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"Chen Feng, thank you."

Ji Qingxue was completely shocked by Ye Chenfeng's strength. She did not expect that Ye Chenfeng, who had only been in the Sky Fire Martial House for a little more than a month, had already defeated the thirty-fifth ranked Shangguan Xuan.

At this moment, a sliver of regret appeared in her heart. She regretted using Ye Chenfeng as a shield and hurting him, but when she thought of the first 'Grandmaster Chen' who had touched her heart, the sliver of regret in her heart lessened by quite a bit.

In his battle with Shangguan Yan just now, Ye Chenfeng had checked the results of his hard work. He, who had broken through to the third level as a Mystic Beast Master and trained to the Viscera Refinement Stage, was completely capable of defeating an ordinary sixth level Mystic Beast Master.

Furthermore, if he were to use half-step sword force, Ye Zichen felt that he would be able to fight against a first class Earth Beast. However, whether he could defeat his opponent would still need to be tested.

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun reflected off the mountains and rivers, interweaving into an incomparably magnificent scene.

After resting for a few hours, Ye Chenfeng returned to his peak condition. He looked at the dazzling sunset outside the window and muttered to himself, "Ye family, it's time to go back and take a look."

Ye Chenfeng did not have any feelings for the Ye family, but he did have an extremely deep feeling for his foster father, Ye Xuanxiang. If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Xuanxiang had taken him in and raised him up, he would not be as strong as the current Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng had always suspected Ye Xuanxiang's sudden death. This time, when he returned to the Ye family, he would definitely find out the truth and seek revenge for his godfather, who was as heavy as a mountain.

"Elder Liu, I want to make a trip back to the Violet Gold Imperial City. I wonder if I can borrow a Greenwing Dove?" Ye Zichen walked in the setting sun and found Elder Liu, then borrowed the Green Wing Dove.

"Of course." Elder Liu happily agreed.

When he saw Ye Chenfeng's monstrous talent, Elder Liu valued him even more. He completely believed that as long as Ye Chenfeng had enough time and space, he would soar into the sky.

"Thank you, Elder Liu." With Elder Liu's help, he borrowed a turquoise feathered turquoise turquoise winged turtledove with wingspan of more than ten meters. It left the Skyfire Martial House, flew across the vast mountains of the Violet Cloud Mountain, and returned to the outskirts of the Imperial City.

"Wait for me here."

After giving the highly intelligent Greenwing Dove the order, Ye Chenfeng returned to the Violet Gold Imperial City by himself and walked towards the Ye Residence.

Ye Zichen wandered along the spacious streets of the imperial city, and looked at the luxurious buildings on both sides of the streets. He saw the young ladies with beautiful bodies and wearing thin dresses, laughing and playing around with one another, and his heart was as calm as still water.

As he embarked on his cultivation journey, Ye Chenfeng no longer felt much about the beauty of the mortal world. The only thing he longed for was to go against the will of heaven and break through the void with martial arts.

"We're here."

Roughly an hour later, Ye Chenfeng passed through the dark night and arrived at the brightly lit Ye family mansion. As he looked at the faintly remembered mansion, a hint of a memory appeared in his mind.

"I'll have to trouble you to tell them that Ye Chenfeng has come to meet you." Ye Chenfeng stood outside the majestic Ye residence and said in a deep voice.

"Young Master, you're back."

Hearing the guard's report, the old butler immediately came out from the manor and said excitedly.

"You called the wrong person, I am no longer a member of the Ye Family." Ye Chenfeng said without any trace of emotion as he walked into the familiar yet unfamiliar Ye Family manor.

"Morning Wind has finally brought you back."

The moment Ye Chenfeng walked into the lush front yard, the head of the Ye family, Ye Qingchuan, hurried out with a group of Ye family disciples to welcome him.

As he looked at the familiar faces, Ye Zichen did not feel excited at all. Among these people, other than Ye Qingchuan and Ye Ziling, who were slightly better to him, no one else thought of him as a member of the Ye Clan.

"Leader Ye, Ji Qing Xue said that you have something to give me."

Ye Zichen looked at Ye Qingchuan with a calm gaze and asked in a neither cold nor hot manner.

"En, Morning Wind, let's talk in my study."

However, he did not blame Ye Chenfeng. After all, he had kicked him out when he was in the most difficult time, so it was reasonable that he did not recognize the Ye Clan.

"Alright!"

Ye Zichen nodded and followed Ye Qingchuan to his study.

"Chen Feng, expelling you from my family is the one thing I regret the most in my life. I apologize. For your foster father's sake, are you still willing to come back?"

Ye Qingchuan personally poured a cup of tea for Ye Chen and asked softly as he looked at his well-defined face.

"Leader Ye, let bygones be bygones. I am wholeheartedly cultivating the Dao right now, so I don't want to be affected by worldly matters." Ye Chenfeng shook his head and tactfully refused.

"Sigh, actually, I've already thought of the outcome. It's just that I'm still a bit unwilling to give up." Ye Qingchuan said with a wry smile.

"Morning Wind, the item in this jade box was found by your foster father when he picked you up. It might have something to do with your background, and now the item has returned to its original owner." Ye Qingchuan took out a jade box from his pocket and handed it over to Ye Zichen.

"Hmm …"

Hearing Ye Qingchuan's words, Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows and immediately opened the jade box. He saw a piece of wood that was an inch long, completely dark gold, with a smooth surface and no patterns.

Ye Zichen took out the dark golden log and immediately felt that it was connected to his blood vessels. He hesitated for a moment, then bit his finger and pressed it onto the dark golden log.

He greedily absorbed his own blood. When a strand of golden blood, that was difficult to detect, fused into the dark golden wood, a golden light suddenly shone out. Seven words vaguely appeared from the wood — Eastern Continent, Abyss of Hell.

"The Eastern Continent, the Abyss of Hell?" Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "In the Eastern Continent, is the Abyss of Hell related to my ancestry?"