Chapter 3

At the spot.

The first guard was now covering his throat, trembling all over, almost wetting himself from fear.

Just a moment ago, he had been so close to death.

Beside him, his companion sighed with a tone of reflection, "Our Ye clan truly produces talented individuals. Even a stable boy is stronger than us..."

At this moment, inside the ancestral hall.

The spirit tablets of the Ye clan's ancestors were placed on tall, dark red sandalwood racks.

Around the pillars, candles were lit, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

Ye Feng stepped in, not looking at the spirit tablets, but walking straight to the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard had a large training ground, and at the edge of the training ground, there was a table.

Ye Feng walked up to the table, looked at the old man who was sleeping on it, and knocked on the table a few times.

"Who is it? So early, an old man can't even take a nap." The old man mumbled, opening his eyes with a hint of complaint.

But the moment he saw Ye Feng, the old man suddenly stood up, facing Ye Feng, seemingly discovering something, and was very surprised.

The old man reached out his hand and began to feel Ye Feng's body, pressing here and there, muttering, "Impossible, this is impossible..."

Ye Feng's eyes were strange, and he quickly took a few steps back, saying to the old man, "Senior, to verify True Martial Realm cultivation, do you really need to feel the bones?"

"Huh? Ha ha, no, I'm just curious. You have a special aura, and your body is very good, excellent."

The old man in the coarse linen clothes stared at Ye Feng with his aged eyes, looking him up and down, making a "tsk tsk tsk" sound, which made Ye Feng feel uneasy.

"Is he some kind of weird old man?"

Ye Feng thought, immediately releasing the aura of his First Heaven True Martial Realm cultivation, obtaining the identity token of a formal member of the Ye clan, and directly ran out of the ancestral hall.

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The old man in the coarse linen clothes watched Ye Feng run away so quickly, and smiled slightly. His aged eyes sparkled, and his tone carried a hint of sigh, muttering, "You have finally begun to awaken, that's great..."

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Ye Feng hurriedly ran out of the ancestral hall.

"Brother, wait a moment!"

The guard who had almost wet himself earlier came up, flatteringly placing a shining spirit stone in Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng pinched the hard spirit stone in his hand, looking puzzled, and asked, "What does this mean?"

The guard chuckled, "Just now, I failed to recognize your greatness and offended you. This medium-grade spirit stone, worth a hundred low-grade ordinary spirit stones, is my tribute to you."

Free is free.

Ye Feng put the shining medium-grade spirit stone in his pocket and walked away.

"Brother, I'll treat you to a meal another day."

The guard shouted to Ye Feng.

"No need."

Ye Feng waved his hand and disappeared into the buildings of the Ye clan estate in a flash.

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Half an hour later.

In the edge area of the Ye clan estate, in a dilapidated small house.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged, eyes tightly closed, and the medium-grade spirit stone in his hand had been drained of its spiritual energy.

The golden true qi in his body had grown significantly.

But it was still far from reaching the Second Heaven of the True Martial Realm.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, a faint golden light flashing in his pupils.

"The path of cultivation is too costly."

Ye Feng looked at the powder left after the spirit stone was drained, a bitter smile involuntarily crossing his lips.

Although the Creation Divine Technique allowed him to progress rapidly, with abundant true qi and a strong physique, each cultivation session consumed a lot of resources.

The spiritual energy contained in a medium-grade spirit stone was enough for an ordinary True Martial Realm practitioner to absorb for half a month.

But Ye Feng found that he drained the entire medium-grade spirit stone in just half an hour.

"I don't know how to make the golden divine pill in my mind release spiritual energy on its own and transfer it to me."

Ye Feng thought to himself.

He felt that this golden divine pill must be hiding a great secret, but he currently lacked the ability to unlock it.

After all, this was something his father, the great divine emperor Ye Qingdi, who had the power to reach the heavens, had risked his life to bring back from the "Heaven's Above," the top-ranked life禁区 in the spirit realm.

Ye Feng still vaguely remembered his father's serious look as he whispered in his ear, "This divine pill is enough to make Feng live as long as the sun and moon, and be reborn with the heavens and earth."

Live as long as the sun and moon!

Reborn with the heavens and earth!

How astonishing!

Even the supreme divine emperor cannot live as long as the sun and moon or be reborn with the heavens and earth.

Ye Feng thought about it, and the golden divine pill had released pure spiritual energy when he was about to break through to the First Heaven of the True Martial Realm.

"Could it be that the golden divine pill only releases pure spiritual energy to help me break through at the most critical moment?"

Ye Feng pondered and speculated.

If that was the case, then it seemed he couldn't rely entirely on the golden divine pill in his mind for his cultivation.

Ye Feng closed his eyes again, beginning to circulate the Creation Divine Technique, continuously circulating his qi and blood within his body.

As he completed one large cycle after another, the golden true qi reached his

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limbs, muscles, tendons, and bones.

Ye Feng now only wanted to break through his realm as soon as possible, to advance the Creation Divine Technique to the First Heaven.

"The Creation Divine Technique is very mysterious, and the cultivator must have the direct bloodline of the Creation Divine Dynasty's royal family."

"But in this life, I was reborn as the adopted son of the Ye clan, so why can I cultivate the Creation Divine Technique?"

"Strange, very strange..."

Ye Feng couldn't help but mutter.

But since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't think too much about it.

Now, the most important thing was to focus on improving his cultivation strength.

"Father once told me that as the Creation Divine Technique evolves, each breakthrough to a new heaven allows the cultivator to awaken a very powerful and special innate talent."

Ye Feng was very curious about what the first innate talent he would awaken when he advanced the Creation Divine Technique to the First Heaven would be.

He remembered that his father, Ye Qingdi, had awakened a very powerful divine sword called the Heavenly Tribulation Sword when he reached the First Heaven of the Creation Divine Technique.

Ye Feng had personally seen his father, Ye Qingdi, use that sword to slay a majestic ancient true dragon that was ten thousand feet long!

And while Ye Feng was quietly cultivating in his small house.

At the center of the Ye clan estate, in a large inner garden.

On the green grass, Chen Jiu knelt in terror, kowtowing to the young lady in front of him, "Second Miss, I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have buried Li Si without telling you! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Chen Jiu ultimately couldn't hide it and was found out by Second Miss Ye Ziling.

At this moment, the young lady standing in front of Chen Jiu was wearing a pink long dress, with a waterfall of jet-black hair cascading over her snow-white shoulders, and a red gemstone adorning her forehead, giving her a natural air of nobility.

This young lady was the second miss of the Ye clan, Ye Ziling.