Cultivating and Settling

Ye Zhentian burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Hahaha... I would like to see what those old fogies in the family can actually do to my son."

Before the words even faded, the phantom of a Milu suddenly manifested behind Ye Zhentian, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall.

Ye Zhenting's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock.

"Why is your strength... no... that's not right, your martial soul..."

Ye Zhenting noticed the difference in Ye Zhentian's martial soul immediately.

Ye Zhentian sneered and said mercilessly.

"Ye Zhenting, you have never been a match for me from the very beginning. Since when is it the turn of those old fogies in the family to question what my son wants to do?"

At this moment, Ye Zhentian no longer needed to give any face to Ye Zhenting or those old fogies in the family.

In the face of absolute strength, these petty people had to swallow any thoughts they might have.

Ye Zhenting's face turned livid, a flash of fear crossing his eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he ultimately said nothing; with an ugly expression, he turned and hurried away.

Watching Ye Zhenting's disheveled back, Madam Ye sighed softly.

"Zhentian, is this really okay?"

Ye Zhentian merely gave a light huff, speaking in a good mood.

"Kill the chicken to scare the monkey; this guy is just the chicken put out in the open."

"With this incident, some of the old fogies in the family will be able to behave themselves a bit more."

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ever since Ning Rongrong learned that Dugu Yan was going to stay by Ye Ruilin's side at all times, the little girl felt a sense of crisis rising in her heart.

Originally, there was already a Ma Hongjun threatening her position.

Now, there was even a Dugu Yan, whose appearance and strength were in no way inferior to her own.

This caused Ning Rongrong to come looking for Ye Ruilin whenever she had nothing to do.

Unfortunately, Ye Ruilin was unaware of what was happening outside; at this moment, he was fully immersed in the simulated cultivation environment.

Ma Hongjun was his sparring partner.

As Ma Hongjun was kicked away by Ye Ruilin once again, he landed heavily on the ground.

He climbed out of the scorched pit, baring his teeth and grimacing.

"Boss, your Fire Kirin Breath is just too overbearing!"

The yellow soul ring that had just formed behind him suddenly lit up, and he opened his mouth to spew golden-red flames; the Ultimate Fire carried an unrivaled dominance.

Ye Ruilin's right arm was suddenly covered in red scales, and the scorching airflow whipped the sand and stones into a vortex.

He did not retreat but advanced instead, charging into the curtain of fire, the golden-red fireball condensed in his palm suddenly expanding.

The moment the two flames collided, Ma Hongjun suddenly ducked and rolled.

The ground where he had been standing just a moment ago exploded, and a second pillar of fire erupted from beneath the earth.

It turned out that while charging, Ye Ruilin had secretly injected a portion of his soul power into the ground.

"You can't play like that!"

The fatty shrieked as he jumped onto a rock pillar, only to see Ye Ruilin lunging close to the ground like a cheetah, his burning claws plowing five molten furrows into the rock wall.

In his desperation, Ma Hongjun swept his flames toward the ground, barely avoiding the lethal claw strike by using the recoil.

"Too much chatter during a fight."

Ye Ruilin suddenly changed his move, and the spewed dragon breath of fire made an eerie turn in mid-air.

Caught off guard, Ma Hongjun was swept in the back by the wave of fire, and his robes immediately began to smolder.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Ma Hongjun wailed as he patted out the flames on his backside.

"We agreed to train combat techniques, so why are you burning my pants the whole time!"

Ye Ruilin raised his hand, the flames retracted, and the red scales gradually faded as his soul power receded.

"Your movements aren't crisp and clean enough."

"You aren't familiar enough with the use of your soul skills, either."

Ye Ruilin calmly pointed out several of Ma Hongjun's issues.

"I got it."

Ma Hongjun nodded honestly.

"Boss, we've been here for many days now; it's time to go out."

Ma Hongjun said with a bitter expression.

Ye Ruilin nodded in agreement.

"Your progress has been very fast after this period of cultivation."

"It is also time to go out and adjust, then obtain my second spirit ring."

Ye Ruilin stretched his limbs.

His cultivation had long reached level twenty, but he was not in a hurry to obtain his second spirit ring.

Whether it was the improvement of his spirit power or the re-adaptation to the Fire Qilin, he had not yet mastered them to the extreme.

Rashly advancing would do more harm than good.

It was the same for Ma Hongjun; he had only mastered one or two tenths of the power of the Ultimate Fire.

After these few days of familiarization, he had fully grasped his own power, and Ma Hongjun had also improved significantly.

Obtaining the second spirit ring was also time to be put on the agenda.

Ma Hongjun was happy at first, then looked at Ye Ruilin with some envy.

"Boss, clearly the gap between us is only two levels."

"Why is it that when I face you, I have no power to fight back?"

This was the point that depressed Ma Hongjun the most.

When Ye Ruilin first suggested a spar, Ma Hongjun was still very confident.

He felt that although his boss had two levels more spirit power than him, it wasn't impossible to fight.

But ever since they started sparring, he realized he had absolutely no power to fight back.

A smile flashed across Ye Ruilin's face.

With the strength he currently possessed, he was basically invincible at the same level.

Not to mention that Ma Hongjun's strength was still lower than his.

"You should practice more; you are not familiar with combat techniques at all."

Ye Ruilin did not say it directly, but instead found an excuse.

Ma Hongjun was skeptical after hearing this.

But thinking about how his boss's control over spirit power was indeed far superior to his own, he nodded hesitantly.

As soon as the two came out, they saw Dugu Yan walking out at the same time.

Ever since Dugu Bo chose to follow by Ye Ruilin's side, Ning Fengzhi had immediately made proper arrangements for Dugu Bo and her.

During the time he was cultivating in the Mimicry Environment, Dugu Yan had also been cultivating.

The Mimicry Environment was indeed an excellent place for cultivation.

In just a few short days, Dugu Yan felt that she had fully mastered the spirit skill brought by her spirit bone.

Seeing the two of them, a faint smile appeared on the young girl's face.

"Brother Ye!"

Before Dugu Yan could speak, Ning Rongrong's crisp voice came from afar.

The young girl looked at Ye Ruilin in surprise and ran quickly toward this side.

Dugu Yan looked at Ning Rongrong's figure, her eyes flickering, but in the end, she said nothing.

"Brother Ye, you finally came out."

"Following Dad for training during this period has exhausted me to death."

Ning Rongrong showed a wronged expression, tightly hugging Ye Ruilin's arm.

Ever since Ye Ruilin asked about her Heart Separation Control method last time.

After returning, Ning Rongrong had been cultivating very hard, which once even made Ning Fengzhi feel a bit surprised.

Upon learning the reason, he was left somewhat speechless.

"How is your cultivation going?"

Ye Ruilin touched the little girl's head; it felt very good.

Ning Rongrong rubbed against Ye Ruilin's palm with satisfaction, then spoke with a proud look.

"I am now able to do three things at once very proficiently."

After finishing, Ning Rongrong proudly raised her head, held up three fingers, and stared intently at Ye Ruilin.

Ye Ruilin chuckled and patted her head in appreciation.

Ning Rongrong's proud gaze swept over Ma Hongjun and Dugu Yan standing to the side.