Early in the morning, it was an unusually foggy day, which made people breathless.

In the back yard of Ye Mansion.

Whirr! Bang!

The powerful wave of fists made a loud sound like the growls of a tiger, rolling among the fog. It split the fog up and displayed the robust figure of Ye Yun.

The fists and feet of Ye Yun were as fast as flying arrows. Every movement had bursting power.

To cultivate the skills of level two was to refine every kungfu, including fists, feet and sword. Based on level one, the kungfu could build up the body and equip the cultivators with inner Qi so that they could refine the inner Qi for power in their dantians.

This was a slow process. The inner Qi of the body was mysterious. It was everywhere in meridians, bones, muscles and even blood. Cultivators must refine the inner Qi by constantly practicing every kungfu.

In a moment, Ye Yun started to practice the long spear. Being light on his feet, Ye Yun vigorously wielded the spear at great speed.

For a moment, the shadow of the spear looked like a cobweb surrounding Ye Yun, while he was the spinning spider.

When the sun rose, the fog vanished. The back yard became clearer.

Ye Yun stood in an open space, with a crimson round stone in his right hand. His left hand fastened his right hand. He then held his breath and controlled the transfer between the meridians and dantian, refining the power in dantian.

There was sweat all over his forehead. Ye Yun frowned and started to direct his Qi. He felt that the power in his dantian was like a struggling monster. Controlling the monster was not an easy task, but Ye Yun still tried his best to concentrate his inner power towards his right arm. The crimson round stone trembled in his hand.

Hum!

In the blink of an eye, a vibe rushed out from his waist and the trembling stone also quieted down. Ye Yun nearly fell down. The vibe even dismissed the surrounding fog.

Ye Yun threw up the stone and caught it in the air, "Well, it still doesn’t work. Even if the meridians could store some inner power, the dantian is the true source of the power. If dantian could not store the Qi, I can never direct it!"

Meridians were streams, while the dantian was the sea. It contained the Principal Qi.

He tried to refine the Qi through dantian, but he failed again.

"Unfortunately, I can't find uncle Han. If I could learn the method, he said... But learning that method equals suicide. Even if I master it, it may be too late to use it." Ye Yun thought disappointedly. He sighed with relief and dressed on the blue robe, leaving the back yard after clearing it up.

"Eh? What's that noise?"

Ye Yun was on this way to the study when he heard the noise on his right. This kind of noise rarely showed up in Ye Mansion. He curiously walked towards the right corridor.

In front of him was a tall wall, surrounded by trees and artificial hills. Ye Yun thrust against the ground and climbed up the wall, heading out carefully. The yard ahead was the main hall of Ye Mansion where senior members of Ye Clan discussed some important matters.

In front of the hall, a dozen managers of affairs of Ye Clan were in a heated argument with Ye Yuan. Among them, there was an old man in his seventies. He excessively grabbed Ye Yuan's collar.

"That is the first elder master Ye Wentian. Usually, he was quite nice with father. What's wrong?" Ye Yun felt quite confused. Watching the chaos, he dared not move and hid his head in the trees.

The first elder master Ye Wentian shouted to Ye Yuan, "Let alone the alliance with Yang and Liu Clan. Let's talk about Yan Clan. In the past, the Yan Clan initiated the engagement with Ye. We all disagreed. Only you. You clung obstinately to your own course. Now Ye Clan has become the joke of the whole Chiyun City. Everyone is talking about your good-for-nothing son. Now the third-class clan like Gongsun Clan dares to provoke us. Ye Yuan, I respect you as the leader of our clan, but we need an explanation."

"He's right. Several sources of commodities of us have been cut off. Many regular customers are unwilling to buy now."

"Our Ye Clan did take advantage of the engagement with Yan Clan. Humph! Who knows that the Yan Clan has its own ambition? Ye Yuan, do you know that the Yan Clan has engaged with Qin Clan. Yan Linlang is going to marry Qin Ming, the genius of Qin Clan. Now everyone is laughing at Ye Clan!"

"All these are caused by you and your good-for-nothing son!"

Under the drive of Ye Wentian, every senior stood by his side and questioned Ye Yuan. They scolded Ye Yuan as unworthy of the title of the leader.

"Yan Linlang and Qin Ming..."

Ye Yuan abruptly scratched the wall with finger marks. Memories flashed back. He suddenly calmed down and was abnormally indifferent, "Everyone seems to have known that my cultivation base has been destroyed. Perhaps Qin Ming did that to me on purpose, or this is the plan of Qin Clan. They planned to kill me, then my father, and finally, the whole Ye Clan. Even the marriage between Yan Linlang and me was set up beforehand. How horrible the Qin Clan is! How hateful the Yan Clan is!"

At that moment, Ye Yun felt unprecedentedly calm. His mind was clear as never.

The coming-of-age ceremony might truly turn a person into an adult.

"If you want to quarrel, help yourselves. I don't want to discuss it with you. I need to ask Yan Clan for an explanation. I must go now!" Facing the public censure, Ye Yuan strode out.

"Wait!"

However, one person stopped Ye Yuan. It was Ye Wentian. He smiled and said, "If you don't give an explanation to us, you could never walk out of this house today."

Ye Yuan frowned. He looked around and said, "Uncle Tian, you are my senior. If you're right, I will definitely accept it. But not now. Besides, even if Ye Yun cannot cultivate anymore, he is still one of our Ye Clan. He could also contribute to Ye Clan in the future. Please don't make difficulties for him."

Ye Wentian waved his hand and said, "Fine. I can ignore that buster. But you. You must explain it to us. Otherwise..."

