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Ye Feng's cultivation had already reached the seventh level of the Martial Realm, and he had completely mastered the Thunder Three Styles and Raging Thunder Step.
However, Ye Feng had nearly exhausted the Essence-Enhancing Pills in his possession. It seemed that breaking through to the next level would not be something he could achieve quickly. Therefore, Ye Feng decided to step outside and reacquaint himself with the Dragon Tiger Sect.
"First, I'll check the Cultivation Hall for Contribution Points exchange and Sect missions. The Treasure Pavilion also has options for exchanging Essence-Enhancing Pills. If accumulating Contribution Points isn't too difficult, I can take on some missions to exchange for more Essence-Enhancing Pills and also get that piece of Blood Pattern Steel. Although it's not primarily for cultivation, it’s still a good means of self-preservation."
With that thought in mind, Ye Feng walked out of the cave and headed towards the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect.
Familiar with the path, Ye Feng quickly arrived at the entrance of the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect. He knew where the Cultivation Hall was located; although he hadn't known its purpose before, he remembered its general location.
"Ye Feng, wait a moment." Just as Ye Feng was about to enter the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect, a somewhat stiff voice called out to him.
Turning around, Ye Feng immediately saw a Servant Disciple from the Dragon Tiger Sect.
The status of a Servant Disciple in the Dragon Tiger Sect was lower than that of ordinary disciples; they were usually those who had no talent for cultivation and were unwilling to leave the Sect.
After turning twenty, one would become a Servant Disciple.
Although their status was low, some among these Servant Disciples possessed relatively high cultivation levels. Ye Feng could sense that this particular Servant Disciple was at the Seventh Level of Strength Martial Realm, comparable to his own current level.
However, it was clear that this person was already over twenty years old; reaching the Seventh Level of Strength Martial Realm in one's twenties indicated a lack of talent as judged by the Dragon Tiger Sect.
"Is there something you need?" Seeing a hint of disdain in the Servant Disciple's eyes, Ye Feng's expression turned cold.
"You should hurry down the mountain; someone is looking for you down there." With a dismissive remark, the Servant Disciple turned and left Ye Feng standing there.
Watching the Servant Disciple's retreating figure, Ye Feng couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Without power, even a Servant Disciple looks down on you. This Divine Martial Continent is indeed harsh."
Knowing that this was not the time to argue with the Servant Disciple, Ye Feng did not dwell on it and walked directly down the mountain.
The Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect covered a vast area, and visitors without an elder to guide them were generally not allowed to enter directly, having to wait at the foot of the mountain.
"Someone is looking for me? Who could it be?"
As he walked down, Ye Feng pondered. He did not have any acquaintances in Luo City, where the Dragon Tiger Sect was located, and for a moment, he truly did not know who would come looking for him.
At the reception area outside the Outer Sect at the foot of the mountain, it was completely empty; there was not a single person waiting there.
The Servant Disciple who had notified Ye Feng had long since disappeared.
"Could it be a trick?" Ye Feng furrowed his brow slightly as he thought to himself.
"Brother!" Just as Ye Feng was feeling puzzled, a clear female voice came from behind him. Suddenly, a pair of small hands covered his eyes from behind.
"Ning Er?" Upon feeling those soft little hands, Ye Feng immediately recognized who was behind him.
He pulled away those small hands and turned around. At that moment, a beautiful girl stood behind him, smiling brightly at him.
This girl appeared to be around fourteen years old but had already grown into a graceful figure. Her skin was like jade, her eyes sparkled with stars, and her lively demeanor carried a sense of purity. This girl was none other than Ye Feng's cousin, Ye Ning!
Ye Ning was the daughter of Ye Feng's Fourth Uncle. Since childhood, due to his inability to cultivate, Ye Feng had faced bullying and disdain within the Ye Family, but Ye Ning had always treated him without any contempt.
"Ning Er, what brings you here?" Seeing the beautiful girl before him brightened Ye Feng's mood. In his previous life, Ye Feng had no parents and no siblings; this kind of familial bond was something he had never experienced before.
Looking at the lovely Ye Ning and sensing her joy upon seeing him, a feeling of kinship quietly surfaced in Ye Feng's heart.
After hearing Ye Feng's question, the smile on Ye Ning's delicate face gradually faded. With some concern, she said to Ye Feng, "Brother Feng, I came here because Grandpa sent me. In a month and a half, it will be time for the Clan Meeting again. This time they will probably need to re-establish the heir to the family head. There might be chaos during the Clan Meeting; Grandpa asked me to tell you not to return."
"So it has finally come," Ye Feng said as his gaze deepened after hearing Ye Ning's words.
Ye Feng had a complete memory of the matters concerning the Ye Family.
Currently, the head of the Ye Family was still Ye Feng's grandfather, Ye Zhentian, who had four sons. Among them, Ye Feng's father, Third Brother Ye Hongyuan, was the heir to become the next family head.
However, due to Ye Feng's inability to cultivate, Ye Hongyuan's position as heir had become quite unstable. Moreover, it seemed that Ye Hongyuan had no real interest in the position of family head, which naturally intensified the internal strife within the Ye Family.
The upcoming Clan Meeting to reselect the family head indicated that Ye Feng's grandfather, Ye Zhentian, could no longer control the current situation.
"Brother Feng, remember to listen to Grandpa and absolutely do not go back. Right now, Chen Brother is still young, but he is cultivating at the Fengyu Holy Institute in the capital and has already reached the Sixth Level of Strength Martial Realm. In three years, when Chen Brother turns sixteen, there will be another Clan Meeting to contest for the position of family head. I heard that this time, the young generation's martial competition at the Clan Meeting will be unregulated. If you go back, Brother Feng, you might be harmed by Uncle and Second Uncle."
Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Ye Ning realized that he seemed unwilling to accept her advice and became anxious.
"Hey? Isn't this Ye Ning? You actually came all the way to Dragon Tiger Sect?" Looking at Ye Ning's anxious face, Ye Feng smiled lightly and was about to speak when a frivolous voice came from a distance.
As soon as he heard that voice, a strong sense of resentment surged from deep within Ye Feng's soul.
"Ye Jin!" Turning around, Ye Feng immediately saw a young man approaching with several Outer Sect Disciples from Dragon Tiger Sect.
The young man appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old but already had a tall and sturdy build, exuding an air of elegance and charm.
Although he had a handsome appearance, there was a hidden malice in his eyes.
This young man was none other than Ye Jin, who had plotted to have Ye Feng killed in his previous life!
At this moment, Ye Jin also spotted Ye Feng standing in front of Ye Ning.
"Hmm? You worthless fool are still alive?" Upon seeing Ye Feng, Ye Jin was taken aback. Ten days ago, he had already devised a plan to have Ye Feng killed and ordered someone to throw him into Heavenly Abyss Cliff before heading down the mountain for a Sect mission.
Ye Jin was convinced that Ye Feng was doomed and never expected him to be standing here unharmed now.
Looking at Ye Jin, disgust immediately surfaced in Ye Ning's eyes. "Ye Jin, what do you mean by that? Don't you know that Brother Feng is the Heir Apparent? Are you trying to rebel by disrespecting him?"
"Ha ha, Heir Apparent? This waste dares to claim that title?" With a disdainful smile, Ye Jin said, "After the Clan Meeting, we’ll see who the family’s heir really is. Ye Feng, in a month and a half, during the Clan Meeting, you and your useless father will probably be kicked out together, right? A pair of useless father and son standing in the position of heir, how embarrassing."
Seeing Ye Jin's arrogant demeanor, Ye Ning's delicate face immediately flushed red, her body trembling slightly with anger.
Just as she was about to speak, Ye Ning noticed a warm hand firmly grasping her arm.
"Brother Feng?" The next moment, Ye Ning realized that Ye Feng had stepped out from behind her to confront Ye Jin, and she gasped in surprise.
"Oh? You useless one actually have some guts today? Daring to step out from behind a woman? You've really grown a bit," Ye Feng’s cold hatred was naturally noticed by Ye Jin, who understood why but didn’t care at all.
Looking at the arrogant Ye Jin, Ye Feng said coldly, "You keep calling me useless, but what will you do if one day you find out you’re even worse than a useless person?"
Caught off guard by Ye Feng's words, Ye Jin burst into laughter. "You must be crazy, Ye Feng! You might as well change your name from 'Maple Leaf' to 'Madman'. I can take care of you with just one finger!"
"Is that so?" Looking at Ye Jin, Ye Feng took another step forward. "Today I, Ye Feng, challenge you. Do you dare to accept?"
"Brother Feng, don’t!" Hearing Ye Feng’s words, before Ye Jin could respond, Ye Ning became anxious and grabbed Ye Feng’s arm with both hands, her small chest rising and falling rapidly.
In her eyes, Ye Feng was only a Fourth Level Martial Realm warrior and had a congenital disability, while across from him stood the genius Ye Jin, who was at the Eighth Level of Strength Realm!
Casting a reassuring glance at Ye Ning, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Ning Er, don’t worry. Although your brother’s cultivation isn’t high, dealing with someone like Ye Jin is still no problem."
Seeing the warmth mixed with strong confidence in Ye Feng’s eyes, Ye Ning couldn’t help but start believing in him. Although she felt it was completely impossible, she began to hope for a miracle.
Seeing that Ye Feng was so dismissive of him, Ye Jin became furious, his eyes gradually turning red. "Since you’re seeking death, I won’t hold back. As the Heir Apparent, you’ve brought shame to our Ye Family all these years with your useless reputation. Today, as your cousin, I will cleanse our family’s name!"
"Is that what so-called geniuses do? Just talk nonsense? Let’s see some real skill!" With a proud smile, Ye Feng pushed away Ye Ning’s hands and stepped forward two paces until he stood just a few steps away from Ye Jin.
"Waste, die!" Already enraged by Ye Feng, seeing him step forward made Ye Jin immediately gather his power and charge at him.
"Tide Sound Palm!
With a loud shout, Ye Jin directly struck out with a palm, attacking Ye Feng.
As this palm was unleashed, three booming sounds of tidal waves immediately surged forth.
"Jin Shao is indeed extraordinary; this Tide Sound Palm has already reached the level of Tidal Sound Three Echoes. With three layers of tidal power combined, how can Ye Feng, that useless one, withstand it?"
"That useless one actually dares to challenge Feng Shao; he truly does not know the meaning of death."
As Ye Jin executed this move, the few Outer Sect Disciples from the Dragon Tiger Sect who had accompanied him up the mountain immediately cheered for Ye Jin.
It must be said that Ye Jin's Tide Sound Palm was quite impressive; the three layers of tidal sounds were all released, which was already considered remarkable among the Outer Sect.
However, to Ye Feng at this moment, it all seemed like a joke.
"Is this your Tide Sound Palm?" Looking calmly at Ye Jin, Ye Feng slowly raised his hand.
"Ye Jin, today I will show you what a true Tide Sound Palm is!"
With a single palm strike, three segments of tidal sounds erupted from Ye Feng's hand with powerful force, crashing toward Ye Jin!
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