Chapter 0002: Ye Chen's Fury

In the Ye family hall, the older generation of the Ye family wore grim expressions, while the younger generation was engaged in lively discussions.

Inside the room, Nan'er trembled slightly, clearly fearful of the owner of the voice. Ye Chen got out of bed and walked towards the door, his expression calm and unperturbed.

Young master, hurry and leave

Hmph! The young man in the blue brocade attire let out a cold snort but said nothing further before turning and leaving

The young man in a blue brocade robe exited the Ye family's hall, following a winding dirt path, and eventually arrived at the small courtyard where Ye Chen resided. He barged in directly, standing in the courtyard and shouting, "Ye Chen, cousin has come to see you, haha!" His tone carried no hint of concern, but rather mockery and arrogance.

Ye Qing was like a furious beast, sent flying by a knee strike from the worthless scum he despised in his heart, losing two of his front teeth, causing his body to twitch uncontrollably. He retaliated with a punch, the wind from his fist howling, and with a loud bang, it created a sonic boom.

"Isn't my uncle's useless son missing for half a year? How could he suddenly appear at the doorstep?" A young man, dressed in a blue brocade robe and around fifteen or sixteen years old, said, a flicker of hatred flashing in his eyes. He reached up to touch the mark on his neck, a scar he would never forget, left by his uncle's useless son, Ye Chen, ten years ago.

Nan'er shivered slightly, looking at the soon-to-be-furious Ye Qing. Gritting her teeth, she straightened her small frame and stepped forward, for she knew that if she did not allow Ye Qing to vent his anger, he would surely find a way to deal with her young master, Ye Chen. Without a second thought, she walked over to let Ye Qing release his frustration, hoping that this would temporarily spare Ye Chen from any difficulties.

Ye Wentian watched Ye Qing's departing figure, remaining motionless for a long time. Ye Qing's mention of *Tu* reminded him of many nearly forgotten past events. After a considerable time, Ye Wentian's gaze finally returned to calmness, and he said softly: "Chen'er, go back to your room and rest well. Nan'er, come with me."

Ye Chen kept everything in his heart; how could he not understand Nan Er's thoughts? The little girl was clearly terrified of Ye Qing, yet she resolutely walked over. This moved him deeply and filled him with affection.

Ye Wentie emerged from the wall gate of another small courtyard, his expression calm yet imbued with a sharp intensity, which startled Ye Qing into a shiver, causing him to lower his head and refrain from speaking

A sharp sound of something slicing through the air suddenly rang out, and Ye Qing's leg, which was about to strike Ye Chen's chest, abruptly retracted. At that moment, with a loud "pop," a pine nut fell to the ground, while Ye Qing's leg hung limply, as if it had lost all strength. His mouth twitched, his face contorted in pain, yet he did not dare to make another move.

After speaking, Ye Chen tugged at the somewhat dazed Nan'er, who then finally reacted. It was evident from Ye Chen's eyes that he was filled with surprise and his expression was somewhat excited. Clearly, she also greatly hoped to see Ye Qing's expression of defeat, and now it had finally come to pass. However, in the next moment, she began to worry about her young master again. Ye Qing would surely be furious and humiliated; he had come to cause trouble, and after being humiliated, how could he possibly swallow this anger

Ye Chen stopped and turned to look at him, wearing a smile that he believed to be friendly and approachable, and said: "Cousin, do you have any other matters? I am quite tired and need to rest." As he spoke, he also stretched his back.

Ye Qing, you are seeking death

You bastard, go die

Yes, my lord

Oh. Ye Chen had a look of understanding, stroked his chin, and said: "Since my cousin enjoys the scenery of the small courtyard, I cannot be stingy with the books. Cousin, please feel free to appreciate them; I shall take my leave. Nan'er, let us go inside."

Nan'er snapped back to reality from this scene, seeing Ye Qing rise from the ground with an incredibly ferocious expression. In a moment of panic, she quickly shielded Ye Chen with her frail body, urging him to leave at once

"It is!" Ye Qingwei said, dragging her leg, lowering her head, and turning to leave, her eyes filled with resentment and malice

Ye Qing had no outlet for his anger; he could not discipline Ye Chen here, but he could beat a girl.

"Ambitious and bold? A good thing, indeed, very nourishing!" Ye Chen said with a smile, his face filled with longing, and he even licked his lips. Then he turned to the pale-faced Ye Qing and said, "However, I have never tasted that thing. I must say, my cousin is right; I invite you to leave, as this place is too humble to accommodate someone as esteemed as you"

Every time Ye Chen sees Ye Wentian, he experiences a complex feeling. This father, whom he has called in his dreams for over twenty years, always appears as a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, never growing up. His character is weak, and he is unable to cultivate. However, Ye Chen can sense the paternal love that Ye Wentian deeply harbors in his heart. He wants to call out "father," but the words never come out, feeling awkward no matter how he tries.

Ye Qing's expression changed suddenly; he did not expect Ye Chen to transform as if he had become a different person, shedding his usual weakness. A glimmer of cold light flashed in his eyes, "You want to drive me away? Have you eaten the heart of a lion and the courage of a leopard?"

The old monk said that this mark has always existed naturally. For over twenty years, Ye Chen had not noticed anything special about it and regarded it as a birthmark. However, just a moment ago, at the instant he unleashed all his strength to strike Ye Qing, this mark unexpectedly emitted a wave of heat, and pure streams of energy flowed into his limbs and bones, as well as the eight extraordinary meridians. Consequently, the shoulder that was grazed by Ye Qing's fist quickly lost its sensation. Just a moment ago, at the instant he unleashed all his strength to strike Ye Qing, this mark unexpectedly emitted a wave of heat, and pure streams of energy flowed into his limbs and bones, as well as the eight extraordinary meridians. Consequently, the shoulder that was grazed by Ye Qing's fist quickly lost its sensation.

