Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Since it was the King’s Order, Xiao Chuanqi and others naturally had nothing more to say. They left Northern Cloud Residence for the Northern Border overnight. As for Ye Feng, he decided to stay here for the night.

In fact, the reason he did this was partly to absorb and digest the imperial luck contained in the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll, and more importantly, to see the movements of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts and the Great General’s Mansion.

Now that he had won the championship at the Martial Dao Conference, and was about to take up the position of Dean at the Xuanyuan Nation’s Martial Dao Academy, it was certain that many forces would be watching the Northern Cloud Residence. The overnight departure of Xiao Chuanqi and his party would not go unnoticed by those with intentions.

If the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts wanted to sanction him, seeing that he had no attendants following him, they would certainly become restless, and Ye Feng was waiting for them.

"Great General, I hope you will act as a general should, don’t disappoint me," Ye Feng tapped on the table, then stood up ready to enter the basement to cultivate.

With various powers surging at the moment, the best, and the only, way to respond was to maximize one’s own strength. Therefore, Ye Feng would not miss any opportunity to enhance himself, as this had become his habit over the years.

What Ye Feng didn’t expect was that as he was about to turn and enter the basement, someone suddenly reported from outside: "Your Highness Northern King, Second Sect Leader Shi Yehong and an old man called Zhuge Wuming have come to visit!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng immediately turned around and went out. If it was just Shi Yehong, that would be fine; the man could be considered half the master of Northern Cloud Residence, and there was no need for Ye Feng to be overly courteous with him. But the old man Zhuge Wuming, he dared not neglect; aside from Zhuge Wuming’s identity, he had once saved Ye Feng’s life in Fallen Dragon Valley.

In the reception hall, Ye Feng clasped his hands in salute and said, "Junior pays respects to Senior Zhuge. What brings Senior visiting so late at night?"

Zhuge Wuming was not sitting in the main seat, but standing in the hall. His attire was a gray robe, and he looked somewhat frail. To the outside world, his simple attire could make him seem like any ordinary old man, and those unaware would never think him to be an elder of the Utility Pavilion, one of the two great influential characters in the Xuanyuan Nation.

The other elder, Tang Bai, usually wore luxurious purple clothes and wore two Emperor’s Green rings inherited from the Ancient Dynasty, giving him a very wealthy and noble appearance. Compared to him, the two elders were like night and day.

Zhuge Wuming waved his hand to indicate Ye Feng need not be overly polite, before he said, "Today, I have come first to congratulate you on winning the championship at the Martial Dao Conference. According to the agreement, you should next assume the position of Dean. However, there has been a sudden development."

"What development?" Ye Feng asked.

"Regarding the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts!" Zhuge Wuming got straight to the point and said, "Originally according to the agreement, after the Martial Dao Conference, a Martial Dao Academy would be established in the Capital, and it would be promoted nationwide. But now, the Nine Great Sects have used various excuses to back out."

Shi Yehong couldn’t help but say, "Even if they have excuses, they can’t keep backing out, right? Isn’t that clearly reneging on the deal?"

Zhuge Wuming smiled faintly and said, "Indeed, they intend to renege because their people were not elected as the Dean. So they’re simply playing dirty. If this continues, all the resources that were agreed upon, including the most important Cultivation Method and Martial Technique, I expect they will no longer provide."

At this point, Zhuge Wuming looked up at Ye Feng and said, "If the Nine Great Sects do not cooperate this time, even if the Martial Academy is established, it will surely fall short. I wonder what you, as the Dean, think about this?"

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Since we have agreed on this and have a contract in hand, we shouldn’t fear their evasions."

Zhuge Wuming gave a wry smile and said, "That’s true, but if they stubbornly continue to renege, what can you do to them?"

Ye Feng said sternly, "My stance is singular—they can fail to contribute manpower and effort if they wish, but they must provide the resources that were agreed upon before, such as various Pill Medicines and Treasure Weapons. Additionally, the most important Cultivation Method and Martial Technique must be presented.

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Otherwise, relying solely on our Utility Pavilion is utterly insufficient, and we cannot carry out the national promotion in the strictest sense."

Zhuge Wuming then asked, "Cultivation Method and Martial Technique are the lifeblood and most important legacy of each sect. Do you think they would so easily hand them over? Now that you are the Dean, once these are handed over, it would be equivalent to giving them into your hands, and they would lose that legacy."

Ye Feng spoke with an icy tone, "According to the agreement, isn’t it stated that each sect is allowed to withhold its most vital part of the heritage? The agreement only requires them to offer a small portion of their less important Cultivation Method and Martial Technique."

"However, even this small part of less important Cultivation Method and Martial Technique, they may not be willing to give. You’re not ignorant of the temperament of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts—if it weren’t for this, last century, our Xuanyuan Nation nearly faced annihilation," Zhuge Wuming sighed deeply.

Ye Feng’s gaze turned colder, and he said slowly, "If they can’t even do this most basic thing, then they shouldn’t blame me for being impolite later."

Zhuge Wuming was undoubtedly curious and immediately asked, "When that time comes, what do you intend to do?"

Ye Feng sneered and replied, "How I will act specifically is hard to say now; it will depend on the state of affairs at that time. But I have one thing to say at this moment, ’Under the broad heavens, all land is the King’s; along the shores of the land, all are the King’s subjects!’"

