Refining Their Cultivation

Ye Zhentian burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Hahaha... I'd like to see what those old fossils in the family can do to my son."

Before his words had even faded, the phantom of Milu behind Ye Zhentian abruptly appeared, and a powerful pressure instantly engulfed the entire hall.

Ye Zhenting's expression changed dramatically as he cried out in alarm.

"Why is your strength... No... that's not right, your Martial Soul..."

Ye Zhenting immediately noticed the difference in Ye Zhentian's Martial Soul.

Ye Zhentian sneered and said mercilessly,

"Ye Zhenting, you were inferior to me from the very beginning. Whatever my son wants to do, since when do those old fossils in the family get to question it?"

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

Before absolute strength, no matter what schemes such petty people harbored, they would have to swallow them back down.

Ye Zhenting's face turned livid, and a trace of fear flashed through his eyes.

He gritted his teeth but ultimately said nothing. With an ugly expression, he turned and hurried away.

Watching Ye Zhenting's retreating figure, Madam Ye sighed softly.

"Zhentian, is this really alright?"

Ye Zhentian merely snorted, speaking in a rather good mood.

"Kill the chicken to warn the monkeys. That fellow is the chicken placed right out in the open."

"After this, some of the old fossils in the family should settle down as well."

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ever since Ning Rongrong learned that Dugu Yan would be staying by Ye Ruilin's side, a sense of crisis had risen sharply within the little girl.

Originally, Ma Hongjun alone had already threatened her position.

Now, Dugu Yan had appeared—someone whose looks and strength were no less impressive than her own.

This caused Ning Rongrong to come looking for Ye Ruilin whenever she had the chance.

Unfortunately, Ye Ruilin had no idea what was happening outside. At this moment, he was wholly immersed in the Mimicry Environment.

Ma Hongjun was serving as his sparring partner.

Once again, Ma Hongjun was sent flying by a kick from Ye Ruilin and crashed heavily onto the ground.

Grimacing in pain, he climbed out of a pit of scorched earth.

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

The yellow soul ring that had just formed behind him suddenly lit up. He opened his mouth and spewed golden-red flames, Ultimate Fire carrying unmatched dominance.

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

Rather than retreating, he advanced, charging into the curtain of fire head-on as the golden-red fireball gathered in his palm suddenly swelled.

The instant the two flames collided, Ma Hongjun abruptly crouched and rolled away.

The ground where he had just been standing exploded violently, as a second pillar of fire erupted from underground.

It turned out that Ye Ruilin had secretly injected a portion of his Soul Power into the ground while charging forward.

"You can't fight like that!"

The fat man shrieked as he leaped onto a stone pillar, only to see Ye Ruilin rush forward low to the ground like a cheetah. His burning claws carved five molten furrows into the rock wall.

In his panic, Ma Hongjun swept his flames toward the ground, barely using the recoil to evade the fatal claw strike.

"You talk too much in battle."

Ye Ruilin suddenly changed moves, and the fiery dragon breath he exhaled took an eerie turn in midair.

Caught off guard, Ma Hongjun was struck across the back by the wave of fire, and blue smoke immediately rose from his robes.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

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

"We agreed to train combat skills! Why are you spending the whole time burning my pants?!"

Ye Ruilin raised his hand. The flames withdrew, and the crimson scales gradually faded as his Soul Power receded.

"Your movements aren't decisive enough."

"You're also not familiar enough with using your soul skills."

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

"I understand."

Ma Hongjun nodded obediently.

"Boss, we've already been here for many days. It's time to go out."

Ma Hongjun said miserably.

Ye Ruilin nodded in agreement.

"Your progress over this period has been very fast."

"It's also time to go out and adjust, then obtain my second soul ring."

Ye Ruilin stretched his limbs.

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

Whether it was the increase in Soul Power or readapting to the Fire Qilin, he had not yet mastered either to the utmost degree.

Rashly advancing would bring him harm and no benefit.

The same was true for Hong Jun. At present, he had only mastered one or two parts out of ten of Ultimate Fire's power.

After becoming familiar with it over the past few days, Ye Ruilin had completely mastered his own strength, and Hong Jun had improved greatly as well.

It was time to put obtaining his second soul ring on the agenda.

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

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

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

This was what frustrated Ma Hongjun the most.

When Ye Ruilin first suggested that they spar, Ma Hongjun had been quite confident.

He felt that although his boss had two more levels of Soul Power than him, it was not as though they could not fight.

But after they actually exchanged blows, he discovered that he had absolutely no ability to fight back.

A smile flickered across Ye Ruilin's face.

With the strength he currently possessed, he was basically invincible against opponents of the same level.

Not to mention that Ma Hongjun's strength was below his.

"Practice more. You're simply not familiar with combat techniques."

Ye Ruilin did not tell him the truth directly and instead found an excuse.

Ma Hongjun was half-convinced, half-doubtful after hearing that.

But when he thought of how his boss's control over Soul Power truly far surpassed his own, he hesitantly nodded.

The moment the two emerged, they saw Dugu Yan coming out at the same time.

Ever since Dugu Bo had chosen to follow Ye Ruilin, Ning Fengzhi had immediately arranged everything properly for Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan.

While Ye Ruilin had been cultivating in the Mimicry Environment, Dugu Yan had been cultivating as well.

The Mimicry Environment truly deserved its reputation as an excellent place for cultivation.

In only a few short days, Dugu Yan felt that she had completely mastered the soul skill granted by her soul bone.

When she saw Ye Ruilin and Ma Hongjun, a faint smile appeared on the young woman's face.

"Brother Ye!"

Before Dugu Yan could speak, Ning Rongrong's clear voice rang out from the distance.

The young woman looked at Ye Ruilin in delight and quickly ran over.

Dugu Yan's gaze flickered as she watched Ning Rongrong's figure, but in the end, she said nothing.

"Brother Ye, you finally came out."

"Training with Dad these past days has exhausted me."

Ning Rongrong wore an aggrieved expression and tightly hugged Ye Ruilin's arm.

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

After returning, Ning Rongrong had cultivated extremely diligently, to the point that even Ning Fengzhi had been somewhat surprised.

After learning the reason, he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"How has your cultivation been?"

Ye Ruilin rubbed the little girl's head. It felt quite nice.

Ning Rongrong contentedly rubbed against Ye Ruilin's palm before speaking with a proud expression.

"I can now use one mind for three tasks very proficiently."

After saying that, Ning Rongrong proudly lifted her chin, held up three fingers, and stared intently at Ye Ruilin.

Ye Ruilin chuckled and patted her head approvingly.

Ning Rongrong's proud gaze swept over Ma Hongjun and Dugu Yan beside her.