This Revenge of Yours Might Be Hard to Get!

They walked another hundred meters or so before the view suddenly opened up.

They had reached a spacious parking lot, where hundreds of commercial vehicles of all sizes were parked.

Qin Tianlong and Zhang Hankuang were standing at the entrance to the lot.

Qin Tianlong held a long spear, while Zhang Hankuang carried a Tang sword.

Hu Lianfeng hurried his pace. When he reached Qin Tianlong, he said quietly, "Elder Qin, sorry for the wait!"

Qin Tianlong nodded and glanced at Hu Lianfeng. "Is it taken care of?"

Hu Lianfeng nodded. "All taken care of!"

Qin Tianlong looked at the gray commercial van ahead. "Then let's go!"

Zhang Hankuang, standing beside him, hurried forward to get behind the wheel.

Ye Wudao followed close behind the three of them and took a seat in the back.

They put their weapons in the trunk, which wouldn't close, so they left it hanging open.

Once they were in the van, Hu Lianfeng took a tablet out of the glove compartment.

After tapping on the screen, he said to Zhang Hankuang, "The navigation's set!"

Zhang Hankuang nodded and pressed down on the gas.

"The route's a bit off. A little to the left!"

"Go straight, then turn right..."

Hu Lianfeng sat in the passenger seat, following the route on the tablet as he guided Zhang Hankuang, while occasionally looking up to scan their surroundings.

Ye Wudao finally understood what Hu Lianfeng had meant by "keeping an eye on the situation."

No wonder Hu Lianfeng had told him to sit in the back when they were on Blue Star. It looked like the three of them had worked together this way many times before.

Zhang Hankuang was the driver, while Hu Lianfeng watched the road.

Qin Tianlong seemed to have the easiest job, but he was actually the backbone of the whole team, holding things together.

"Ding!"

A system notification suddenly sounded in Ye Wudao's mind. It meant he had received a system message.

[Your martial skill Eight Extremes Fist has reached the entry level. In high spirits, you grow more valiant as the battle goes on. Technique proficiency +20/minute.]

He opened the system panel and saw that Eight Extremes Fist had actually reached the entry level.

It had only been about an hour since he started learning Eight Extremes Fist.

At its automatic training speed, the technique would gain only 600 proficiency points in an hour. By rights, it should take an hour and a half to reach the entry level.

But when he opened the technique's training details, he immediately understood.

His martial skill had left his body on its own to fight the monsters, so in addition to the proficiency gained from automatic training, he had also gained proficiency from combat.

The combat bonus didn't come every moment, but he could still get it seven or eight times in an hour.

That was how Eight Extremes Fist had reached the entry level in just an hour.

The moment Eight Extremes Fist reached the entry level, new insights into the technique suddenly appeared in his mind.

He closed his eyes and began to absorb them, as if a grandmaster of Eight Extremes Fist were passing the art on to him.

His understanding of Eight Extremes Fist instantly advanced to a new level.

After a while, he had finished absorbing it. He checked the system panel.

His realm experience had reached 450, and Northern Dark Divine Art had 2,500 proficiency points at the entry level.

In another three hours, he would advance to the Body Forging Realm, and Northern Dark Divine Art would reach minor accomplishment.

The thought thrilled him, but also made him nervous.

The three people beside him were all old hands in the Martial Path. If he advanced to the Body Forging Realm so quickly, would they become suspicious?

What if Qin Tianlong and the others suspected that he had some priceless treasure and dissected him?

The problem was, as long as he wanted to pursue Self-Strengthening, he couldn't stop cultivating his technique. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't.

"Ugh..."

He let out a soft sigh.

Hu Lianfeng heard Ye Wudao sigh from the passenger seat and asked, "What's wrong, disciple?"

Only then did Ye Wudao realize that he hadn't sighed inwardly. He'd let out an actual sigh.

He hurriedly shook his head. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about something unpleasant."

