In the small building of the Ye Residence, the night was quiet and the wind was chilly.

Ye Zhongtian wore a set of simple clothes and a pot of wine while he leaned against the building's railing by himself.

He stared blankly into the distance. It was unknown what he was thinking as the moonlight shone down onto his back, giving him a desolate feeling from his vicissitudes of life.

"Master, you can't sleep."

Tang Feng walked over with a smile on her face, took out a robe, and draped it over Ye Zhongtian. "You're getting old. You should be more careful with your body and don't let it catch a cold."

"It's fine. This day isn't that cold." Ye Chong Tian's eyes were stunned. When he saw how stubborn he was, he could only accept the robe and let out a sigh. "If you want to sleep, won't you be the same?"

A flash of light flashed past Tang Feng's eyes as she smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Sigh..."

"My heart is excited, how could I still sleep? Today's matter with Zi Feng gave me a great impression. Not only did I break through with Xue Yi, but I also obtained the chance to exchange knowledge with the Celestial Sect of Wonders recommended by the Sect Leader. It really gave our Ye Family quite a bit of face."

Ever since she came to know about Ye Feng's strength, she no longer had any intention of underestimating him. She also addressed him courteously.

She paused for a moment before continuing, "Honestly speaking, because of his existence, our Ye Family has embarked on the path of rebirth. I admire him for doing this, but just take a moment ago, did you see? Xue Yi seems to hold feelings that far exceed that of brotherly love for him."

Ye Zhongtian let out a deep sigh. What Tang Feng had said was what he was thinking.

"That's right, we didn't want to bring this matter up. However, if we don't intervene to stop it, it might bring about a disaster in the future."

"Then, old master, what do you want to do?" A light flashed across Tang Feng's eyes. "Shouldn't we consider what we should do to get Xue Yi married off?"

"Marry her." Ye Zhongtian pondered deeply for a moment before shaking his head. "It can't be. This little girl has a stubborn personality. If you force her to marry out, she won't agree even if she dies."

"Do you have any better ideas right now?"

He continued in a deep voice, "Forget about it. I'll just continue to maintain the current situation. If it really doesn't work out, then I'll have to personally send her back to the main clan."

Tang Feng's heart trembled when she heard the word "home". She knew that Ye Chong Tian was serious this time. After a while, she finally said, "Alright, this can be considered a way for her to remember things from the start. It'll be a lesson for her."

….

Ye Xueyi and her brother happily returned to their residence. Just as they were about to say their goodbyes …

Ye Wen suddenly thought of something and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes. "Wait, Xue Yi, there's something very important. I still want to ask you to confirm …"

"But it's already so late, and you and I are both tired …"

Ye Zifeng stared at her. "Xue Yi, I'm serious …"

"Fine, tell me, what is it that is so important?" Ye Xueyi looked at him with a drowsy expression.

Ye Feng nodded and said seriously, "It's like this. Wait a moment, I'll go to your room. I want to see the situation on your back with my own eyes."

"What …" Ye Xueyi's face was filled with sleepiness. She was completely chased away by her brother's words and her face flushed red with embarrassment.

"Brother Zi Feng, I didn't know that you had such a penchant for your own sister."

Ye Zifeng looked at her indifferently and said, "What do you misunderstand? Do you remember that before you broke through to the Martial Disciple Realm, you weren't able to successfully break through because of the small sword imprint on your back …."

"Hey, Xue Yi, don't be in such a hurry to leave, Xue Yi."

Before Ye Wen could finish his words, he saw that the other party had already left with quick steps. How could she still be willing to listen to his subsequent explanation? Her pretty face seemed to have traces of embarrassment and anger on it.

He frowned and sighed, "Sigh …"

"Whatever, there will be a long time ahead. As for the matter of the sword imprint, we'll ask about it in the future."

….

He returned to his room and lit the candle.

Ye Wen took out the cultivation technique that the Martial Spirit had cultivated from his interspatial ring.

It had already been quite a while since last time. He had been using the Martial Spirit's power the entire time, but he rarely found the Ghost Shadow and only chatted with it a few more times.

"You haven't recovered your energy even after consuming so many pills. If you still don't come out, then I'll force you out this time." Ye ZhangFeng smiled and started to flip through the first page of the cultivation technique.

This Martial Spirit Art that was worth ten thousand points, no matter how useless it was, it would definitely be able to restrict that ghost image.

In his previous life as a Martial Ancestor Realm, his understanding of martial arts naturally far exceeded that of an ordinary person. Now that this Martial Spirit cultivation technique was in front of him, he naturally learned it extremely quickly.

After a while, a white mist rose from Ye Wen's neck and head as if it had naturally formed a barrier.

