C2

"Stop!" No outsiders are allowed to enter! "

At the entrance, two guards coldly shouted with indifferent expressions.

"Hmm? You are. Young Master Ye Xing?! "You're not dead?"

One of the guards immediately opened his eyes wide, obviously's reappearance caused him to be extremely shocked. After all, the latter had already disappeared for close to ten days, and the entire Ye Family thought that the latter was very unlikely to be able to survive.

"What, I didn't die, did it disappoint you? Get out of my way. "

What made the two guards even more surprised was that Ye Xing seemed to have become much more powerful than usual.

Although they were angry, the two guards still did not dare stop Ye Xing. After all, the latter was still the young master of the Ye Family, no matter how 'useless' he was. How could the two of them dare to ride on their master's head?

"Pfft!" "What the hell? He's just a cripple, what's there to be proud of?"

"The Ye Family's parasite!"

Seeing Ye Xing's figure walking further and further away, the two guards cursed in anger.

At this time, Ye Xing who was walking in front slightly paused his footsteps, and then walked back up again. What the two guards did not see, was that the former had a cold expression on his face.

"Trash? Parasite? "Even these two people dare to talk about me like that. It seems like I have no status in the Ye Clan anymore."

Not only did Ye Xing's dantian undergo a change after being reconstituted by the blue sky, even his five senses had become several times sharper than before. He was naturally able to clearly hear the words of the two guards.

The news of Ye Xing's return quickly spread across the entire Ye Family. Some people did not seem to be too interested in Ye Xing, but some of them were like the two guards and felt that losing such a parasite in the Ye Family was definitely a bad thing.

But Ye Xing was still the grandson of the Ye Family Patriarch, so as a direct descendant, he had some status in the Ye Family.

After returning, Ye Xing did not immediately return to his own residence. Instead, he was called to the Ye Family Main Hall by the Ye Family's current steward, Ye Zezheng.

"Ye Xing, where have you been these past few days? If you disappear without a sound, we, as uncles, would all be so anxious, we might even think that something bad has happened to you … "

Ye Zezheng was a good-looking middle-aged man with a thick beard. He was the son of the Ye Family's Second Master, and the so-called Ye Family's Second Master was the younger brother of the Ye Family's Patriarch, Ye Guhong. He was also Ye Xing's second grandfather.

In order to break through the mastery of the Yuanfu Realm realm, Ye Xing's grandfather, Ye Guhong, had already cultivated in seclusion half a month ago. Before that, the former had handed all the major and minor matters of the Ye Family to Ye Zezheng to manage.

Initially, according to the rules, the current head of the Ye Family should be Ye Xing's father, who was the eldest son.

However, in order to find a way for Ye Xing to reform his Dantian, Ye Zetian left the Ye Family more than a year ago.

"Uncle, I accidentally lost my way in the mountains a few days ago, and after a few rounds, I finally found my way back …"

Ye Xing did not have a good impression of his family uncle, and Qingtian's matter was his greatest secret. So naturally, he did not say it out loud.

Fortunately, Ye Zezheng did not pursue the matter any further, and quickly allowed him to leave. What Ye Xing did not notice was that, in the instant he turned around, the former's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of gloominess.

… ….

After leaving the Main Hall, Ye Xing went straight back to his own residence. This was a somewhat simple room, and other than the simple furniture, there were no luxurious accessories that the young masters of the aristocratic families should have.

In the Southern Enlightenment Continent, the strong were respected. This was an everlasting iron law.

The Ye family was the same as well. Those who did not have talent in martial cultivation simply did not have the qualifications to enjoy excellent resources.

Ye Xing from two years ago had an astonishing innate talent. The treatment was the most luxurious for the young generation of the Ye Family, not only did they live in a room decorated with white jade, they could also eat demon beast meat everyday to increase their vitality and cultivation.

However, after he became a "cripple", the treatment he received left him. This iron-like cruel Ye Family rules, even Ye Xing's grandfather, Ye Guhong could not change it.

"What belongs to me, I will take back with my own two hands sooner or later!"

