At this moment, Ye Qingfeng also stepped forward, looking at Xiao Yuan's tall figure, and then at the figure dragged on the ground behind Ye Wushuang.
"Is this... Qin Shang from the Qin family?" Ye Qingfeng hurriedly asked, "What exactly happened? What's going on? Also, Shuang'er, what about the dozen or so people you brought back? I told them to leave, but they wouldn't..."
Ye Wushuang threw Qin Shang to Xiao Yuan and looked at his mother and Third Uncle, smiling, "Let's go inside first, and I'll explain everything to you."
Inside the Ye Mansion.
In the living room, everyone took their seats.
Ye Wushuang recounted how he had entered the Soul-Devouring Hall to earn silver, and his encounters and battles with Qin Cang, Qin Ming, and Qin Shang.
After hearing Ye Wushuang's account, Liu Yuemei couldn't help but tear up again.
"Shuang'er, you..."
"Why are you crying again, Mother?"
Ye Wushuang approached and gently wiped away Liu Yuemei's tears, comforting her, "Don't worry, I promise you, everything will be fine. The era when our Ye family was bullied is over!"
"Yes, Mother..."
Ye Feifei also came forward at this moment, smiling, "I want to become a martial artist like my brother. In the future, my brother and I will strengthen the Ye clan and restore the glory of our Ye family from the past!"
Liu Yuemei stopped crying, looked at her children, and nodded with relief.
Both Ye Wushuang and Ye Feifei had suffered from bullying and disdain since they were young. As their mother, she could only do everything possible to hold on, but was powerless to change anything.
Ye Wushuang then said again, "Mother, don't be sad. Moreover, I have a plan, and Third Uncle won't die."
Upon hearing this, both Liu Yuemei and Ye Qingfeng had expressions of astonishment.
Ye Wushuang continued, "This matter was entrusted to me by our ancestor, it concerns the secret of our Ye family's bloodline, and now is not the time to discuss it in detail."
"In short, within this Liuyue City, no one can touch our Ye family. Everyone who has trampled on the Ye family will pay the price! And in the future, I will take you back to the imperial capital, back to where our Ye family was, and restore the Ye family's glory!"
In his previous life, Ye Wushuang practiced the Nine Transformations Indestructible Technique, his soul separated into nine parts, each with its own experiences.
The ninth soul created the Ye family, and the Ye family reached its peak five hundred years ago, but within just five hundred years, the Ye family declined. There must be some external means at play here.
Who was it?
Ye Wushuang would definitely find out clearly!
At this moment, Ye Qingfeng looked at Ye Wushuang and murmured, "Wushuang, do you... do you really have a way?"
"Mm."
At this moment, Ye Qingfeng's hands trembled with excitement.
He had personally witnessed his father's painful death as he approached the age of forty, and his elder brother and sister had also passed away before the age of forty. The feeling of helplessness was too painful!
And he, Ye Qingfeng, is now thirty-eight years old, with less than two years to live. The taste of waiting for death is not only tormenting but also terrifying!
Now, hearing Ye Wushuang talk about how he won't die, how could Ye Qingfeng not be excited?
Ye Wushuang then stood up, smiled, and said, "Everything has to be done step by step. For now, the maids and servants I bought still need you, Mother, to arrange, and tomorrow someone will come to paint and renovate our mansion, and then, the Ye family will be a brand new Ye family!"
"Feifei, go wash your face quickly, the blood on your face is quite frightening, let Mother bandage your wounds..."
"Mm..."
Liu Yuemei led Ye Feifei towards the backyard.
Several servants and maids, at this moment, were also busy according to Liu Yuemei's instructions.
Ye Qingfeng, leaning on a cane, stood beside Ye Wushuang, looking at the front gate of the courtyard.
There, Xiao Yuan, holding the collar of the unconscious Qin Shang, stood still like a door god.
Ye Qingfeng worriedly said, "Wushuang, you killed Qin Cang, Qin Ming, and captured Qin Shang, the Qin family will probably come to our door soon!"
"I know..." Ye Wushuang nodded.
Ye Qingfeng worriedly said, "Since you know, now that you have strength, at the fifth level of physical cultivation, but compared to the Qin family..."
Ye Qingfeng understood why Ye Wushuang brought Qin Shang back; it was a declaration of war against the Qin family!
In the past, when the Ye family moved to Liuyue City, they still had some foundation, but with each generation, they declined. The four major families each took actions, and at that time, the Qin family had plundered the majority of the Ye family's industries!
"Third Uncle," Ye Wushuang looked at his third uncle, his eyes clear, "I won't act recklessly, everything I say and do is prepared, Third Uncle doesn't have to worry."
Looking at Ye Wushuang's resolute eyes, Ye Qingfeng was slightly stunned, then patted Ye Wushuang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Good, good, good!"
At this moment, Ye Wushuang came to the front door, looking at Xiao Yuan, who was a head taller than himself and looked very strong and cold.
"If you're worried that I will harm you, you can leave now."
Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, Xiao Yuan looked over, his voice still stern, saying, "You're not a fool, you killed members of the Qin family and dare to wait here, I'm also very curious, what preparations do you have!"
"Preparations?" Ye Wushuang murmured, "What I rely on is just this courtyard behind me, because this is my home in this life, the starting point of my life..."
The setting sun was slanting, and the red clouds filled the sky, shining over Liuyue City.
At this moment, in front of the Ye Mansion.
Ye Wushuang changed into a clean white robe, with a green ribbon around his waist, sitting on a chair in front of the main gate, holding the rusty iron sword in both hands.
Xiao Yuan stood beside Ye Wushuang at this moment, having tidied up his disheveled hair and shaved his beard, making Xiao Yuan look strong and expressionless, with a somewhat cold and stern temperament.
Beside the front door of the Ye Mansion, Qin Shang's hands were nailed to a pillar with a short sword, unconscious.
Xiao Yuan asked curiously again, "I really don't know, what kind of confidence do you have!"
Ye Wushuang smiled at this moment and said, "You'll find out soon!"
As he spoke, he ran his hands over the iron sword, and the blade cut through the palm of Ye Wushuang's hand, with blood dripping out.
But the blood that flowed out did not leak at all, and was absorbed by the iron sword.
At this moment, the rust on the surface of the iron sword fell off one by one, revealing the true body of the sword!
Tian Ya Sword!
The real peerless divine weapon!
This was the divine sword used by Ye Wen Tian, the ancestor of the Ye family, which was created by Ye Wushuang's ninth soul.
Ye Wushuang did not know how this sword was preserved, but it ended up in the hands of the Yun family, who treated it as scrap iron, which was really foolish.
This sword, even if placed in the entire Qingyun Empire, would definitely make those Tiangang realm strongmen fight desperately to seize it.
However, to awaken the spirit of this sword, Ye Wushuang himself had to do it.
No one knows the spirit of the Tian Ya Sword and the sharpness of the Tian Ya Sword better than him!
Beside him, watching the iron sword turn into a precious sword with spirituality in Ye Wushuang's hands, Xiao Yuan's expression also changed.
"This sword is named Tian Ya, its sharpness is unparalleled, but for now, I can only unseal one of the seals of this sword, but even so, it is much stronger than ordinary yellow-grade spiritual tools."
Ye Wushuang stroked the Tian Ya Sword, as if talking to himself.
The setting sun was slanting, and the red clouds still refused to disperse.
In front of the Ye Mansion, at the corner of the street, at this moment, figures full of murderous intent gradually appeared.
The people of the Qin family.
They're here!