Volume One, Chapter 11: Exposed

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She knew that Zheng Feng’s Dao companion was called Autumn Rain Tong. Zheng Feng painfully took out forty thousand spirit stones, each shining faintly, and every stone he handed over stung deeply. “Here, absorb it quickly. Tonight I’ll bring Dao Sister Qiu along again.” His heart was bleeding. Giving away his own Dao companion to someone else, and having to pay for it himself! But then he thought, for the future of the clan, it was worth it! “Hmph, if she still doesn’t have a spiritual root this time, you might as well die. Even if that Xiao Wanying from the Liuyun Sect comes, it won’t help.” Xiao Wanying, upon hearing this guy daring to slander her, withdrew her invisibility. The three of them formed a slightly crooked line—Ye Bufan at the start, Xiao Wanying at the end, and Zheng Feng in the middle. So, Ye Bufan saw her appear immediately, his face full of surprise, while Zheng Feng remained unaware. Seeing Ye Bufan’s expression and thinking he had successfully scared him, Zheng Feng’s mood lifted somewhat, and he continued with harsher words. “Hmph, don’t think I’m afraid of her. Even if she’s standing right in front of me now, I wouldn’t be scared.” Before the person arrived, her fragrance came first. “Oh, it seems your skills have improved!” “Ah, you… you, Senior Xiao, why are you here?” He replied nervously, shifting slightly to the left, positioning himself for a better escape angle. “Senior is here to make amends. I—I was just joking with him, haha.” Xiao Wanying’s seductive eyes held a hint of mockery as she said. “Oh? Then what’s the meaning of you sending both money and your Dao companion to my disciple’s father?” Without waiting for a response, Xiao Wanying pressed on to clarify the situation. “Honestly tell me, what secret are you hiding?” Zheng Feng’s face flushed red; it was difficult to say, embarrassing even. After a moment, having understood the matter, Xiao Wanying suddenly glared at Ye Bufan. “Is what he said true?” Ye Bufan stammered, “Uh, Ancestor Xiao, it really is like that, but you can’t let my daughters know. If they find out, I’d have no face to meet them.” Xiao Wanying looked at Ye Bufan strangely. “I never expected you to have such a special constitution. No wonder your children have always had yellow-grade spiritual roots.” “It’s such a pity!” Ye Bufan asked, “A pity about what?” “A pity you’re just a mortal.”

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She then continued, “You’re coming back to my sect. You can’t stay here; your ability must not be known by others.” She issued her decision with authority. Ye Bufan wanted to resist—freedom was precious, and being controlled by the sect would mean losing it—but now he had no choice but to endure and wait until he became stronger to establish his own power base. Suddenly, a sharp sword aura exploded without warning. Xiao Wanying instantly annihilated Zheng Feng, who had thought the crisis was over. He vanished into dust as if he had never existed. Ye Bufan was stunned. He thought, this woman is ruthless and decisive, and he was deeply afraid. He had even harbored fantasies about this young woman, and if she found out, he would surely die a miserable death. Fortunately, he had behaved respectfully just now. However, he had just accepted forty thousand spirit stones from Zheng Feng—should he still honor the agreement? Liuyun Sect At the abandoned pit halfway up Sword-Hiding Peak, a secluded spot in the sect, Xiao Wanying cleared a small area to settle Ye Bufan and his family of eight. “Prepare this place. You’ll live here from now on. There’s an array protecting the area; no one without a token can enter.” Ye Bufan asked, “Where are my three daughters now? Can they come here to live with us?” “Yes, that’s no problem. If they want to, of course they can. The spiritual energy here is very dense.” She wanted to mention the topic of breeding offspring but felt embarrassed to bring it up as an unmarried woman. “Uh, then prepare for tonight. I’ll arrange someone to test it.” Her cheeks flushed with shyness, but she fixed Ye Bufan with a commanding gaze. As a Nascent Soul Grand Cultivator, she could not show weakness in front of a mortal. In the sect’s assembly hall, the guarding disciples saw a streak of seven-colored light flying swiftly—they all knew it could only be the Ancestor and dared not intercept her. “Greetings, Ancestor.” “Mm, notify all elders above to come to the hall for a meeting.” “Yes.” Within fifteen minutes, all fifteen qualified attendees had arrived. Sect Leader Yu bowed, “Greetings, Ancestor. May I ask what urgent matter has arisen?” Xiao Wanying said, “What I am about to say is top secret. No one is allowed to leak this.” … “What? Such a miraculous event actually exists.”

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“This time, the Liuyun Sect will rise, ha ha.” “Ancestor, this Ye Bufan must be controlled well. All those who know about this must be eliminated.” Xiao Wanying said, “Fortunately, very few people know about this, only the Zheng family. Yu Cheng, you are to lead forces immediately to exterminate the Zheng family.” She spoke with heavy and ruthless authority at last. “To prevent any mishaps, the entire Zheng family must be wiped out.” “Yes.” “This matter is absolutely confidential. Besides you, no one else is to be informed.” Everyone nodded in agreement. Third Elder Liu Rufeng said, “Ancestor, this time, just assign Ye Bufan to my Liu family. I have many granddaughters, it’s quite fitting.” Knowing of Ye Bufan’s good fortune, his family naturally wanted the first chance. The Grand Elder’s excitement had yet to fade; hearing this, he immediately disagreed. Everyone wanted the child with the supreme spiritual root to come from their own family first. “Third Elder, that’s not right. The order of assignment should be arranged by me, the Grand Elder. Why are you rushing?” Fifth Elder said, “Wait, this isn’t fair. I won’t compete either. I think we should draw lots.” Back at the abandoned pit halfway up Sword-Hiding Peak: Ye Bufan said, “Living in a cave is really uncomfortable; the light is so poor.” Nie Yushan and Zheng Xiuying agreed, “Yes, dear, let’s build a house outside. It’s too damp in here.” Outside the mine, on a platform, three adults and several children happily built their wooden house. The joyful atmosphere made Xiao Wanying, who was watching from afar with spiritual perception, suddenly feel that having children was quite delightful and fun. The Grand Elder returned to his clan. “Chen Qing, you are now the clan head. Tell me, who has the best spiritual root quality in our family?” “That’s obviously you, Ancestor. Everyone knows our pillar of strength is your Wind Spiritual Root.” “Pfft.” Elder Chen, drinking tea, couldn’t help but spit tea all over Chen Qing’s face. Then he said seriously, “I mean, aside from me, among the women.” Chen Qing wanted to object that he hadn’t made that clear before, but dared only think it. “Sigh, Ancestor, our family’s women really don’t have anyone outstanding.” “The tenth generation, Chen Xinyi, is the best, but she only has a third-grade spiritual root. The others have fourth or fifth-grade roots, and those with connections to your sect aren’t even accepted. No one looks up to them.” Elder Chen pondered for a moment. According to what Ye Bufan said, even that third-grade root could produce offspring with heavenly spiritual root aptitude.