"Oh, it's actually 10,000 skill books. Cultivating them is really something."

With a faint smile, Ye Wen turned another page and continued to read in detail.

The white mist on his neck began to gather more and more. Waves of cold wind started to spread to all the acupoints in his body.

Just as the senior brother had said, this martial art was called the Nurturing of Martial Spirits. It was actually a martial art that restricted the movements of Martial Spirits.

Originally, Qi Condensation disciples didn't have a martial soul, so it was useless for them to learn this martial art. However, Ye Feng didn't need to worry about that.

He had long since obtained the strength of a Martial Spirit.

A deep voice came from the bottom of Ye Wen's heart, "Brat, what are you doing? Why is it that all of a sudden, I feel as if my strength is being restricted?"

Ye Wen smiled faintly, "What do you think? It's been so long and you're still not willing to let it out. Isn't the absorption of the pill a bit too comfortable?"

Gui Ying's voice was silent for a moment before he sneered: "Brat, let me remind you to pay more attention to the way you speak when you speak. Don't be too arrogant."

"So, you want me to listen to you."

Gui Ying laughed, "Of course. Otherwise, what else do you want?"

Ye Wen smiled. He lifted his eyes and flipped through the Martial Spirit cultivation technique, following the steps in the book step by step.

In that instant, a few bolts of lightning suddenly cut through the sky above the Dreamy Cloud Swampland and descended onto Spiritshadow's body. Although the attack wasn't fatal, it still caused him light injuries.

"This …"

"What's going on with this attack? What method did you use to actually attack me? Stop, quickly stop!"

Gui Ying originally thought that Ye Feng was a puppet that could be manipulated by him. However, since he was living with him and if Ye Feng died, he wouldn't be able to live either. Thus, he had only intended to lend him some power.

Who would have thought that Ye Feng's methods were beyond his imagination. The medicinal pill's spirit power was extremely beneficial to him, and only because of this, when Ye Feng wanted to borrow the Martial Spirit's power, it had expended a bit of energy.

Therefore, now that Ye Feng had the Qi Method in his hand, he was actually able to attack him. This caused him to be extremely surprised.

"Stop..."

"Stop!"

However, why would Ye Wen listen to it? He pretended not to hear it, and continued to follow the steps of the martial soul cultivation technique, not missing a single step.

"Hey kid, did you hear that? I told you to stop already, hurry up and stop." Spiritshadow's voice went from arrogant to calm at first, and then slowly turned frantic.

Ye Wen flipped through another page of the cultivation technique and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Countless bolts of lightning exploded like thunder, continuously surging into the space where Spiritshadow was.

"If you want me to stop, that's fine. Take me to the place where the Dreamy Cloud Swampland is located. I'll just say a few words to your face."

After pausing for a moment, Gui Ying shook his head and said in a deep voice, "No, I remember that I said that this way of speaking would deplete my own cultivation."

"Then I'm sorry." Ye Wen smiled and continued to flip through the Martial Spirit cultivation technique. He continued to read on.

Divine light flashed in his eyes. The speed at which he was flipping through the cultivation technique books could be said to be extremely fast.

"Stop, stop." On Spiritshadow's side, it seemed like something wasn't right.

He had originally thought that Ye Feng, who was once a sick person, would always be someone easy to talk to. He never thought that the other party's ruthlessness would drive him to his death.

"What do you mean stop? Can I take it as something? You've already agreed." Ye Zifeng lifted his head slightly and asked.

"Alright …"

"Fine, I've consumed so many pills. What I owe you is fine." Gui Ying let out a deep sigh. He felt a little depressed in his heart.

With just a thought, the space around Ye Wen began to grow blurry. The whistling wind could clearly be heard by the ears.

"Just you wait. It'll be ready in a moment."

Taking advantage of this opening, Ye Feng did not say a word as he quickly flipped to a page of the manual. After examining it thoroughly, the corner of his mouth lifted into a strange smile.

Soon after, a wisp of his will arose, and the scenery around him began to change. A world of vast stars seemed to fall from the sky, and Cloud Dreamy Swampland and Mountains were exactly the same scenes he had seen several times before.

Once back to life, twice back to maturity.

This time, his reaction was much sharper than before. He abruptly turned around.

A huge ghost shadow was hovering in the sky. Because of the shadow, one was unable to clearly see its true appearance.

"Brat, are you satisfied when you see me? Also, what exactly are you planning to say to me in person?"

Ye ZIefeng smiled faintly, "I just came here to give it a try. I just want to see if it's really worth it to spend ten thousand points on this technique …"

"What did you say?" The ghostly figure seemed to feel that something was wrong …

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