Hu Lianfeng pressed his lips together and said solemnly, "Are you thinking about Ye Zhenshan framing you?"

Ye Wudao raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected Hu Lianfeng to be so good at filling in the blanks. He quickly replied, "Yeah."

Hu Lianfeng continued, "By the way, I've been meaning to ask. You're a Ye, too. Are you related to the Ye Family?"

Ye Wudao nodded and said quietly, "I'm Ye Zhenshan's illegitimate son."

At that, Qin Tianlong, seated beside him, opened his eyes and glanced at him.

Zhang Hankuang, who was driving, asked, "You're Ye Zhenshan's illegitimate son? Then why did he send you to prison?"

Ye Wudao bit his lip. "Ye Zhenshan's son, Ye Mingyuan, hit someone and killed them."

"When the police found me, that was when I learned Ye Zhenshan was my father."

"Because Ye Mingyuan and I looked alike, Ye Zhenshan fabricated evidence and bribed witnesses to make me take the fall for him and go to prison."

Hearing this, Zhang Hankuang snapped, "Ye Zhenshan's a real piece of work. With the Ye Family's influence, he could've found anyone to take the fall. Why send you, his own illegitimate son, to prison?"

Hu Lianfeng chimed in from beside him. "You don't know? Ye Haipeng has only one son, Ye Zhenshan, but he's always looked down on him because he's so useless."

"For the sake of the Ye Family, Ye Haipeng tried every possible way to get Ye Zhenshan to marry into the Li Family. In the end, Ye Zhenshan married the Li Family's third daughter."

"I've dealt with Ye Haipeng and met Ye Zhenshan once. Ye Zhenshan is a complete henpecked husband."

"Think about it. Ye Haipeng had only one son, and he ended up marrying the Li Family's third daughter. What does that tell you?"

Zhang Hankuang had already understood what Hu Lianfeng meant.

He gave a quiet laugh. "Ye Haipeng's a sly old fox, too. He knew Ye Zhenshan had no prospects, so he went looking to attach himself to the Li Family."

"Li Yaozu is an Xiantian Entry Level expert. As long as Ye Zhenshan doesn't divorce the Li Family's third daughter, the Ye Family won't collapse after Ye Haipeng dies."

"Besides, Ye Zhenshan and the third daughter of the Li Family have a son. Even if the Li Family swallows up the Ye Family, or the Ye Family gets targeted by its enemies, that little boy, Ye Mingyuan, will at least be safe."

"Keeping a strand of the Ye Family's bloodline alive isn't a bad deal!"

He paused, then added regretfully, "Kid, this revenge of yours might be hard to get!"

Ye Wudao was absorbed in their conversation. It was only now that he learned the Ye Family had such a story.

He didn't know how powerful the Li Family was, but an Xiantian Entry Level expert was beyond what he could handle right now.

That was the conclusion he'd reached by using Elder Qin beside him as a point of reference.

He came back to himself and asked, "Senior Zhang, what do you mean, it'll be hard for me to get revenge?"

"Even if I reach the Xiantian Realm, I still won't be able to get revenge?"

Zhang Hankuang froze for a moment, then laughed. "Haha! It's good to have ambition, kid, but advancing to the Xiantian Realm isn't that easy."

"If it were that easy to reach the Xiantian Realm, I wouldn't still be stuck at Houtian Peak in my forties."

"Ye Zhenshan is famously henpecked. He definitely doesn't want anything to do with you."

"There's only one reason Ye Zhenshan suddenly came looking for you this time: his wife wants to use you, his illegitimate son, to take the blame."

"If you want revenge, you'll have to take on the Li Family as well as the Ye Family."

"They're both powerful lineages, and both rank among the top ten in Sea City."

"To get revenge, even Xiantian Entry Level might not be enough. You'd need to reach Xiantian Minor Accomplishment."

Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "As long as I'm alive, I'll get my revenge one day."

At that, the van fell silent.

Qin Tianlong raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ye Wudao without saying a word.