Chapter 63: Perverted Bastard

"Zijin, go to bed early on rainy days and don't catch a cold." Ye Baolin walked over gently, his handsome face wearing a loving smile, tinged with a hint of melancholy.

Zijin looked up, affectionately holding her father's hand, and blinked her bright, black eyes, coquettishly asking, "Father, what are you sighing about?"

"Ha ha."

Ye Baolin chuckled, lightly tapping her delicate nose, and smiled, "I'm just thinking about how I've finally raised my daughter to be so beautiful and graceful. It makes me a little sad to think that one day, my precious daughter will be taken away by some scoundrel, and it makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Father, what are you talking about? I'll never get married; I'll stay with you forever." Zijin's face turned a rosy hue as she pouted, then gently leaned on her father's arm, quietly gazing at the drizzle under the night sky.

"It's not possible to never get married. I can't take care of you forever. Your mother said that all men are scoundrels, but if I find you a better one to marry, she can rest in peace." Ye Baolin said softly.

"Ha ha..."

Zijin was amused by her father's words, smiling, then turned, her brows slightly furrowed, and said sadly, "Father, are you thinking about Mother?"

"Yes, I am thinking about her."

Ye Baolin was momentarily lost in thought, then sighed, looking at his daughter's delicate face, "You look more and more like your mother, just as beautiful and smart. She would be very happy to know."

"Mother would be happiest to know that she married you."

Zijin leaned on her father's arm, knowing that he often thought of her mother. Unfortunately, life has its joys and sorrows, just like the moon has its phases, and it cannot be stopped.

"Alright, let's not talk about these things. Have you noticed anything recently?" Ye Baolin patted his daughter's hand, his face showing a smile. Having such a loving daughter by his side was a great comfort to him.

"From what I've seen, the An family, the Qin family, and the Bai family all have their eyes on us. I wonder how prepared they are. Do they really think they can defeat our Ye family?" Zijin said.

Ye Baolin's smile gradually faded, and he replied, "They have never given up over the years. By now, they must have been preparing for a long time. How could they give up now?"

"Do they really think our Ye family is easy to deal with?" Zijin fell silent, gazing at the drizzle under the night sky, no longer speaking.

Another morning after the rain, the earth was washed clean, the air was particularly fresh, as if the scent of earth was wafting everywhere.

On a rock at the back of the Du family's mountain, a purple-robed youth sat cross-legged, his hands forming cultivation seals, eyes slightly closed, surrounded by a faint golden glow. The rock beneath him was spotless, untouched by the night's rain. Streams of faint golden energy, like countless tiny serpents, circulated in and out of his body, creating a mysterious and wondrous scene.

On the rock, the purple-robed youth's chest rose and fell slightly, his breathing long and steady. As time passed, a subtle, invisible ripple spread around him. It seemed that a certain energy from the world was entering his body through his breathing, making his skin emit a faint golden glow, with secret runes faintly flickering on his skin.

"This kid is definitely a freak."

Not far away, Wang Lin, the demonic tiger, stood beside the illusory Zhen Qingchun, who kept muttering to himself, staring at the purple-robed figure sitting cross-legged on the rock.

More than half a month had passed, and everything was beyond Zhen Qingchun's expectations. He never thought that the freakish kid could make such great progress in alchemy, needing no more than a few explanations to understand and apply the knowledge thoroughly. In martial cultivation, he also made significant progress.

"Whoosh!"

By noon, the purple-robed youth on the rock finally stopped his cultivation, the golden glow around him completely withdrawn into his body. He exhaled the last wisp of turbid air, his eyelashes fluttered, and his clear eyes snapped open, a faint golden light flashing in them, his gaze sharp and profound.

"Brother Qingchun's alchemy is really excellent. At this rate, it won't be long before I break through to the Beyond Realm."

Feeling the abundant mystic energy in his dantian, Du Shaofu's face showed a smile. The effects of the alchemy pills made by Zhen Qingchun were excellent, allowing him to make rapid progress with each dose, which made him increasingly admire Brother Qingchun.

"Keep working hard and strive to break through soon." Du Shaofu muttered, stretching lazily, and leaped off the rock.

"This kid is really a freak."

Two days later, when Zhen Qingchun saw Du Shaofu, who had taken a lot of medicinal herbs, brutally slamming his body into the cliff, turning large chunks of hard rock into powder, he was speechless.

With Zhen Qingchun's discerning eye, he knew just how formidable Du Shaofu's body was, like a human form of a young Great Peng.

Such a powerful body was impossible for a normal human, even among the ancient forces and ancient tribes of the human race, there would be no such freakish method of body cultivation to achieve such a level.

"Perverted bastard, this bastard is a freak."

Three days later, when Zhen Qingchun saw the spiritual liquid floating in the spirit furnace that Du Shaofu had condensed from the refined medicinal herbs, he was speechless, his eyes wide with shock. It had taken him several months to successfully refine medicinal herbs with the spirit furnace, but this freakish bastard had done it in just over ten days.

Especially during these ten days, he had to cultivate martial arts and the body cultivation method of the Golden-winged Great Peng bird, truly multitasking. Yet, this freakish bastard succeeded easily, failing only twice and destroying a few thousand mystic coins worth of herbs. When he was a novice, he failed five times and destroyed tens of thousands of mystic coins worth of medicinal herbs.

As time passed, with the day of the young generation's competition of the five major families of Stone City approaching, the city became increasingly lively. The streets and alleys, and even the topics of conversation after meals, gradually revolved around the young generation's competition of the five major families.

The competition among the five major families, as usual, naturally included betting by the entire population.

The outstanding young generation of the five major families were naturally the hot favorites for betting.

Of course, there were always dark horses, and the most interesting to bettors were these dark horses, as they had the highest odds. If you bet on the right one, you could really make a fortune.

In Stone City, there were many betting points, and it was rumored that many of these points were controlled by the five major families, earning them substantial profits every year.

The betting points had information on all the young generation of the five major families.

Since the participants' information for the young generation's competition had to be submitted seven days in advance, this information was not a secret, making it easy for the betting points to obtain and for bettors to place their bets.

This time, there were many hot favorites, including Ye Zijin of the Ye family, An Long and An Hu of the An family, Qin Xiaolu of the Qin family, Bai Tianming and Bai Caiyi of the Bai family. These were the most popular among bettors.

However, the most popular ones naturally had low odds, but the betting was still very intense.

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