The carriage, emblem of the Ye Family's power, was distinguished by an imposing mark at the front.
The word "Night" was formed by dark letters that seemed to absorb the light around them, surrounded by intricate decorations.
Throughout the Immortal Domain, this mark was recognized as a symbol of status and authority, a reminder of the Ye Family's supremacy.
Xia He and Qiu Lan, moving swiftly, arrived at the front of the carriage and, with a coordinated gesture, opened the doors wide, from left to right, inviting Ye Yun to enter.
Ye Yun leaped into the carriage's interior and settled into the plush seat. As he sank into the soft fabric, a sense of luxury enveloped him.
"Let's go," Ye Yun ordered.
Xia He repeated the command, and without further delay, both she and Qiu Lan entered the carriage.
Upon receiving the order, the four unicorns began to move. With each step, the carriage slowly lifted into the air, taking off from the ground and ascending into the sky.
As the carriage flew, surrounded by an aura of power, all the spiritual beasts in the vicinity quickly retreated to give them way. Even the most feared immortal beasts stepped aside respectfully when they saw the unicorn carriage approaching.
They knew that the owner of that carriage was none other than the young master of the Ye family, who was also their Master and Lord.
The palace servants, upon seeing the carriage rise into the air, knelt reverently on the ground, bidding farewell to their young master with due deference.
At that moment, Ye Yun couldn't help but be impressed by the magnitude of his status.
Amazing. That was the word that best described what he felt. It was a power not only seen but felt in every fiber of his being.
The distance between his palace and his father's was considerable, and at a normal speed, it would have taken time to reach.
But suddenly, one of the unicorns emitted a green glow under its hooves. The power of the wind element manifested, prompting the other unicorns to do the same.
The pace quickened, and the carriage began to move at a surprising speed, like a blue arrow shooting across the sky.
Inside the carriage, however, Ye Yun didn't feel the slightest vibration. The ride was so smooth that he could almost forget they were in motion.
Xia He and Qiu Lan, meanwhile, wasted no time attending to their young master.
Qiu Lan, with careful movements, knelt beside Ye Yun and began to gently massage his legs.
Her hands moved with extreme delicacy, almost as if she feared breaking something precious.
Xia He, on the other hand, skillfully peeled a fruit that oddly resembled a Devil Fruit. Once cut and ready, she brought it to Ye Yun's lips.
Ye Yun, enjoying the attention, not only took the fruit from Xia He's hand but also brought her fingers to his mouth, savoring the sweet juice as his lips brushed against her skin.
Xia He's face blushed at the warmth of Ye Yun's mouth on her finger, but she showed no sign of resistance.
For her and Qiu Lan, serving Ye Yun was their destiny, their purpose. Any wish or whim of their master was sacred, and they were willing to fulfill it without reservation.
As Ye Yun indulged, this moment was a reminder of how far he had come.
He felt more comfortable than ever, enjoying not only material luxuries but also the absolute control he had over his life and the people around him.
He not only wants to be happy for a while, but he wants to be happy all the time.
If this is the case, then he must kill all those children of destiny who are preparing to crush us.
A sinister smile formed on his face as he was eager to see what kind of lucky boy he would meet in the future.
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In the center of the vast territory of the Ye Family stands an immaculate, majestic, and colossal palace.
This palace, countless times larger than Ye Yun's residence, belongs to his father, Ye Changkong.
In the central hall, there was a man with long black hair combed back, with two strands falling on either side of his face.
He wears a golden crown with an elaborate, pointed design that accentuates his air of authority.
His expression is serene, with dark eyes that convey confidence and power.
His well-groomed beard adds a touch of maturity and wisdom to his face.
He wears a dark-toned outfit with golden details that reinforce his elegant and high-status appearance.
Ye Changkong had just finished some family tasks when suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the hall.
Without even looking up, he asked in a calm voice:
"How is the situation? Is my son awake?"
Though his tone was calm, deep inside, Ye Changkong was slightly anxious.
His concern stemmed from the fact that recently, Ye Yun had become very obsessed with something or someone. As his only son, it was natural for him to be deeply worried as a father.
However, he couldn't afford to show that concern in front of his subordinates.
The black shadow materialized into a human form, and the figure knelt halfway to the ground, showing absolute respect, not daring to raise his head to look at Ye Changkong.
In a somewhat hoarse voice, the figure reported:
"Master, the Young Master has awakened and is on his way here."
"Eh?" Ye Changkong exclaimed, surprised.
What is happening?
As far as he knew, Ye Yun had been in a critical state, on the verge of madness. And now, he had suddenly awakened and was coming to see him? Did he want to say his last words...?
Ye Changkong was puzzled and tentatively asked:
"My son... is he okay?"
The black shadow nodded repeatedly, without hesitation.
"Yes, according to my subordinates' observations, the young master doesn't seem to have any aftereffects from his obsession. He appears to be a completely normal person."
Upon hearing this, Ye Changkong still couldn't fully comprehend it, but the news that Ye Yun was coming directly to him offered him the opportunity to clarify all his doubts shortly.
"Very well. If there's nothing else, go down and protect my son for me," Ye Changkong said, making a gentle motion with his hand.
"Yes, master," the black shadow responded before turning back into black smoke and disappearing into the hall.
Ye Changkong looked ahead, as if seeing something in the distance, and said aloud:
"Yao, Yun'er has awakened. Please come to the main hall."
Meanwhile, in the rear garden of the palace... There was a woman.
The woman wears an elegant white palace dress, distinguished by its refined and detailed design.
On the skirt, a fairy bird with outstretched wings is delicately embroidered, adding a touch of magic and sophistication to her attire.
A layer of white tulle covers her shoulders, waving gently in the breeze, giving her an ethereal and almost otherworldly air.
The atmosphere around her is infused with Fairy Qi, accentuated by her long, ink-black hair that floats casually around her waist.
Her eyes, of a bright sky-blue color, contrast charmingly with her dark hair, illuminating her face with a deep and serene gaze that further enhances her ethereal beauty.
She is Yun Yao, the wife of Ye Changkong and the mother of Ye Yun.
But at that moment, Yun Yao was not there to admire the flowers.
"Yun'er, when will you wake up? Mother is very worried about you now..." she murmured to herself, with evident sadness in her voice.
Sitting alone, Yun Yao's mind traveled to the past, recalling her son Ye Yun's childhood. Her brows furrowed slightly, reflecting the deep sorrow she felt in her heart.
But at that very moment, a familiar voice resonated in the air, interrupting her thoughts.
"Yao, Yun'er has awakened. Please come to the main hall."
Hearing those words, Yun Yao immediately stood up. Her eyes, which were previously filled with worry, lit up with a mixture of relief and excitement.
Looking towards the location of the main hall, she couldn't contain her impatience and quickly ran towards it, eager to see her son as soon as possible.