Ye Xing said in his heart with a resolute gaze.

Unknowingly, night had fallen. Ye Xing was cultivating the [Dragon's Transformation] alone in his room, and did not feel the passage of time outside.

Ta ta!

Knock! Knock!

Ye Xing was a little suspicious, who would come to find him at this time? After his cultivation had been crippled, the entire Ye Family treated him as a laughingstock, not to mention taking the initiative to talk to him, it would be good if they did not mock him.

"Young master, you're finally back!" "I thought you..."

Opening the door, Ye Xing saw a grizzled white haired old man in flowery armour. When he saw the former, the old man's muddy eyes became slightly moist on the spot.

"Liang Bo, so it's you."

Ye Xing said in surprise.

The Liang Bo was an old servant who had followed his father for more than ten years. He was loyal and kind and had always been loyal to his family.

Other than his grandfather Ye Guhong, the only other person left in the Ye Family who truly cared about Ye Xing was this Liang Bo.

Liang Bo's face was filled with guilt, as if blaming himself for not taking good care of Ye Xing. The latter used the reason of dealing with Ye Zezheng to persuade him for half a day, making this kind old man feel much better.

"Oh right, young master, you haven't eaten yet right? I'll go to the kitchen and get some food."

Liang Bo had no children, and had watched Ye Xing grow up, so he had long seen the latter as his own grandson. During these two years, Ye Xing's daily life was taken care of by himself.

Liang Bo quickly cleaned up Ye Xing's room, and then rushed to the kitchen. Even if Ye Xing wanted to stop him, he wouldn't be able to, much less after cultivating for a whole day, he was truly hungry.

An hour passed and Liang Bo returned with several meat buns that were carefully wrapped in oilpaper in his arms. The meaty aroma wafted through the air and Ye Xing, who had been starving to death, couldn't help but to gulp down a mouthful of saliva.

"Young master, eat while it's hot."

What was strange was that after he passed the bun to Ye Xing, he did not want Ye Xing to notice anything, so he actually held his own hands back.

"Liang Bo, what happened to your hand?"

Ye Xing and Liang Bo had lived together for so many years, of course he could tell that Liang Bo was acting strangely. He frowned, having a bad premonition.

"No, it's nothing. Young master, you should hurry up and eat."

Liang Bo was honest and loyal, his lies were full of holes, how could he escape from Ye Xing's eyes?

"Show me."

Ye Xing also ignored the obstruction of the Liang Bo, pulling out the latter's hand to take a look, his face immediately became incomparably gloomy, and he suddenly shouted: "Which bastard did this!?"

The back of Liang Bo's hands were covered with bruises and wounds. Faintly visible, there were also some indistinct footprints on the back of his hands. It was possible that the former didn't want Ye Xing to find out, which was why he purposely wiped them off.

However, those shocking wounds and the color of the blood couldn't be wiped away.

"Liang Bo, quickly tell me, which beast bullied you? I will definitely not let him off! "

Ye Xing's face became extremely sinister. Liang Bo was almost seventy years old, and had always been kind to others. He would never take the initiative to provoke others.

The Liang Bo treated him as if he was his own son, and he had never treated the former as a servant, but rather as family.

A terrifying rage started to rise from Ye Xing's chest. He was truly angry this time, he was not even as furious as he was now when he was assassinated a few days ago!

"Young Master, don't ask, you can't beat them. I'm only slightly injured, I'll be fine with some medicine."

Liang Bo had a pleading look on his face, but Ye Xing could tell from the wrinkles on his face that his eyes were slightly twitching and he was experiencing severe pain, which made Ye Xing even angrier!

Under Ye Xing's repeated inquiries, the Liang Bo finally revealed what had happened.

So it turns out that when Liang Bo was going to the kitchen to get food, he coincidentally bumped into Ye Xing's family brothers. Those brothers had coincidentally found out that Ye Xing had returned, and also knew that Liang Bo had definitely come to the kitchen for Ye Xing.

