Early morning in Heaven Dou City.
Outside Forget Worries Pavilion.
Many people had gathered outside Forget Worries Pavilion early in the morning. Every one of them was either a member of the imperial nobility or a high-level soul master, yet they had put aside their pride and quietly waited for Forget Worries Pavilion to open.
Forget Worries Pavilion had three floors. The third son, Ye Zifeng, and the second daughter, Ye Hanxue, told fortunes and treated illnesses on the first floor, while the elder sister, Ye Han Yue, played music on the second floor.
Inside Forget Worries Pavilion.
Ye Zifeng glanced at the time and unhurriedly walked toward the entrance. At the same time, Ye Hanxue returned to her seat and began selecting and mixing medicinal herbs, while Ye Han Yue returned to her seat and tuned her zither strings.
After opening the door, Ye Zifeng walked straight back to his seat without looking back. The people outside were already used to it.
On the first floor, three imperial offerings walked up to the woman in green to be treated and described their ailments one after another. "Doctor Ye Hanxue, several months ago, an Evil Soul Master struck my arm. Since then, I've lost all feeling in it. The palace physicians have been helpless."
"I was ambushed and poisoned."
"I was seriously injured while hunting soul beasts. I don't have long to live."
Ye Hanxue merely glanced at the three imperial offerings and said, "A small matter," as she began treating them.
A Soul Ancestor walked to the other side of the first floor and sat down at the table before a lazy-looking man. "Little Sir Ye Zifeng, tell my fortune."
Ye Zifeng lazily opened his eyes and glanced at him. A bagua diagram appeared in his mind and rapidly spun. After a while, he casually said, "You should stay away from hammers today." After speaking, he closed his eyes and began cultivating.
Seeing this, the Soul Ancestor bowed before heading to the second floor.
On the second floor of Forget Worries Pavilion, a woman in white, Ye Han Yue, played a melody that calmed the mind and soothed the spirit. More than a dozen soul masters sat on the meditation mats below.
The morning passed quietly. The guests inside gradually dispersed, and the three siblings sat together.
"Elder Sister, Second Sister, how long has it been since Sir last came? I've broken through to Rank 50 recently. Hey, I'm only sixteen and I'm already Rank 50!" Ye Zifeng suddenly said proudly for no apparent reason.
"Hah! If not for the cultivation method and resources Sir taught you, could you cultivate so quickly? Besides, you're comparing yourself with everyone else. Why don't you compare yourself with Elder Sister?" Ye Hanxue said sarcastically.
Hearing this, Ye Zifeng jokingly replied, "I was talking about Sir. Why are you avoiding the important point? Besides, when we met Sir, our first and second soul rings had only just been fixed. Elder Sister was the only quasi-soul master who still needed to hunt for her final soul ring, and she happened to meet Sir. That's how she got her second soul ring of more than nine hundred years. Combined, our first and second soul rings don't even reach one thousand years! Still, the two of us eventually inherited some of Sir's fortune-telling and medical arts. All these years, I've had to cultivate Soul Power as well as my esoteric techniques. Reaching my current level hasn't been easy."
Second Sister Ye Hanxue was about to retort when Elder Sister Ye Han Yue suddenly spoke. "That's enough. You're both equally matched. The reason we cultivated so quickly isn't that our talent is exceptional, but that Master's cultivation method is powerful. Master also said that the two of you must break through to Rank 70 before turning twenty. Otherwise, you'll never become his nominal disciples in this lifetime! From now on, Forget Worries Pavilion will open once every seven days instead of once every three. You two will focus on cultivating." After saying this, she turned and left without waiting for a response.
"No—"
Just then, the main door was violently kicked open, and a voice infused with Soul Power rang out. "Bastards from Forget Worries Pavilion, get out here and face death! You dared bully my younger sister, Tang Yuehua. Today, you'll pay the price!"
The three siblings sprang into action. When they left Forget Worries Pavilion, they saw a burly young man and several soul masters dressed in the same uniform standing at the entrance.
After hearing what the young man said, Ye Zifeng understood that this was Tang Yuehua's elder brother, who had come yesterday to seek instruction. With that thought, he calmly said, "Brother, your sister came to Forget Worries Pavilion yesterday to study under us, but we rejected her. We simply rejected her; we didn't bully her. Does refusing her count as bullying?"
