Chapter 17: Revenge!

Dark clouds press upon the city, threatening to crush it.

Tianyuan City was currently shrouded in dark clouds, an oppressive atmosphere permeating everywhere. An invisible sense of pressure hung incessantly over the hearts of the crowd.

At the center of this pressure was the Ye family.

Ye Qiubai pointed his wooden sword at Ye Yan; he did not like being schemed against. His way of the sword was one of clear distinctions between gratitude and resentment.

He would repay kindness with kindness, and vengeance with vengeance. If others treated him well, he would treat them twice as well. If others sought to harm him, Ye Qiubai would swing his longsword without hesitation.

And Ye Yan had clearly harbored murderous intent toward Ye Qiubai. One of the reasons Ye Qiubai had returned to the Ye family was to strike Ye Yan down under his blade.

"Do you dare to decide our fate in life or death?" Ye Qiubai barked again.

Watching this scene, Ye Qing said nothing. Instead, he stood beside Ye Qiubai, ready at any moment to guard against a thunderous strike from the Great Elder, Ye Ling. He understood his son; if Ye Yan had not committed a grave error, he would never act this way.

Pale-faced, Ye Yan walked behind Ye Ling and said with a trembling voice, "Ye Qiubai, I was wrong in the past. I can compensate you!"

Ye Ling’s expression was also grim. Knowing the truth of the matter, he spoke soothingly, "Qiubai, Yan'er was indeed in the wrong. But he is your cousin after all, a member of the Ye family. Is there nothing that cannot be negotiated? Give me face, and spare him this once."

Ye Qiubai remained unmoved. With an indifferent expression, he spoke again, "Do you dare?"

Seeing that reconciliation was impossible, Ye Ling took a sudden step forward. A terrifying aura erupted, pressing down upon Ye Qiubai! As the Great Elder of the Ye family, his strength was naturally formidable, second only to Ye Qing!

Seeing this, Ye Qing also stepped forward, intercepting the full force of the pressure!

Ye Ling’s expression darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Ye Qing, do you father and son truly intend to drive us to the brink of extinction?"

Hearing this, Ye Qing sneered, "And what of the things you have been doing in the shadows? Do you truly think I am a fool who could find nothing out?"

"In that case, let us fight!"

Ye Ling stomped his foot and lunged forward! However, he aimed a palm strike at Ye Qiubai! Clearly, he intended to resolve Ye Qiubai with thunderous force before anything else could happen. After all, Ye Qiubai's talent now surpassed his past, and having joined the Dao-Concealing Academy, his future was limitless. If they did not eliminate him now, they would be unable to withstand his retaliation in the future!

Ye Qing let out a cold snort, shifted his position to intercept Ye Ling's palm, and swung his longsword!

The two began to clash! Their auras erupted with a roar!

Ye Qiubai looked toward Ye Yan and asked, "Are you prepared to meet your death?"

Ye Yan’s expression turned fierce as he said deeply, "Ye Qiubai, though you are strong, you may not necessarily be able to kill me. As soon as my father is free, it will be your time to die!"

Hearing this, Ye Qiubai said nothing more. He placed one hand behind his back and stepped forward.

With the first step, the sword momentum rose!

Those streaks of sword momentum transformed into invisible blades, slashing toward Ye Yan!

Ye Yan struck out with a palm, directly dispersing the invisible blades!

Seeing this, Ye Qiubai took another step! Sword qi surged horizontally! It shot toward Ye Yan with terrifying power, leaving the onlookers in terror!

Ye Yan's expression changed. He let out a roar, thrusting both hands forward and striking out with his palms, unleashing a series of palm prints!

However, under the staggering power of those sword qi streaks—which were as sharp as if they were slicing through space itself—the two palm prints shattered in the blink of an eye!

Ye Yan’s face turned white as he retreated violently! He continued to strike out with palm prints, but he could not keep up with the onslaught!

Seeing that Ye Yan had no power to resist, Ye Ling grew anxious and roared at the other elders, "Act quickly! Kill this boy, Ye Qiubai!"

The elders looked at one another, their faces filled with hesitation and conflict.

One elder, who already held a grudge against Ye Qiubai, gritted his teeth, leaped out, and threw a punch! The power of the peak Purple Mansion Realm erupted!

Ye Qiubai immediately turned around, and his wooden sword began to emit streaks of black aura! The demonic energy swirled, commanding submission!

Someone cried out in shock, "What kind of sword technique is this?!"

Seeing this, Ye Yan’s expression changed drastically. How could he not know the power of this technique? This was the very sword technique that had defeated Huo Qingming! And at that time, Ye Qiubai had only been in the Golden Core Realm! Now, with Ye Qiubai having broken through to the Purple Mansion Realm, how much greater would the power of this technique be?

The result was self-evident!

Thinking of this, Ye Yan immediately shouted a warning, "Sixth Elder, beware of his sword technique!"

The Sixth Elder, however, did not care. After all, the boy was only in the early Purple Mansion Realm; no matter how great his sword technique was, how could he be a match?

But what the Sixth Elder did not know was that it was this very thought that would cost him his life...

Ye Qiubai’s longsword slashed out!

"The First Sword..."

In an instant, the demonic energy surged violently! Even the Sixth Elder's heart trembled!

But there was no turning back once the bow was drawn; his punch had already landed upon the wooden sword!

*Boom!*

A massive explosion rang out, and the shockwaves of the air pressure intimidated the surroundings! Waves of heaven-defying demonic energy directly enveloped the entire Ye family!

The wooden sword in Ye Qiubai's hand remained undamaged. Instead, the Sixth Elder's expression changed instantly upon colliding with it. In a mere instant, his fist had its spiritual energy defense shattered, and blood sprayed!

In the next heartbeat, the Sixth Elder's arm was severed clean off!

Ye Qiubai did not let this opportunity pass. He closed the distance immediately, and the wooden sword slashed again!

Amidst his terror, the wooden sword struck the Sixth Elder directly in the chest. The demonic energy instantly invaded his internal organs, destroying all his meridians!

The Sixth Elder's eyes slowly lost their light as he collapsed to the ground, devoid of life.

Seeing this, Ye Yan's heart trembled. Now that Ye Qiubai had entered the Purple Mansion Realm, he could kill a peak Purple Mansion expert so easily. Perhaps even Huo Qingming would no longer be his match...

Ye Ling was also horrified. He never imagined that Ye Qiubai's strength would be so overwhelming!

Taking advantage of Ye Ling's brief moment of distraction, Ye Qing swung his longsword!

"Ah!"

Accompanied by a scream, Ye Ling clutched the wound on his arm, which was deep enough to show bone, and retreated continuously!

Seeing this, the hesitating elders completely lost their nerve and abandoned any thought of attacking. Instead, they began to wonder how they might curry favor with the father and son, Ye Qiubai and Ye Qing.

After dealing with the Sixth Elder, Ye Qiubai continued toward Ye Yan, the black sword qi swirling around his wooden sword showing no sign of diminishing! Clearly, Ye Qiubai had no intention of letting Ye Yan go.

"You... you can't kill me!" Ye Yan retreated incessantly, his face filled with terror.

Ye Qiubai ignored him. He raised the wooden sword high, his body shot forward, and he slashed toward Ye Yan!

Beside them, Ye Ling's expression changed drastically.

But at that exact moment, an aged figure appeared before Ye Qiubai, catching the wooden sword between two fingers.

The old man let out a slight sigh.

"You have vented enough. Ye Yan, let us not kill him, shall we?"

(End of Chapter)