Chapter Fourteen: The Divorce

  Ye Chen was collecting spiritual energy while paying attention to the movements within a few hundred meters around him. In the dead of night, it was quiet and still, and any slight movement would not escape his ears.

  Half an hour later, Ye Chen was completely sure that there were no wild beasts in the surrounding area for a large range. Perhaps this entire region was once the territory of the green wolf he had killed, so there were no other wild beasts roaming around.

  After thinking of this, Ye Chen relaxed his vigilance and began to observe his own body, sinking his mind into the flesh, slightly mobilizing his energy, and a strong blood gas surged out from all over his body like a stream.

  Looking at the blood and gas in his body, Ye Chen suddenly had a strange idea. These blood and gas were controlled by his heart and spirit. Could they be condensed into shape? Ye Chen was ready to give it a try.

  Under his mental traction, the blood energy began to gather together, and Ye Chen wanted to condense the gathered blood energy into various weapon shapes. However, he found that every time it was about to take shape, the blood energy would suddenly disperse with a loud bang, leaving him feeling extremely mentally exhausted.

  "His mind was not focused, and it was hard to condense. The shapes of various weapons were too complicated." Ye Chen muttered to himself as he regained his composure, when suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Ordinary weapons are too complicated, what if I condensed it into a single arrow feather?"

  As soon as he thought about it, Ye Chen's spirit once again sank into his physical body, controlling the blood and energy inside, letting them gather together. This time, it was completed with ease, and the gathered blood and energy formed an arrow feather, which was a pale golden color. The arrowhead was sharp, like it was made of metal, and the entire arrow body was smooth and flawless, emitting a faint golden glow.

  The arrow feathers took shape, and Ye Chen didn't disperse them, but instead continued to control them with his mind, making them rush up towards his throat.

  "Cheers!"

  Ye Chen let out a soft shout, suddenly opening his mouth, and a pale golden light shot out, making a sharp whistling sound as it pierced through the air.

  "Hmm!"

  A flash of golden light, traversing a distance of five meters, shot out a transparent hole in the trunk of a tree as thick as a waist, and the pale golden blood gas arrow feathers also dispersed with a humming sound after penetrating the trunk, like a piece of golden light rain falling, and then disappeared.

  Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a thrill in his heart, never expecting that the arrow feathers condensed from blood energy would have such powerful killing power, and could catch enemies off guard, killing them in an instant.

  After the excitement, Ye Chen was also regretful of his impulsiveness. This place was not safe, and powerful beasts could come at any time. After shooting out the blood arrow feathers, he became somewhat weak, and although the blood energy in his body was strong, it was still far from being able to recover instantly.

  Ye Chen quickly calmed down and restored the blood and energy in his body. By dawn, the spiritual energy stored in the seal on his chest had reached its full capacity, and Ye Chen's depleted blood and energy were finally fully recovered. He stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and set off rapidly towards the rear mountain of the small courtyard where he practiced.

  Returning to his training grounds, Ye Chen began to execute the Overlord Fist Technique. The current Overlord Fist Technique in his hands was becoming more powerful and majestic with each passing day. Every punch was accompanied by a deafening roar and the sound of explosions, causing the small trees around him to shake violently and the big trees to shed their leaves, giving off an aura of dominance.

  Ye Chen repeatedly demonstrated the King's Fist Seal, like a tireless machine. By morning, Ye Chen had practiced the King's Fist Seal over a hundred times. At this moment, a clear and tender voice entered his ears.

  "Master, the head of the household has called for you in the family hall."

  "Nan'er, what's wrong?" Ye Chen turned around, hearing the thick worry in Nan'er's voice.

  "I don't know, it's been passed down through the family, definitely nothing good will come of it. Is it because of what happened at the Zhao's last time?" Nannuo's eyebrows were furrowed with a hint of anxiety.

  "It shouldn't be, right?" Ye Chen said, "And Father, have you informed him?"

  "No." Nang'er shook her head, "The master is not at home. I haven't seen the master for several days already. After receiving the family news, I wanted to inform the master immediately, but the master was not there."

  "Never mind, let's go, nothing will happen." Ye Chen smiled and then quickly headed to the family hall with Nan'er.

  The main hall of the Ye family was already packed with people, almost all the important members of the Ye family were present, including the head of the household Ye Xun, the third son Ye Feng, the youngest son Ye Xiao Tian, and most of the legitimate and illegitimate sons of the family.

  Outside the main hall of the family, Ye Chen entered alone. Nan Er was a maid and couldn't enter at will, so she had to wait outside.

  After entering the hall, Ye Chen was shocked. The atmosphere didn't feel right. The hall was packed with people, about twenty or thirty of them. Several uncles and cousins, as well as the best disciples of the younger generation, were all here.

  Ye Chen's gaze swept over everyone, and then fell on a man and woman in front of him. The woman was wearing a purple dress, probably 15 or 16 years old, with delicate features and beautiful looks, but there was an unmistakable air of pride between her eyebrows. The man wore a blue brocade robe, about 17 or 18 years old, with a handsome face, his head slightly raised, and a proud expression.

  These were two unfamiliar faces, and Ye Chen had never seen these two people in his memory.