The few of them teamed up with a chef in the kitchen to tease Liang Bo. They purposely threw the meat buns Liang Bo had just taken on the ground, and while Liang Bo was picking them up, they stepped on his hands.

Liang Bo held onto the meat bun tightly as he begged them, but they did not let him go. He even took out a bucket of swill to feed the pigs, saying that as long as Liang Bo gave this bucket of swill to Ye Xing to eat, he would be let go.

Otherwise, if he saw the Liang Bo once, he would beat him up.

Liang Bo was naturally unwilling, and so they beat him up, only then did they let the latter go. During this entire process, the Liang Bo still protected those buns because he wanted to take them back to Ye Xing to eat.

"These bastards!"

The more Ye Xing heard, the angrier he got. An ice-cold feeling was emitted from his body, and the temperature of the entire room seemed to have dropped by quite a bit. Afterwards, he checked on the Liang Bo's injuries and found that there were indeed many invisible wounds under the cover of his clothes.

"Ye Qing, it's you again … When my cultivation has been crippled, you are the happiest. Now, you still want to make life difficult for me? Do you really think I have no temper? "

Ye Xing's expression was cold, his heart was filled with hostility.

Ye Qing was one of Ye Xing's clan brothers in the Ye Clan. When Ye Xing was still a genius, he had followed the latter and flattered his everyday, and at that time, Ye Xing had treated the other party as a good friend and treated him with sincerity.

But the moment Ye Xing became a cripple, he immediately revealed his ugly face. Not only did Ye Xing not hear any words of comfort from him, he even received endless ridicule and contempt. And the news of Ye Xing becoming a cripple was something that Ye Qing was unrestrainedly promoting in the Qingyuan Town.

Humans were always warm.

It was so much so that, over the past two years, Ye Qing had already brought people to humiliate Ye Xing more than once. This time was even more excessive, as it actually involved the innocent Liang Bo as well.

Ye Xing took out the top-notch healing medicine his father left behind before he left and began to carefully treat the Liang Bo. During the process of healing, his face was completely expressionless. But Liang Bo felt that Ye Xing gave off a very scary feeling. He was suspicious in his heart, as he felt that Ye Xing had changed a lot after he came back.

… ….

"Concentrate your attention and transform into a dragon!"

A light sound came out from within his body, the sharp light in Ye Xing's eyes burst forth, his entire body released an invisible wave of Qi, scattering in all directions, blowing up the dust on the ground.

"Peak Body Tempering Stage!"

Ye Xing clenched his fist and felt that his body was filled with immense power, to the point that he could compete with an old cow. That feeling of power was something he had never felt before, not even when he was in stage of qi refinement before.

In less than four days, he had already cultivated to the peak of the Body Tempering stage. However, such a terrifying cultivation speed was still world shocking.

At this rate, he would probably be able to regain his coagulation stage in less than half a year! It had to be known that the disciples of the Ye Family only started practicing martial arts at the age of seven or eight. If they wanted to cultivate to the coagulation stage, they would need at least ten years.

But now, Ye Xing had the confidence to reach the coagulation stage realm in half a year! If those Ye Clan disciples heard this, they would probably think that the former was crazy.

Ye Xing had wasted two years of time, but the others had been training hard all along, so he needed to train even more.

Currently, the majority of the Ye Family's younger generation's cultivation was in meridian opening stage, and there was no lack of people with overflowing talent among them, who had long since broken through the body refining coagulation stage.

Among them, the shining star was Ye Zezheng's son, the grandson of the Ye Clan's Second Master, Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's talent was outstanding since he was young, and was highly expected by the Ye Family's elders. Although he was two years older than Ye Xing, his talent wasn't any lower than the latter.

Two years ago, Ye Xing was fourteen years old, and had profound strength. The two of them looked to be standing side by side, but anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see that the young Ye Xing had an obviously higher innate talent than the young one, and was firmly suppressing the latter.

However, ever since Ye Xing had been crippled, Ye Feng had unquestionably become the strongest person in the Ye Family's younger generation! Now, his cultivation had reached the peak of the spiritual building period, directly chasing after the experts of the older generation!