ground. A bright red palm print bloomed on her pale cheek.
She looked at her mother in disbelief.
This was the first time her mother had ever hit her.
“Don’t blame your mother. You lost your father, she lost her husband, and I lost a son,” Ye Wentian said.
“Why didn’t you return when we told you to?”
“I… I…”
“This is the price of your willfulness.”
“That Zhou Shian clearly had the means to escape. Why did he wait until things were uncontrollable? He’s a schemer through and through.”
“This whole mess started with him. If he’d left earlier, your guardian wouldn’t have died. Your father wouldn’t have died either.”
Ye Qingxian’s face darkened. She, too, was shocked that Zhou Shian had been able to flee. And her father died because of it. Her heart twisted in discomfort.
“That aura… I’ve seen it before, but I can’t remember when. I’ll investigate.”
“But the Ye Family still has an old ancestor from the Zhou Family’s side. Let them handle this incident.”
“You focus on cultivating within the clan.”
Ye Wentian had made arrangements.
Ye Qingxian hesitated, then stood up solemnly.
“Grandfather, I want to enter the family’s forbidden grounds. I want to personally kill Dongfang Wudao.”
Ye Wentian and Feng Xiaoxiao’s expressions shifted.
“Do you know what the family’s forbidden grounds represent?”
“Grandfather, Mother—this is my choice.”
Feng Xiaoxiao wanted to speak, but Ye Wentian stopped her after some thought.
“Let her go. This era is one of golden destiny. There’s no escape.”
“That boy from the Dongfang Family isn’t simple. When he came earlier, I couldn’t see through him either.”
“Grandfather, Dongfang Wudao’s woman is already at the Divine Sea Realm. Dongfang Wudao is even stronger.”
“What?”
The two of them exclaimed in shock.
“That means Dongfang Wudao is already at the Perfected Divine Extreme Realm. No wonder he holds the position of Divine Son of the Dongfang Family.”
“No wonder you wish to enter the forbidden grounds.”
“Someone will guide you there. Xiaoxiao, inform the Feng Family and see their stance.”
“I’ll visit the ancestral ground.”