  "Master Ye, you can't make decisions on this matter. It's better to call Uncle Tian out." The purple-robed woman said calmly as she shifted her gaze from Ye Chen to Ye Xun.

  "Miss Shangguan, I don't know what brings you to my humble abode today. If there's anything you require, as long as it's within the capabilities of my family, Ye Xun will not decline." Ye Xun's face wore a smile, and he didn't show any anger despite her previous remark "You can't make decisions".

  "This is a matter between me and Uncle Qiantian, you are not in charge." The purple-robed woman did not back down, her attitude becoming somewhat tough.

  Ye Chen's gaze fell on the purple-robed woman and the blue-robed man, these two people came to find his father Ye Wentian, he didn't know what they wanted, and he could see that the people in the hall were very wary of this man and woman, it was clear that their identities were not ordinary.

  "Hehe, Second Brother has been out for some time and isn't at home." Ye Xun said with a smile, then looked towards Ye Chen and said: "However, his son Ye Chen is here, if Miss Shangguan has any matters perhaps she can discuss them with Ye Chen."

  "Ye Chen?"

  As soon as Ye Hui's words fell, the purple-robed woman and the blue-robed man's gazes simultaneously landed on Ye Chen below the main hall. The two people's eyes were identical, filled with disdain, contempt, and a sense of superiority, as if they were looking at an ant.

  Ye Chen immediately felt the implication in the eyes of the two people, looked at them straight and said: "I don't know what this lady wants to see my father about?"

  "Are you Ye Chen?" The woman in purple clothes said lightly, with a hint of disgust.

  Ye Chen didn't take it to heart, having carried the name of a useless person for over a decade. He wasn't disgusted by people who looked down on him, and with his twenty-something temperament, he wasn't easily angered either.

  "I am Ye Chen, my father is not around, I don't know what business you have with him, but I can convey the message for you." Ye Chen said calmly.

  "Hmph!" The purple-robed woman sneered, "Even if Uncle Tian were here, it would be the same."

  "Well, miss, please go ahead and speak." Ye Chen also didn't mind the purple-robed woman's attitude.

  "I came here today for the engagement." The purple-robed woman's words left everyone in the entire hall stunned, her gaze sweeping across all of them before refocusing on Ye Chen. "Thirteen years ago, my grandfather had an agreement with Uncle Qitian to arrange a marriage between us, and this matter is known by everyone in Ying City."

  In the hall, Ye Jia's master and several other principals were briefly stunned, but their faces gradually turned ugly. Judging from Shangguan Ziyuan's attitude, today's visit was likely to be a slap in the face.

  Ye Chen remembered that his father, Ye Wen Tian, had mentioned this matter to him before. In the city of Ying, there was a golden girl named Shangguan Ziyan from an official family. Her grandfather, Shangguan Qingyun, had made an agreement with Ye Wen Tian thirteen years ago to betroth her to Ye Chen. However, at that time, Ye Wen Tian did not give a definite answer and only said that they would discuss it again when the children grew up. Unexpectedly, today Shangguan Ziyan came knocking on their door, and judging from her demeanor, she didn't come with good intentions.

  If Ye Chen still didn't understand the purpose of Shang Guan Ziyan's visit at this moment, then he would really be a fool. A surge of anger rose in his heart, but he remained calm and asked, "So, Miss Shang Guan, what is the purpose of your visit today?"

  "Two months ago, I was fortunately accepted as an inner court disciple." Shangguan Ziyuan did not directly respond to Ye Chen's words. With a proud and disdainful expression, like a majestic phoenix, she said: "My husband, the one I, Shangguan Ziyuan, will marry, must be a heavenly genius, absolutely not someone like you, Ye Chen."

  As soon as this was said, a large part of the people in the hall showed anger, although they were happy to see Ye Chen humiliated, but Shangguan Ziyuan's words not only humiliated Ye Chen, but also slapped the entire Ye family in the face.

  Ye Chen only felt a surge of anger, the engagement between him and Shangguan Ziyuan was never established, not even a marriage contract existed, and Ye Wentian had not given Shangguan Qingyun a definite answer in the first place, with an intention to decline. If everyone just dropped the matter from now on, it would be over, but he did not expect Shangguan Ziyuan to come to his door today, completely humiliating him.

  Ye Chen, although no longer concerned about it, would not let someone humiliate him so much. He coldly smiled and said: "Miss Shangguan must have misunderstood. When Master Shangguan mentioned the marriage to my father back then, it was just a casual remark, and my father did not give a definite response. Why has Miss Shangguan come today to pester me?"

  "Shut up!" The blue-clad man beside Shangguan Ziyuan coldly shouted, his eyes like two sharp swords staring at Ye Chen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, filled with deep contempt. "You, a waste not even worth as much as an ant, dare to speak to my junior sister like that."

  Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and if he could, he really wanted to rush up and trample the man under his foot. However, he knew it was impossible. On that man's body, Ye Chen felt a huge pressure. As Shangguan Ziyuan's senior brother and an inner disciple of Shen Cifu, his strength was at least at the ninth stage of the fleshly body... or even stronger.