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Chapter 15: The Return of the King, Still as Magnificent as Ever!

Dark clouds obscured the sun.

Raindrops gradually drifted down, splashing across all parts of Tianyuan City.

At this moment, few people could be seen on the streets.

The only lively place was the Ye Family, one of the four great families.

Because Ye Qiubai had returned.

In the main hall.

Ye Qing sat in the primary seat, with the First Elder, Ye Ling, in the secondary seat.

Standing behind Ye Ling was Ye Yan.

However, at this moment, Ye Yan's expression was extremely wrong; he looked at Ye Qiubai with fear in his eyes.

Sitting in his seat, Ye Ling also felt as if he were sitting on needles.

Clearly, Ye Yan had already told his father about Ye Qiubai.

Ye Qiubai approached Ye Qing, knelt on both knees, and said, "Father, I have returned."

Seeing this, Ye Qing sighed. He walked over to help Ye Qiubai up and whispered, "Qiubai, you shouldn't have come back."

Ye Qiubai, however, smiled and said, "It's alright, Father. Besides, if I didn't come back to help you, wouldn't some people try to usurp the position of Family Head?"

Ye Qiubai's voice was not muffled; naturally, Ye Ling heard it clearly.

Ye Ling's heart trembled, and he said with a shaking voice, "Qiubai, how could anyone try to usurp the position of Family Head? You must have misheard something."

Ye Yan also chimed in from the side, "That's right, cousin. How could anyone do such a thing? Don't listen to the rumors from the outside world."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qing was stunned.

During this period, Ye Ling had relied on his son's entry into the Dao-Concealing Academy and his acceptance as a disciple by an Elder to gain the support of most of the family's elders.

Even the Ancestor had implicitly agreed to this matter.

Ye Qing was struggling to hold things together alone and had been nearly unable to withstand the pressure lately.

Logically speaking, Ye Ling should have been pressing his advantage.

Why was he changing his stance at the last moment?

He was even acting somewhat sycophantic?

Ye Qiubai knew the reason; he didn't even spare a glance at the father and son.

After all, now that he had returned, his father's position as Family Head would not be taken.

However, even so, new grudges and old debts were to be settled now.

Ye Qiubai's gaze flickered toward Ye Yan in the back.

That sword-like gaze pierced Ye Yan's heart like ten thousand blades!

It made his heart shudder violently!

Ye Yan knew.

He already knew about the Academy Competition!

But just as Ye Qiubai was about to act, the sound of galloping horses came from outside the doors!

"The Qiu family, Qiu Siwu, has come to visit Ye Qiubai!"

The leader was none other than Qiu Siwu, dressed in blood-red robes.

Currently, Qiu Siwu was staring at Ye Qiubai with a ferocious grin.

His eyes were filled with resentment!

Immediately after, another group of people walked in.

"Brother Ye Qing, it has been a long time."

Jiang Tianhan of the Jiang family had arrived.

Ye Qiubai also looked over, but he saw no sign of Jiang Chan.

Now, the little girl in his heart had completely vanished.

In her place was only Jiang Chan of the Jiang family, his enemy.

He wondered if Jiang Tianhan had been involved in it...

Ye Qing's expression changed; how could he not know the purpose of these people's visit?

Nevertheless, he cupped his hands and said, "May I ask what brings you all here today?"

Qiu Siwu grinned savagely, "I just wanted to see if Brother Qiubai's strength has improved. After all, we used to spar together quite often."

Ye Qing's heart sank.

As expected.

In the past, Qiu Siwu was originally the number one genius of Tianyuan City, but he had been pinned to the ground and humiliated by Ye Qiubai.

During that time, irreconcilable grudges had formed between the two sides.

Now that Ye Qiubai had lost his cultivation, naturally, he had come to seek revenge!

Ye Qing's face darkened as he said, "Qiu Siwu, this is the Ye Family. It is not your place to be insolent."

Hearing this, Qiu Siwu laughed loudly, "Ye Qing, how much power do you actually have left in the Ye Family? The position of Family Head will be surrendered sooner or later; how can you protect Ye Qiubai?"

Then, he looked at Ye Ling and sneered, "If you do not hand over Ye Qiubai, I guarantee that the Qiu family will launch a retaliation against the Ye family in the future. From now on, the Ye family will have no place in Tianyuan City!"

"You!"

Ye Qing understood that although they were both among the four great families, ever since Ye Qiubai lost his talent, the Ye family's status in Tianyuan City had plummeted.

Various factions had already shifted their allegiances.

Now, the strength of the Ye family could no longer be compared to that of the Qiu family.

Just as Ye Qing wanted to say more, Ye Qiubai bypassed him and walked up to Qiu Siwu.

"Don't you want revenge? I am right here. Make your move."

Seeing this scene, Qiu Siwu was stunned.

Ye Qing hurriedly shouted, "Qiubai, don't be impulsive!"

Jiang Tianhan also said with a grim face, "Preserve your strength for a rainy day. Ye Qiubai, step back!"

Hearing Jiang Tianhan's advice, Ye Qiubai was momentarily stunned.

It seemed Jiang Tianhan did not want him to die.

The previous matters likely had nothing to do with him.

Qiu Siwu, however, grinned savagely, "Since you are seeking death, I won't be polite."

With that, Qiu Siwu drew a long saber and, with a sudden step, shot toward Ye Qiubai!

The current Qiu Siwu had already broken through to the Golden Core stage and reached the Purple Mansion realm.

In the eyes of the crowd, the cultivation-less Ye Qiubai was certainly no match!

Ye Qing gritted his teeth and rushed toward Ye Qiubai, but he was blocked by an old man.

"Family Head Ye, please just watch from here."

Ye Qing's face looked terrible; the man before him had previously been a protector of the Ye family, but had now defected to the Qiu family.

Qiu Siwu raised his long saber high and then swung it down toward the top of Ye Qiubai's head!

"Ye Qiubai! The grudge of that single sword from the past shall be repaid with your life today!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ye Qiubai also drew out a wooden sword.

With a slight movement of his feet, he thrust the wooden sword forward.

It was such a plain, ordinary strike.

The long saber and the wooden sword collided!

The wooden sword did not shatter as everyone expected!

And Ye Qiubai did not become a victim under Qiu Siwu's blade!

This scene left everyone stunned.

They saw that Ye Qiubai's wooden sword had actually pierced directly through the long saber and into Qiu Siwu's neck!

Blood flowed profusely!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Qiu Siwu's face was distorted. He dropped the saber and clutched his neck with both hands, staring fixedly at the calm, water-like expression on Ye Qiubai's face.

"Your... your strength... has recovered?"

Ye Qiubai did not answer. He pulled the sword out, and the wooden sword was not stained with a single drop of blood.

Under the terrified gazes of the crowd, Qiu Siwu collapsed into a pool of blood, his breath gone.

Ye Qing was stunned.

Jiang Tianhan was stunned.

Ye Ling, who had never seen Ye Qiubai's true strength, was also stunned.

Ye Yan was equally terrified.

In just two short days, Ye Qiubai had broken through to the Purple Mansion realm!

What kind of cultivation speed was this!

"Qiubai... you?"

Ye Qiubai put away his wooden sword, turned to look at Ye Qing, and smiled, "Father, my strength has recovered."

The crowd watching from the periphery immediately scattered, spreading the news far and wide!

The genius of the past.

The king has returned, his brilliance unchanged!

(End of Chapter)