Ye Zhentian and His Wife's Shock

Kirin Ye Clan.

"Clan Head, this is the immortal herb the Young Master specifically asked me to bring back for you."

Old Wu carefully handed the jade box in his hands to Ye Zhentian.

Ye Zhentian had not expected that brat to actually send anything back.

"You've returned, so who is left to guard that brat's side?"

Madam Ye's first concern was not the item, but her son's safety.

The only reason she could allow her son to stay away for so long was because of Old Wu's companionship.

Regardless of anything else, Old Wu's strength was that of a Title Douluo, capable of protecting her son.

"Madam, the Young Master is currently staying within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; no one can lay a hand on him."

"Furthermore, the two Douluo within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not stand by and watch if something happened to the Young Master."

On this point, Old Wu was very certain.

After all, throughout this journey, they had witnessed the Young Master's prowess firsthand.

"Times are different now."

A look of worry flashed across Madam Ye's face.

"There is no need to be so worried."

"Does that guy really dare to make a move against Ye Ruilin?"

"He has only just advanced to a Title Douluo, and his foundation is not yet stable."

"Those old fogies in the clan won't act rashly either; they are far too shrewd for that."

Hearing the conversation between Ye Zhentian and Madam Ye, Old Wu looked up in confusion.

It seemed that something must have happened within the Ye Clan.

Noticing Old Wu's puzzled gaze, Ye Zhentian chuckled lightly.

"It is just my second brother, who has now become a Title Douluo."

"He has competed with me since we were children, and now that he has become a Title Douluo, those in the clan who secretly support him are starting to grow impatient."

"Ye Ruilin is currently alone outside, and I fear that bastard might target him."

Hearing Ye Zhentian's words, Old Wu's expression tightened.

He had only dared to make this trip because he thought the Young Master would be in no danger.

He had not expected that Ye Zhenting had actually advanced to a Title Douluo.

A flicker of ruthlessness crossed his eyes; although he served the Ye Clan, his true master was Ye Ruilin.

Feeling the faint, lingering killing intent emanating from Old Wu, Ye Zhentian felt a chill in his heart.

For some reason, he sensed a hint of a threat from Old Wu.

"Old Wu, you?"

Ye Zhentian looked at Old Wu with suspicion.

Old Wu shuddered, then caught Ye Zhentian's questioning gaze, paused for a moment, and immediately reacted.

"Oh, Clan Head, my Martial Soul has now evolved into the divine beast Martial Soul, Sun-Swallowing Heavenly Dog."

"My strength has already reached level ninety-four."

A proud smile appeared on Old Wu's face.

Shock, however, appeared on the faces of Ye Zhentian and Madam Ye.

How long had they been gone?

Old Wu had actually jumped from a level ninety-one Title Douluo directly to level ninety-four.

This was no ordinary level; this was the level of a Title Douluo!

That was not the most critical part; the most critical part was why Old Wu's Martial Soul had changed.

"All of this is thanks to the Young Master."

Thereupon, Old Wu recounted in detail what had happened within the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

Upon learning of the deeds of their brat, the expressions on the two's faces shifted like a painter's palette, incredibly colorful.

"Is this really something that brat did?"

Madam Ye found it hard to believe.

Their own brat only knew how to pick flowers and cause trouble at home.

She then seemed to realize something and glared at Ye Zhentian.

"Didn't you say that this brat was staying obediently in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"How did he end up in the Sunset Forest? In such a dangerous place, if that guy Ye Zhenting really made a move, what would happen if something went wrong!"

"Hey, hey, don't be so impatient."

"The kid hasn't run into any trouble, has he? Besides, he has three Title Douluo following him."

Ye Zhentian felt truly helpless; this woman grew anxious the moment she heard anything about that boy.

Upon hearing that three Title Douluo were accompanying him, Madam Ye finally softened her expression.

"Patriarch, Madam."

"I don't think the path the Young Master chose for himself is necessarily wrong."

"The fact that he has been able to reach this point through his own abilities is proof enough."

"As of now, the Young Master is already an honored guest of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Old Wu spoke earnestly about the situation regarding Ye Ruilin.

"Perhaps, this kid really has carved out a path that even our ancestors never touched."

Ye Zhentian's expression was complex as he let out a heavy sigh.

"If that's the case, why does he still refuse to come home?"

Madam Ye was conflicted as to why her son wouldn't return.

When she said this, she cast a resentful glance at Ye Zhentian, seemingly blaming him for driving their son away.

Ye Zhentian coughed lightly and rubbed his nose in resignation.

At the time, he hadn't known the boy would be capable of reaching such heights.

"Madam, I have tried to persuade the Young Master as well."

"But the Young Master seems to feel that being out there is more conducive to improving his strength."

Old Wu was in full agreement.

Although the family could provide the greatest protection, some hardships were essential for growth.

Flowers in a greenhouse could never bloom in their most beautiful form.

"So, the two stalks you brought back are the immortal herbs that kid retrieved from the Sunset Forest?"

Ye Zhentian's gaze finally fell upon the jade boxes.

Old Wu's eyes also returned to the immortal herbs, and he nodded heavily.

"Patriarch, the Young Master said this immortal herb is specifically for you; it can allow your Martial Soul Evolution into the divine beast Milu, granting you control over the attribute of ultimate power."

"This immortal herb is for Madam, and it can heal the chronic injuries within her body."

Upon hearing that his Martial Soul could evolve into a Milu, Ye Zhentian's expression hadn't been overly excited.

But when he heard it could heal the old injuries in his wife's body, his eyes lit up instantly.

"You're not joking?"

He stared intensely at the immortal herb in Old Wu's hands.

Madam Ye hadn't expected that the brat would send over an immortal herb capable of healing her old injuries.

She had been injured in her youth, which had caused her strength to remain stagnant at the Soul Douluo realm.

Since then, she hadn't made the slightest bit of progress.

The Ye Family had tried many methods, but they had all been useless.

Slowly, even Madam Ye herself had given up.

She hadn't expected that this somewhat rebellious brat of theirs would reignite her hope.

"Madam, take it quickly."

Ye Zhentian was even more excited than Madam Ye.

After all, his wife's injury was a pain he could never forgive himself for in this lifetime.

Madam Ye glared at Ye Zhentian, annoyed.

She then took the crystal-clear immortal herb out of the jade box.

The leaves of the immortal herb were like willow leaves, with fine silver fuzz along the edges, emitting a faint glow as it was moved.

The flower in the center had crystal-clear petals and golden stamens, giving off a light, refreshing fragrance.

The milky-white stem below also exuded a faint, delicate scent.