Everyone was shocked by these words and grew anxious.
Everyone knew that Ye Yan's cultivation had regressed rather than advanced.
Now that Ye Yan's cultivation was only at the third level of Meridian Condensation, he was certainly no match for Wang Shuiyan, who was at the fifth level of Meridian Condensation.
"Yan'er, you..."
Ye Xuan looked anxiously at Ye Yan, but when he saw the determination in his eyes, he said nothing more.
Ye Xuan felt somewhat gratified. The men of the Ye Lineage should have this spirit of bending to no one, even if they broke.
Besides, even if Ye Yan was no match for him, with Ye Xuan present, nothing serious would happen.
Meanwhile, the three lineage elders also began discussing in low voices.
"Yan'er is being a little impulsive!"
"He certainly is!"
"I think it's good. It's good for young people to have drive! Unlike us old fogies, who've lost the edge we had back then. The lineage needs that drive, or else... sigh!"
As though recalling something, the light in their eyes dimmed a little.
They said no more, tacitly accepting Ye Yan's challenge.
Although the outcome of this battle was already settled, the Ye Lineage truly needed that drive. Otherwise, the entire Ye Lineage would remain a stagnant pool, utterly lifeless.
The Ye Lineage disciples outside the door were also deeply worried.
"What's gotten into Brother Ye Yan? Why fight when he knows he can't win?"
"He mustn't fight! He mustn't!"
"If he fights, our Ye Lineage will become the laughingstock of all Clearwater Town!"
"Why aren't the lineage head and elders stopping him? Don't they know he can't win?"
Meanwhile, Wang Shuiyan was somewhat shocked, but then regarded Ye Yan with even greater contempt.
She had not expected Ye Yan to actually demand a fight with her in front of everyone.
I'm at the Meridian Condensation fifth layer heaven, while this trash is only at the heaven of third level of Meridian Condensation.
Besides, I've already cultivated the Breeze Sect's upper-grade profound-tier technique, the Clear Wind Art, while the strongest technique in a trash lineage like the Ye Lineage is merely lower-grade profound-tier.
What's more, I have the Clear Water Sect behind me, and my master is a top expert in the Origin Core Realm.
What does he have to fight me with? What right does he have to fight me?
Is he going to give it a shot even though he knows he'll lose, all because he doesn't want to break off our engagement?
Ridiculous! There are always fools who think they can win just by trying. He's only inviting humiliation!
She smiled, her face full of scorn and mockery. "Ye Yan, why bother? What does trash like you have to fight me with? Trash should know its place!"
"Yan'er, some trash simply doesn't know its own limits. You should let him feel the gap between you two. Only then will trash like him give up! Time is precious. It shouldn't be wasted on trash!"
The Clear Water Sect elder mocked him mercilessly, impatience showing on his face.
Wang Shuiyan gave Ye Yan a disgusted glance.
She really had wasted too much time on this trash. It was time to end all of this.
"I accept, but let me make this clear first: fists and feet have no eyes. If you get hurt, you can't blame me. After this fight, there will be nothing more between us!"
"Fine!" Ye Yan's words held no emotion.
In the blink of an eye, a large space had been cleared in the hall.
"Make your move!" Wang Shuiyan said casually. This battle put no pressure on her whatsoever.
Ye Yan wasted no words either. Spiritual power erupted throughout his body, and he swung a palm at him.
"What?"
"Is this...?"
"How could this be?"
"Why... why are the spiritual power fluctuations coming from Brother Ye Yan so strong?"
"These are late Meridian Condensation spiritual power fluctuations. I've felt them from the lineage guards before."
Everyone in the Ye Lineage froze.
Ye Yan had actually broken the curse on him and achieved a breakthrough!
Once they recovered, everyone was ecstatic. The Ye Lineage's genius had returned!
However, a trace of worry remained on the faces of Ye Xuan and the lineage elders.
Ye Yan's breakthrough was naturally wonderful news, but Wang Shuiyan was now the disciple of the Clear Water Sect's sect master, and a Clear Water Sect elder was watching hungrily from the side.
The Clear Water Sect was a third-rank sect and the ruler of the Clear Wind Kingdom. If this matter was mishandled, disaster would befall the Ye Lineage.
"We finally found somewhere to conceal our names... sigh!"
They stopped dwelling on it. They could only take things one step at a time.
But no matter what, the Ye Lineage would never abandon a single member. That was the Ye Lineage's ancestral precept.