Upon hearing these words, Zhuge Wuming’s gaze could not help but sharpen. He suddenly thought of the worry Tang Bai had expressed earlier—fearing that Ye Feng might inherit that person’s legacy and retread the same old path from over two thousand years ago. Now it seemed that this possibility could not be ruled out.

However, Zhuge Wuming understood in his heart that today’s world was no longer what it was more than two thousand years ago, and Ye Feng was definitely not the person from back then.

Moreover, with the Alien Space-Time stirring restlessly on the other side, the Great Wall of Heaven, which had stood for over two thousand years, had seen its Great Formation weather the relentless passage of time, its efficacy steadily weakening, and it would not be able to hold off the forces much longer.

Therefore, the nationwide implementation of the Martial Academy was imperative. Furthermore, should real chaos arise, it would be necessary for a preeminent hero to take charge, and Zhuge Wuming naturally preferred that hero to be the Ye Feng before him.

With this thought, Zhuge Wuming said, "Of course, this is just the worst-case scenario. I came tonight to give you a heads-up, so that you’re mentally prepared. Also, don’t feel psychologically burdened. However, the inauguration ceremony for the headmaster might have to be pushed back a bit."

At this moment, Shi Yehong said, "With your ability to gather intelligence, you must have noticed the movements of the other nations by now. The situation will likely take a turn soon, so you need to prepare as soon as possible."

Ye Feng couldn’t help but smile and said, "I was already making preparations. It’s just that you arrived at this moment."

Zhuge Wuming let out a wry chuckle and said, "In that case, we were the ones who disturbed you. We’ll take our leave now. There are many matters where it’s inconvenient for us old folks to step in, so we’ll have to rely on you young ones going forward."

Suddenly Ye Feng thought of a question and asked, "By the way, Senior Zhuge, given how the situation is unfolding, it is very likely that a response from the Great General will be needed soon. If he is uncooperative or inactive, what should be done?"

Without a second thought, Zhuge Wuming said, "Everything must take the greater good into account. If anyone dares to ignore the nation’s well-being for personal grievances, they should be dealt with accordingly!"

"I understand. Thank you for the guidance, Senior!" Ye Feng said, bowing slightly.

Zhuge Wuming nodded slightly and then stepped away to leave.

Shi Yehong walked over, patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, and said with a sigh, "As the saying goes, ’With great power comes great responsibility.’ From now on, it’s up to you. This old fellow wants to help, but I’m no longer able. With your recent prominence, be careful of the Sects of Ancient Martial Arts and avoid repeating the old path of the Capital Region’s ambush."

After finishing his words, Shi Yehong turned and left, but just as he reached the threshold, he suddenly added, "By the way, this time I’ve left you four people. These four are pretty much all I have left. As your senior, this is all the help I can offer you."

Ye Feng gladly accepted. In the entire imperial capital, there were not many who truly cared for him, and Shi Yehong was one of them. After seeing off the two, he turned and walked into the study’s secret chamber.

To Ye Feng’s surprise, during this period, the Luck within the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll had continued to strengthen, suggesting that his reputation was still expanding. This was clearly a good thing.

"One night should be enough to absorb and assimilate it. By then, my combat power should be able to double!" Ye Feng thought to himself. Then he sat down cross-legged and, after calming his mind, entered into a state of cultivation.

As he cultivated, a portion of the Luck from the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll was used to open the Acupoints while another portion was used to enhance the quality of his Qi Force. Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, the night went by, and with the dawn, Ye Feng finally opened his eyes from the cultivation state.

After a full night of cultivation, he had successfully opened four hundred and sixty Acupoints; his quantity of Qi Force had undoubtedly increased significantly, and additionally, half of the Qi Force in his Acupoints had successfully transformed into Qi Essence.

Yet Ye Feng knew that Qi Essence was just a transition and that his real goal was Spirit Essence. Only by transforming all the Qi Force and Qi Essence in his body into Spirit Essence could he embark on the true Golden Core Great Dao.

"My Acupoints show no signs of exhaustion, and the Qi Force is multiplying. Transforming Qi Force entirely into Great Spirit Essence is no easy task, even with the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll. It seems there’s still a long road ahead!"

Ye Feng inwardly sighed and then slowly stood up. At that moment, the bones of his body crackled and popped. It turned out that the mysterious Luck that transformed his Qi Force was also reshaping his flesh body.

Only then did Ye Feng realize that Foundation Establishment not only involved cultivating Spirit Essence but also transforming the flesh body; it was a phase for holistically building one’s foundation. No wonder Bu Tianyun was so physically formidable—it was this terror that characterized the Ancient Daoist Cultivators.

"Next, it’s time to return to the Northern Border. Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts, I hope you won’t disappoint me!" Ye Feng let out a faint cold laugh and then stepped out of the study.

By this time, Hong Qingyan had already prepared breakfast. Even now, as a foremost Ancient Daoist Cultivator whose Cultivation Realm had achieved some success, Hong Qingyan’s attitude towards Ye Feng had not changed at all. This was just like how, despite Ye Feng’s successful return to the Northern Border and regaining control of power, his treatment of her had not changed one bit.