Stop! Ye Qing shouted angrily

Why aren't you leaving yet?

Ye Chen's expression was calm as he coldly stared at Ye Qing. At this moment, he was truly angry. He pulled Nan'er behind him, his muscles tensing up, and his fingers cracked with a sound. Although he had lost his true energy and was not a match for Ye Qing, it did not mean that he was afraid of him.

Ye Chen rubbed his temples, walked into the room, casually locked the door behind him, and then opened his shirt, revealing a mark on his chest that resembled neither a flower nor a leaf.

Ye Chen was somewhat surprised. This strike was a culmination of all his strength. Although he had lost his true energy, this explosive blow still possessed several hundred pounds of force, yet it surprisingly did not shatter Ye Qing's jawbone. This indicated that Ye Qing's physical body was quite formidable. Had he not been caught off guard by the sudden attack, Ye Qing would definitely have been able to evade this blow.

Nan'er obediently nodded, gently pushed Ye Chen, signaling him to go inside and rest, and then followed Ye Wentian as they left

Ye Chen's pupils constricted as he could clearly feel the power contained in this punch, which was absolutely beyond what he could withstand without his vital energy. He immediately pulled Nan'er and dodged to the side, the fist grazing past him, followed by a wave of intense pain, as if his shoulder were about to dislocate

Although this courtyard is where you and your second uncle reside, it is also the territory of the Ye family. As a direct descendant of the Ye family, I can go wherever I please. What right do you have to tell me to leave, just because you are a useless person? You have brought great shame to the family. This time, consider yourself lucky that you did not die outside

Whoosh

Ye Qing threw a punch into the air, then lifted his leg to deliver a sweeping kick. The gust of wind rushed in, prompting Ye Chen to push Nan Er aside. He and Tu Shu successfully evaded the fierce kick with a bridge maneuver, but the force of the wind still stung their faces.

However, this smile appeared so disgusting and repulsive in Ye Qing's eyes. He was furious, and since he could not act against Ye Chen here, he would definitely rush up and beat him to a pulp.

Nan'er, you shameless servant, come here!

"Nan'er, it's fine, step aside!" Ye Chen pulled Nan'er behind him, opened the door, and immediately saw Ye Qing standing in the courtyard with an arrogant demeanor. He said lightly, "Thank you for your concern, cousin. I need to rest. If you have nothing else, you may leave."

A glint of fierce light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. The images from the dream resurfaced in his mind: Ye Qing, his cousin, with one foot firmly planted on his chest, a face full of sneers, and eyes brimming with unutterable disdain and contempt, ruthlessly humiliating him.

"Hmph! Such a worthless person actually hasn't died outside, living to bring shame to our Ye family," said a young man dressed in white coldly. His appearance was handsome, with an unmistakable air of arrogance between his brows, and his eyes carried deep disdain and disgust.

Ye Qing was unexpectedly struck and flew three meters away, blood and a front tooth spraying from his mouth. With a thud, he hit the ground, feeling as if the world was spinning. His head suffered a violent jolt, making it difficult for him to get up for a moment

"You! Useless trash, how dare you lay a hand on me? I will kill you!" Ye Qing completely lost control. He had always been arrogant and self-important, bullying Ye Chen as if it were a daily routine. Now, being knocked to the ground by someone he had always looked down upon, he could not endure such humiliation. Even in this small courtyard, he was determined to act recklessly, his face twisted in rage, as if he wanted to tear Ye Chen into pieces.

The young man in white caught a glimpse of the woman in red from the corner of his eye, carrying a hint of provocation

Ye Chen was furious, absolutely refusing to allow anyone to harm a single hair on Nan'er. Like a cheetah that had been poised to strike, he dashed forward with a whoosh, covering the five-meter distance in an instant. His right leg bent, and with a crack, it struck against Ye Qing's jaw.

"Bitch!" As Nan'er was about to approach Ye Qing, Ye Qing raised his hand and delivered a slap. With a cultivation level of the fifth stage of the Body Refinement Realm, this slap created a gust of wind. Ye Chen could distinctly feel the air around Ye Qing's hand moving as he swung it down, indicating that he was using all his strength. Indeed, he was ruthless; if this slap landed, Nan'er's delicate face would likely be shattered. Ye Chen could distinctly feel the air around Ye Qing's hand moving as he swung it down, indicating that he was using all his strength. Indeed, he was ruthless; if this slap landed, Nan'er's delicate face would likely be shattered.

Taking advantage of Ye Chen's posture, which was almost贴地, a fierce glint flashed in Ye Qing's eyes. Before that leg even touched the ground, it was raised high and struck down fiercely, aimed directly at Ye Chen's chest. If this kick landed, at least half of Ye Chen's sternum would be shattered

Ye Qing, you are quite bold. If you dare to come here and act recklessly again, I will disable all the meridians in your body

"Enough, you need not speak any further." At this moment, a woman dressed in red stood up, appearing to be around twenty years old, with a strikingly beautiful appearance. Her gaze swept over the youth in the blue brocade and the youth in white, and she frowned slightly, saying: "Chen Di has insufficient innate vitality and weak meridians, which is why he cannot cultivate. Why should we look down on him, mock him, or disdain him? We are family after all"

Ye Qing's anger surged, his face turning red; he did not expect that Ye Chen, who had always been submissive, would repeatedly treat him with such an attitude.

"Young Master, you cannot open the door." Nan'er rushed a few steps to stand in front of Ye Chen, extending her arms to block him, and said, "That bad person Ye Qing is here to bully you again, it is truly despicable"

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