"I don't care what you did. Since my sister wants it, you must give it to her," Tang Hao said as though it were only natural.
Ye Zifeng was about to argue when Ye Hanxue angrily cut in, "Third Brother, why are you still talking to him? This man is obviously a bored fool looking for trouble. Just beat him up."
Hearing this, Tang Hao instantly flew into a rage. He summoned the Clear Sky Hammer and attacked the three of them. "Bastards, behold my Chaotic Wind Hammer!"
In an instant, the air compressed and erupted with successive sonic booms.
"Stillness—Earth Dragon Formation!"
Ye Zifeng's Spirit Eyes martial soul lit up. A formation diagram appeared in his eyes, and four soul rings rose around him: yellow, yellow, purple, and purple. A huge amount of mud and gravel surged from the ground before forming an earth dragon in midair. With a wave of his hand, he sent it charging at Tang Hao.
Seeing this, Tang Hao thought, A mere Four-Ring Soul Ancestor dares to act arrogantly before me? He increased his Soul Power output, intending to cripple Ye Zifeng with one strike.
Boom!
The Clear Sky Hammer collided with the earth dragon, and both men were forced backward.
Tang Hao was unwilling to accept this and directly unleashed the Hao Tian Nine Slashes.
"Thunderous Decree!"
"Departure—Meteor Shower!"
"Surge Technique!"
"Stillness—Earth Dragon Formation!"
The two sides exchanged blows, remaining evenly matched for a time. In the end, Ye Zifeng, whose Soul Power was lower, could no longer hold on and exposed an opening.
Seeing this, Tang Hao seized the opportunity and struck with all his strength. Just as the blow was about to hit Ye Zifeng—
"Chaotic Gold Bell!"
Time suddenly seemed to stop. Ye Zifeng immediately sent Tang Hao flying, and a moment later, everything around them returned to normal.
The surrounding crowd was astonished. One second, Ye Zifeng had been about to be defeated by Tang Hao; the next, Tang Hao was lying on the ground.
Tang Hao slowly rose and said furiously, "You cheated! You kept hiding underground to evade my attacks. Fight me openly if you have the ability!"
"Are you sick? I'm a mental-control soul master. You want a mental-control soul master like me to fight head-on against a battle soul master with maxed-out attack power? Besides, your Soul Power Level is higher than mine."
"Fighting should be fair and square."
"So using our bodies to receive your Clear Sky Hammer is the only way to fight fairly? Every kind of soul master has to fight battle soul masters head-on? Then why distinguish between agility soul masters, control soul masters, and the others?"
"You!"
"You what? You're a simple-minded, muscle-headed blockhead. Don't call yourself Tang Hao anymore. From now on, you'll be Haozi—Little Mouse."
Some of the surrounding people burst into laughter, while others pointed and whispered.
Tang Hao couldn't suppress the anger in his chest and spat out blood. He glared fixedly at Ye Zifeng.
Seeing that the situation was worsening, the Clear Sky Sect disciples nearby rushed forward, intending to join forces and teach this ignorant brat a lesson.
Second Sister Ye Hanxue scattered some powder. A green mist suddenly filled the area, surrounding the many Clear Sky Sect disciples. After the green mist disappeared, all the Clear Sky Sect disciples lay on the ground, completely powerless.
The surrounding people were shocked. "What powerful poison!"
Ye Zifeng did not explain further and merely walked toward Elder Sister.
Suddenly, a massive wave of Soul Power surged toward Ye Zifeng. Faced with the unexpected pressure, Ye Zifeng was blown backward. Ye Hanxue and Ye Han Yue hurried forward to help him, but they were ultimately suppressed as well.
Elder Sister Ye Han Yue shouted into the air, "Since Senior has arrived, please show yourself."
"Brat, hand over the Self-Created Soul Skill you just used. The same goes for your two sisters." The voice came from all around them.
"Senior, don't you feel ashamed bullying those younger than you?" Ye Zifeng calmly said.
"If you don't hand it over, you'll die." The voice rang out once more.
Seeing this, Ye Zifeng could only shout, "Sir, I know you're here. If you don't come out now, something will happen to the three of us!"
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