Chapter 5, Fortune Steward

The Ye residence is vast, so much so that it contains artificial hills, bamboo groves, and lakes, where one can row a boat on the water

This is very strange

Lord Ye would never allow him to learn martial arts

Will it scold Ye Sheng like the old lady does

The steward looked on coldly, but when he saw Ye Sheng standing straight and silently, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, not expecting Ye Sheng to display such composure

However, Prince Ye repeatedly warned Ye Sheng not to practice martial arts

Or is it to punish Ye Qing

However, his posture was quite lazy, and he was not very convinced internally, especially when being reprimanded by the steward Fu. How could a mere first-tier servant dare to scold him?

As for Ye Sheng, he squinted his eyes, contemplating what Lord Ye would say when he arrives shortly

In theory, as the foremost figure of the Great Qin, a top master in the world, and the lord who commands a million troops, Prince Ye would not be concerned about whether a mere illegitimate son learns martial arts or not

Young Ye Sheng felt disheartened upon hearing this. Although he was also a child of his father, the disparity in treatment was so great, all because his mother was of lowly status

However, the cousins from the Ye family are all permitted to practice martial arts, with the sole exception of Ye Sheng, who is not allowed to learn martial arts

"Young Master Thirteen, the master has instructed you to wait here for him, so you shall wait here. Once the master has completed his greetings, he will naturally come over. You are used to being casual, but do you not understand what it means to incur the master's wrath?" Butler Fu said emotionlessly, staring at Ye Qing, making Ye Qing feel a bit unnerved under his gaze

"Why on earth won't you let me learn martial arts?" Ye Sheng was truly perplexed, unable to comprehend the reason.

It would be better if the personalities of the Twelfth Young Master and the Thirteenth Young Master could be exchanged. The steward sighed softly in his heart

In this manner, the main hall was very quiet. Ye Qing, having been reprimanded, wore a stern expression and stood silently, just like Ye Sheng.

The gap between having learned a skill and having mastered it is quite significant, especially in combat. When pitting a newly learned technique against one that has reached a basic level of mastery, the latter will undoubtedly dominate.

In Ye Sheng's memory, there is a past event. When Ye Sheng was just over ten years old, he saw his elder brothers practicing martial arts and mustered the courage to seek an audience with his father, hoping to learn martial arts together. However, on that occasion, Lord Ye did not meet with Ye Sheng at all, merely sending a message through the steward.

Ye Sheng did not dare to be negligent, for this was Prince Ye, his biological father, the most powerful person in the entire Ye residence, someone he absolutely could not offend

Ye Sheng stood silently, neither hurried nor anxious

"If you weren't my father's personal steward, I would certainly not spare you. To live long without dying is to be a thief; you have lived for so long, why are you still not dead?" Ye Qing cursed inwardly

Ye Qing, who is at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm the day after tomorrow, possesses outstanding strength, yet was still startled by this shout

Ye Sheng believes that the last option is impossible, as Ye Qing's maternal family holds too much power. Prince Ye would not punish Ye Qing for the sake of Ye Sheng.

The steward furrowed his brow and scolded, "Stop!"

Early in the morning, Ye Sheng was unjustly reprimanded by someone, which left his expression grim as he sat alone in the courtyard

Standing beside him, the thirteenth young master wore a gloomy expression, occasionally casting a hostile glance at Ye Sheng, filled with hatred, yet wary and unwilling to take action.

Before the destruction of the Reincarnation Sect, his mother was a person whom the emperors of the Great Qin Dynasty had to personally receive

Ye Sheng has mastered all three of these techniques to the level of proficiency, and for each technique, if one hundred people on Earth have learned it, he will be considered to have entered the threshold.

Hastily tidying up, Ye Sheng followed Butler Fu to the main hall.

I am currently bound in the Ye Wang Mansion, unable to leave, and I have not a single penny on me. Even if I were to go out, I would be unable to purchase any secret manuals. Ye Sheng thought helplessly, as he needed a large number of secret manuals. Once they are transmitted to Earth, the more people who learn them, the more advantageous it will be for him

The steward, with a blank expression, said: "As for the master's actions, who can predict? This time returning from the military, the first thing he said was to call for the Twelfth Young Master and the Thirteenth Young Master to come over together. Hurry up, do not keep the master waiting for too long"

I was wrong, I will wait here. As soon as Ye Qing thought of her father's anger, she decisively admitted her mistake and stood there obediently

Now, Ye Sheng feels a sense of suffocation, as the phrase "born of a lowly background" has deprived him of all his rights

In addition to these one hundred and seven individuals, there are several hundred others who have also successfully cultivated and reached the entry level, which has significantly deepened Ye Sheng's understanding of the three schools of martial arts

The steward said softly: "The master has gone to pay respects to the old lady, please wait a moment."

It is fortunate that it was not directed at Ye Sheng, but rather aimed at Ye Qing

How many people on Earth have successfully broken through? Ye Sheng focused his attention on the Dantian on Earth

"Once another group of people learns, I will be able to get started," Ye Sheng expressed with anticipation

The sudden reprimand startled Ye Qing, causing her to shiver as she stared blankly at Butler Fu

Previously, there were one hundred and seven individuals who had mastered three methods and reached the entry level, but there remains a significant gap to breaking through to the first level of the acquired realm. Now, upon observation, these individuals are still diligently practicing, yet judging by their progress, it is impossible for any of them to achieve a breakthrough within a week

Those who practice martial arts are ultimately brutes. Your mother is of lowly status; although she has entered the household, she cannot escape her origins. As one born of a lowly status, martial arts should not be your goal. Focus on your studies, and in the future, you may inherit a portion of the family fortune.

Ye Qing's eyes lit up as he said, "Grandmother loves me the most, so I will go to pay my respects to her."

Shall we each take fifty strokes?

If, if Prince Ye could allow me to learn martial arts, no, I do not need to learn martial arts, I can just go to the Martial Pavilion to take a look, I can copy the secret manuals and transmit them to Earth, that would work just as well. Ye Sheng had a sudden inspiration, but he quickly abandoned this idea

They will need another week to break through, and only then will I be able to enhance the strength of these individuals. Ye Sheng frowned, a week is a bit long.

This time, Ye Sheng stood in the center

Ye Qing, on the other hand, was not suitable; he was naturally restless and had grown accustomed to being arrogant within the residence. Unable to stand still for a moment, he asked, "Butler Fu, where is Father?"

While Ye Sheng was lost in thought, a frail figure approached the front of the courtyard, stopped, and did not enter, saying: "Young Master Twelve, the master has returned and asks for you to come over."

In the hall, there were only Ye Sheng, Ye Qing, and Butler Fu.

Lord Ye is not present

The frail old man standing at the gate of the courtyard is none other than the old servant who has served Lord Ye since childhood, known as Steward Fu

Ye Sheng's performance is commendable and composed, but his innate conditions determine that he cannot compete with the Thirteenth Young Master

A martial art is divided into several levels: learning the basics, entry level, minor achievement, major achievement, and perfection.

Ye Sheng awoke from his daydreaming, stood up, and looked at the old man: "Father, you have returned so soon?"

Ye Sheng rarely ventured far, mostly just strolling around his small courtyard. He only entered the main hall during the annual ancestral worship ceremony, and even then, he stood in a remote position, having no qualification to stand in the center.

Even Ye Sheng, who had always been silent, felt a tremor in his heart. Just now, the cold snort from Butler Fu, infused with true energy, struck his mind like a reprimand, causing a slight pain.