Chapter Eighty-Three: Nan'er Leaves

  Ye Chen smiled lightly, Xiao Mao sometimes was so stubborn, like a single-minded person, yet it made people's hearts ache.

  Young Master.

  "Uh-huh."

  "You must promise Nang'er, no matter where Young Master is in the future, you can't forget Nang'er, okay?" Nang'er leaned her body into Ye Chen's arms and whispered.

  "Hmm, young master may forget who I am, but he will never forget my Nang'er."

  "If that young master remembers Nang'er, he must be happy and have a smile on his face, okay?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Afterwards, Nang'er won't be by Young Master's side, so Young Master must take good care of himself and not let Nang'er worry..."

  "Uh-huh." Ye Chen's heart felt a pang of sadness, his hands clenched tightly around the thirteen-year-old girl in his arms, her soft words tugging at his heartstrings.

  On the second day, before dawn broke, Nang'er gently pushed away Ye Chen's arm. Her big eyes were red and swollen as she looked at Ye Chen who was still fast asleep. Tears flowed down her face once again as she whispered softly: "Young Master, Nang'er will miss you, take care of yourself, Nang'er is leaving."

  "Bang."

  A drop of tear fell on Ye Chen's forehead, then flowed into his eyes, warm but soon turned icy. A faint sound of footsteps came, Nan'er left, leaving Ye Chen's room, leaving the small courtyard, leaving Chu Di, leaving Dong Zhou.

  Ye Chen opened his eyes, and there was some moisture on his eyelids and eyelashes, which were Nang'er's tears. His chest was also wet with a large patch, as the little girl had not slept all night, silently crying and wetting his collar. Ye Chen hadn't fallen asleep either, but he had to pretend to be asleep.

  Watching Nan'er disappear into the distance, Ye Chen's heart suddenly felt empty, this feeling was very uncomfortable. This time they parted ways, he didn't know when he would see that lovely little face again.

  "Nan'er, cultivate well, we will meet again someday." Ye Chen whispered to himself, then quickly gathered his emotions, looking at the top of the tent, silently thinking about how to settle Xiao Xianfeng's affairs.

  Outside the small courtyard, Nang stood beside Yuling, her red and swollen eyes staring silently at Ye Chen's room.

  "Nan'er, are you going to say goodbye to Chen'er?" Yuling gently stroked her hair and whispered.

  "It's okay." Nannuo wiped away her tears and forced a faint smile, "Let's go, Yu Auntie."

  In the end, it was time to leave. Saying goodbye would only add to the reluctance. Nan'er seemed to have matured a lot, she was very quiet, burying all her reluctance deep in her heart. She took one last deep look at that room, and that glance seemed like eternity, like a lifetime. Then, with Yuling, she stepped into the void and disappeared from the Ye family.

  In the room, Ye Chen tried his best to think about Xiaoxianfeng's affairs, not allowing his heart to be occupied by Nanniang's departure. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of how to settle Xiaoxianfeng.

  Suddenly, the chaotic fairy mark on his chest slightly trembled, and a thought entered his mind.

  Ye Chen's face showed a look of surprise, the idea that had entered his mind was how to control the Chaotic Sacred Mark to put external life forms inside it, presumably the Chaotic Sacred Soul knew Ye Chen's thoughts and transmitted this information to him.

  This way, Xiaoxian's matter was perfectly resolved. From now on, she could always be by his side, and as long as Ye Chen didn't die, she wouldn't be in danger.

  "Hey, I know you're awake." Ye Chen said softly, stroking the scar on his chest.

  "Hey, don't pretend to be dead."

  "Hello."

  Ye Chen was speechless, and he still called out to him, but the Hun Dun Xian Hun pretended to be dead and didn't respond. In the end, he had no choice but to give up.

  Soon after, Ye Chen got out of bed and found Ye Xiao Tian. He took out the Black Chen wood he had brought back from deep in the rear mountain, which made Ye Xiao Tian extremely happy. The Black Chen wood was very precious, and except for the time when Ye Wen Tian had gone deep into the rear mountain to retrieve a segment, no one in Lin Cheng owned such a treasure.

  Ye Chen's body had six or seven storage bags, all of which were filled with several hundred years' worth of Black Astral Wood. When he took out the Black Astral Wood from the third storage bag, Ye Xiao Tian excitedly said: "Enough, enough! Don't mention one hundred bows, this amount of Black Astral Wood is enough to make five hundred bows. You can keep the rest for yourself."

  "Little uncle, these Black Qi Woods are of no use to me. I have some more here, let's put them all in the family warehouse." Ye Chen smiled, and indeed, the Black Qi Woods were of no use to him.

  "No, no, this black wood is good, but the material is too hard and difficult to process. It's going to be a hassle to make these one hundred bows, who knows when we'll finish? You can keep the rest for yourself, put it in storage and take up space."

  Ye Chen was speechless. Such precious Black Chen wood, Ye Xiao Tian actually said it's taking up space in the warehouse, really leaving him speechless. After thinking about it, he didn't insist anymore, and left the rest on his body, who knows if it will come in handy someday.

  Ye Chen did not think at this moment that the black wood left on his body would really be useful in the future, saving the lives of countless people.

  The Ye family's greatest worry was eliminated, and Ye Chen immediately told Ye Xiao Tian and several elders, letting them put down the stone in their hearts. With a word from Yu Linglong, they no longer worried about the fate of the Ye family.