"Uncle Tian, I have already said that I don’t want to say anything and I don’t have anything to say. As the head of this family, I'm still the leader of Ye Clan." Ye Yuan clasped his hands.

"So, you mean a battle? Well, everyone regards you as the No.1 master in Ye Clan because you have cultivated the level nine of Flesh Immortal. I'd like to see if that's true. Come on!" Ye Wentian won't leave off.

Ye Yuan had no choice but to ask again, "Fine, if we battle, could you just leave then?"

Ye Wentian took off his robe and threw it to others. He nodded and said, "Of course. I will represent the other two elders."

"Ye He, Ye Xinghe and Ye Wentian. Are they going to rebel against the clan?" In the grass, Ye Yun stared at them, feeling anxious to speak for his father.

In the middle of the yard, Ye Yuan and Ye Wentian stood face to face. Other people stood aside as onlookers. Ye Wentian opened his hands. Surprisingly, the palm and the back of his hands flickered with flash. He suddenly rushed to Ye Yuan and moved in a manner that looked like the Chinese character "之". He shouted, "Thunder Palm!"

Ye Yun was astonished by seeing that, "Thunder Palm! That is one of the most essential kungfu of Ye Clan, paralleling to father's 'Fire Palm'. Moreover, Ye Wentian reached level nine many years ago. Perhaps he has already reached the top level."

"Burning storm!"

Ye Yuan suddenly moved, confronting the coming Ye Wentian. They punched at the same time. Ye Yuan burst out a burning fire, while Ye Wentian released electric power.

Bang!

Sparks burst out. They both receded three steps back and staring at each other.

Ye Wentian could smell his scorched hands. However, Ye Yuan didn't look different. Ye Wentian was about to say something, while Ye Yuan spoke out first. "Uncle Tian, you have already cultivated the Thunder Palm. I understand that."

"Ye Yuan, you are indeed the No.1 master of Ye Clan. I never expect that... Fine, I fit my deeds to my words. But you need to remember that Ye Clan has already been at the stage of extermination anytime. It's important for you to consider the future plan for our development." Ye Wentian said to Ye Yuan while putting on his clothes. Then he turned to leave. However, he saw that other people didn't have the tendency to follow him. He shouted with anger, "What are you looking at? Put up or shut up!"

The sudden roar threatened the public to follow and leave.

"Uncle Tian, you are indeed the pillar of Ye Clan!" Ye Yuan showed a gratified smile. After clearing himself up, Ye Yuan led two servants out of the yard.

"Both the first elder and my father are level nine cultivators, the only two in our clan. Just now, they didn't play their best card, the skill of supernatural power. I have always heard that the first elder is staunch with moral integrity. Even father respects him a lot. It seems that he didn't want to embarrass father. There must be someone instigating in secret." Ye Yun set his mind at rest after finding that Ye Yuan didn't hurt. He thought, "Chiyun City used to be controlled by three clans. Now the Yan Clan unites the Qin Clan. They will definitely attack our Ye Clan. Perhaps there are many more clans waiting for that..."

Ye Yun went back to the study gloomily, leafing through the account books. Even if he could not concentrate, he still struggled to transcribe them.

Working hard till night, Ye Yun only finished several account books. After looking at the time, he left the study alone and started to practice kungfu again.

The Chiyun City was still busy in the night. But several pieces of dark clouds popped up. In a moment, the sky was dark. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. There was no one on the street. It was abnormally quiet.

From the corner, there came a sedan chair gradually. There were bodyguards on both sides.

Zip!

When the bodyguards passed through two buildings, numerous men in black appeared on the roofs. They drew their bows and trained their arrows. All the black arrows flew towards the bodyguards.

"Take care of the master."

All the bodyguards drew their swords to deflect arrows. They fought with the men in black surrounding the sedan. At the same time, Ye Yuan walked out of the sedan with a serious look. Staring at the fierce-looking men in black, Ye Yuan was about to fight.

"No hope for living. No way for death. No shadow when coming. No trace when disappearing."

Suddenly, an aloof sound reverberated through the night.

Originally calm, Ye Yuan was now flurried. When waving hands, his hands were on raging flames. A strong power was pervading in the air. Ye Yuan stared at the sky and said, "No hope for living. No way for death. When did I offend you, Life and Death School?"

"You didn't offend us, but others. 'Chisha Hand' Ye Yuan, you deserve the reputations you enjoy. Seldom does an ordinary person cultivate the level ten of Flesh Immortal, even for the Yan Clan. Ye Yuan, you just need one last step to build the foundation and become the cultivator. But, without the method of Foundation Building, you would never succeed. No matter how powerful you are, you are still just a mortal. It will be your honor to be killed by us."

Whirr!

Before the sound vanished, a huge tiger-shaped palm pressed down from the sky towards Ye Yuan and his bodyguards.

At the same time, fire burst out towards the sky, as if a transitory but dazzling shooting star flashed across the sky.

In the Ye Mansion.

"Why I feel so uneasy? I need to take a walk. By the way, I could see whether dad comes back. I wonder if Yan Clan deliberately makes difficulties for dad." The room was suddenly bright. Ye Yun turned up, dressed himself and hurried to open the door, but the moment the door was opened, he found a bloody man standing at the door.

The bloody figure was tottering. Suddenly, he uttered a word, "Yun..."

"Dad!!!!!!" Ye Yun rushed to bloody Ye Yuan. As soon as Ye Yun touched his body, Ye Yuan fainted in Ye Yun's arms.

The sudden gut-wrenching cry resounded through the quiet Ye Mansion.