Wang Shuiyan was also stunned by the sudden surge in Ye Yan's imposing presence.
How could this be?
Wasn't this trash unable to cultivate anymore?
How did he suddenly break through to late Meridian Condensation?
Before she could react, Ye Yan's palm slapped her hard across the face.
"Ah!"
Wang Shuiyan screamed and flew backward, smashing hard into the doorframe.
An enormous palm print immediately appeared on her face, which swelled into a steamed bun in an instant.
She touched her face, her features twisting with pain, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Impossible, impossible! How could you be at late Meridian Condensation?"
"Hmph! Didn't you call me trash? What now? You can't even beat trash?"
As Ye Yan spoke, he closed in and swung another slap at her. "You're right. We've never belonged to the same world. You're the one who doesn't know your own limits!"
With that, he slapped her across the face again.
"Trash really should know its place!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
The entire hall rang with crisp slaps.
Wang Shuiyan's face swelled like a pig's head, covered in blue and purple bruises.
She was beaten senseless.
Just then, a furious shout rang out in the hall.
"Little bastard, you're courting death!"
The temperature throughout the hall plummeted as an enormous blade of violent spiritual power slashed toward Ye Yan.
The Breeze Sect elder had only just recovered from his shock. Seeing Wang Shuiyan being brutally beaten, rage welled up inside him, and he struck with utter ruthlessness, aiming straight for Ye Yan's life.
Ye Yan was already prepared and pulled back.
When his attack missed, the Breeze Sect elder charged straight at Ye Yan, smashing a fist wrapped in spiritual power toward his head.
Only then did the Ye Lineage leaders seated at the head of the hall react. They struck together and drove the Breeze Sect elder back.
"Elder, your sect's disciple just said herself that fists and feet have no eyes, and no one could be blamed for any injuries!"
Although Ye Xuan was furious, he did not dare offend the Breeze Sect too deeply, for the Ye Lineage's sake.
"Hmph!" The Breeze Sect elder snorted, his gaze sinister. "Yan'er is our sect master. How could I allow trash like you to humiliate him!"
"Hand over this boy, or there will be no need for the Ye Lineage to exist!"
At that moment, Wang Shuiyan recovered from the daze of his beating, pain twisting her entire face.
Her expression was crazed, her eyes filled with venom. "Elder Chen, I want him dead! I want him dead!"
"Ye Yan, so what if you beat me? My master is the Breeze Sect's sect master. You're destined to die, to die!"
"Hahahahaha!"
The faces of the Ye Lineage's leaders turned livid.
Ye Xuan could no longer endure it, his anger surging. "Insolence! How could our Ye Lineage allow vermin like you to humiliate us!"
He stared straight at Elder Chen, his eyes blazing with fury. "Elder Chen, whatever tricks you have, our Ye Lineage will take them on!"
"That's right! Whatever tricks you have, our Ye Lineage will take them all on!"
"Hmph! I'm done swallowing this shit!"
The Ye Lineage's leaders voiced their positions one after another.
Hearing them, the other members of the Ye Lineage felt their hearts surge.
In Clearwater Town, the Ye Lineage had always swallowed its anger and endured in silence, avoiding trouble whenever possible, and had often been bullied by others.
Yet today, the Ye Lineage head was actually so forceful, confronting the Breeze Sect head-on.
For the first time, they felt what it was like to hold their heads high and release their pent-up frustration.
At that moment, they no longer feared the Breeze Sect, nor did they fear death.
"Just fight!"
"Whoever chickens out is a grandson!"
"The fucking Breeze Sect! Come over here if you've got the guts!"
"Breeze Sect? More like Dung-Clearing Sect! I'd think you too filthy even to carry my shit!"
Hearing this, Elder Chen's entire face darkened. Veins bulged on his forehead, throbbing violently.
"Courting..." His face twisted ferociously. Just as he was about to slap everyone to death, he saw an incomparably enormous palm coming toward his face.
In an instant, he felt as though that palm filled his entire world. He wanted to flee, but there was nowhere to evade it.
Smack!
A crisp sound rang out, and Elder Chen's head flew off and crashed to the ground.
His eyes were wide open, his face filled with terror. He died with his eyes unclosed.
All the blood sprayed onto Wang Shuiyan in a pillar, leaving her looking neither human nor ghost.
The sudden scene stunned everyone.