  The words came out of Ye Chen's mouth, and now no one in the Ye family would suspect anything. From then on, there was no longer a heavy atmosphere in the Ye family. Moreover, the thousand soldiers from the City Master's Mansion came to surrender, greatly increasing the Ye family's military strength. The industries and wealth of the three major families and the City Master's Mansion were also taken over by the Ye family. It can be said that the current Ye family has already left the fourth-rate family and entered the third-rate family ranks, provided that Ye Chen does not leave the Ye family. If Ye Chen leaves, the Ye family will still be a fourth-rate family. In any of the three families, there must be one person who has experienced the Secret Realm of Life and Death and the Spring of Fate. Otherwise, no matter how strong your financial resources are, you will still be a fourth-rate family.

  Ye Chen found Ye Yan, and after discussing it over, they decided to set off for Ying City in ten days. Both of them were filled with anticipation at the prospect of selecting disciples from the four major blessed lands. No one was willing to cultivate alone, and joining a large power was equivalent to having access to a vast amount of spiritual medicine resources. Their cultivation speed would soar rapidly, and they would also have the guidance of their seniors in the sect, allowing them to avoid many detours.

  When Ye Chen got up and returned to the small courtyard behind the house, Ye Yan also followed him, saying that Nang had left and no one was taking care of him, so she would take care of Ye Chen from now on.

  Ye Chen was speechless and expressed his opposition, but to no avail. Ye Yan was very insistent, brought some things, and directly moved into Nan Er's room.

  That evening, Ye Yan was busy and happy, personally cooking a meal for Ye Chen. When he saw the dishes Ye Yan brought to the table, Ye Chen's expression changed subtly, his heart secretly bitter, wondering if eating would poison him.

  "Little brother, eat some more and try sister's cooking. It was specially made for you, it must suit your taste." Ye Yan happily picked up food with her chopsticks and put them into Ye Chen's bowl. But she didn't notice that Ye Chen's face almost turned green.

  "Huh? Brother Chen, why aren't you eating? Is it because you think my cooking is no good?" Ye Yan gazed at Ye Chen with a threatening tone.

  Ye Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "No way, Sister Yan's cooking just by looking at it and smelling the aroma I can tell it's definitely a heavenly delicacy. A thousand gold beautiful woman like you is willing to cook for me, little brother is already very moved."

  "Why don't you pick up your chopsticks?" Ye Yan gave Ye Chen a glance, then gently picked up the dish and fed it to Ye Chen's mouth, "Sister is feeding you, try some quickly."

  Looking at Ye Yan's expectant face, Ye Chen couldn't bear to refuse. Anyway, it wasn't poisonous, so he might as well just consider it medicine. But he miserably discovered that even taking medicine wasn't this painful. That forced smile immediately became extremely stiff.

  "What's wrong?" Seeing Ye Chen's face, Ye Yan felt a pang of disappointment in her heart.

  "Hey, Yan sister, how much salt did you put in?" Ye Chen asked carefully.

  "It's not much, just five or six spoons."

  Ye Chen almost spat it out, he knew how big that spoon was, five or six spoons, wasn't it going to poison someone? At this time, his taste buds were severely damaged, and there was only a salty taste in his mouth, which was beyond description. He picked up a bowl of soup and started gulping down, but as soon as he took a sip, he spat it out immediately. This soup was even saltier than the dish, Ye Chen suspected that the whole bowl of soup was made of salt water.

  "Cough, cough..."

  Ye Chen rushed out of the room without saying a word, ran into the kitchen and drank five large bowls of cold water before feeling slightly better. He returned to the room again, where Ye Yan was staring at him with misty eyes, "Chen brother, is sister really useless? The dishes are almost poisoned."

  "Ah, no, it's nothing, you're not the first one, it will be better later."

  "Really? Then I'll do it tomorrow, and after Nannan leaves, sister will cook for you every day, okay?"

  Ye Chen covered his head, having the urge to knock himself dead. He just couldn't understand why his mouth had to be so cheap, wasn't this pushing himself into a fire pit?

  "Yan Jie, look, you're the eldest miss of the Ye family, the daughter of a prominent family head, how can you cook for me every day? Let the servants do it instead."

  "Sister is willing to take care of you, how about it? Are you looking down on sister's cooking skills?"

  Looking at the threatening and resentful look in Ye Yan's eyes, Ye Chen felt a sense of powerlessness and despair. What the hell is going on? Looking at how he had to spend this period of time suffering from poison, why was life so miserable?

  "Alright, Sister Yan, whatever you say goes. Don't look at me with that gaze, little brother can't take it." Ye Chen said weakly.

  Ten days passed in a flash, and for the first few days, Ye Chen was indeed tortured. He even felt that his taste buds had gone bad, and everything he ate tasted the same - salty. Fortunately, Ye Yan made some progress through continuous exploration, and the dishes she cooked were no longer like poison. Slowly but surely, they became edible.

  Ye Chen felt that these short ten days were like walking through hell, there was nothing more painful than this. Fortunately, it was already time to go to Ying City, and he could finally get rid of it.

  Ye Yan prepared a few sets of quick-change clothes for herself and Ye Chen, packed them into storage bags, and after preparing everything, they arrived at the family hall. Ye Xiao Tian and several elders were there. After a round of instructions, the two finally set foot on the road to Ying City.