Mount Ye was especially lively today.
Following the same routine as last time, Su Mo and Ye Qingyi first went to visit Ye Huaimin and Li Ru.
The moment they met, Ye Huaimin began looking around, as if searching for something.
Su Mo’s impression of him was just average, remembering him only as a stubborn old man who favored sons over daughters: “Stop looking. The great-grandson was something I made up. Didn’t Ye Zhongwen tell you?”
Ye Huaimin was stunned. “Made up?”
“Patriarch Ye, you didn’t really think he wanted me back in the Ye family just because I’d supposedly had a boy, did you?”
Hearing how Su Mo addressed him, Ye Wei bit her lip and tightened her grip on Su Mo’s hand.
Of course, Ye Huaimin hadn’t truly believed that, but he had still held onto the fantasy.
His only grandson, Ye Qingshu, had become increasingly willful, even cruel, since being beaten up last time. Ye Huaimin had been worried sick about it. So, when he heard he had a great-grandson, he had momentarily thought the Ye family finally had a proper heir and had almost laughed himself silly…
“So… my branch line is going to die out then…” Ye Huaimin muttered to himself.
“How could that be? Look how excellent Qingyu and Qingyi are. They are both children of our Ye family,” Li Ru consoled him. “And our Weiwei is excellent too.”
Ye Wei nodded vigorously upon hearing this.
Ye Huaimin didn’t respond, just stared blankly at the fish in the small pond, just like the first time Su Mo met him.
Li Ru, without stopping the motion of her hands massaging his shoulders, smiled at Su Mo and Ye Qingyi. “Come, come sit by your grandfather. He’s missed you both so much since it’s been so long, always talking about you.”
She included “Su Mo” in her invitation.
“Thank you, but I have important matters to attend to. Since Patriarch Ye doesn’t seem interested in dealing with me, I won’t disturb him further.”
Frustrated and choking on his anger, Ye Huaimin broke into a fit of violent coughing. Ye Qingyi shot a worried glance his way, but then resolve flashed in her eyes.
As Li Ru and Ye Wei patted his back to help him catch his breath, they heard him angrily say, “Fine, fine! So not a single one of you will give me any peace, is that it…”
Su Mo, afraid that continuing would actually cause the old man to die of rage, said nothing more and turned to Ye Zhongwen. “You, come with me outside for a moment.”
Ye Zhongwen was already used to Su Mo’s tone and wasn’t particularly surprised. He followed Su Mo out.
Ye Qingyi stayed in the courtyard. After a moment’s thought, she walked over to Ye Huaimin. “As Qingyi’s boyfriend, I feel it necessary to state this clearly to you: she wasn’t born to be treated like this. Since your Ye family doesn’t cherish her as a daughter or granddaughter, then go ahead and dote on your foolish young master, Ye Qingshu, instead…”
She said a great deal in one breath, and by the end, she couldn’t stop her eyes from reddening.
Li Ru watched this scene, feeling somewhat puzzled, but didn’t show it.
“She has someone who cherishes her and loves her now. Please don’t disturb her life anymore, or don’t blame me for being impolite!” She slammed her palm down on the stone table, which immediately shattered into pieces.
Just then, the sounds of a fight came from outside the gate.
It was Su Mo and Ye Zhongwen, fighting and trading insults as they went.
By the time Ye Qingyi rushed over, Ye Zhongwen was losing his composure, shouting, “Are you only satisfied when you’ve completely destroyed the Ye family?!”
Seeing that Ye Zhongwen was losing, several figures hidden in the shadows suddenly moved to ambush Su Mo.
Ye Qingyi’s temper flared instantly. The vision of her Qi Sea and Snow Mountains manifested almost in an instant. “Stand down!” he roared.
In his Qi Sea, monstrous waves crashed against the shore. The powerful pressure caused the several ambushers to instantly panic. One of them said, “Let’s join forces to subdue him.”
The moment the several men reached Ye Qingyi’s side, they saw that he didn’t even draw a weapon, merely throwing out a plain, ordinary punch.
Absolute power often manifests in the simplest ways, without any flashy techniques.
The four C-grade fighters reacted by manifesting their own Qi Sea and Snow Mountain visions. Each only had one Snow Mountain, far inferior to Ye Qingyi’s four.
BOOM!
The massive energy released from the clashing techniques sent all four men flying far back. Each one coughed up blood, their faces deathly pale.
In contrast, Ye Qingyi only felt a slight soreness in his wrist.
At the same time, gunshots rang out from the mountainside. In all likelihood, it was Tang Hu engaging the people hidden in the woods.
The Qingyu Association and the Ye Family were officially at war!
“Ye Zhongwen, it’s time to end this,” Su Mo sneered, striking out with a palm aimed at Ye Zhongwen’s chest.
Ye Zhongwen’s strength was already inferior to Su Mo’s, and his vision was blurry. The only reason they had fought for so long was because Su Mo had been waiting for the right moment.
Now, the timing was perfect.
THUD!
Su Mo’s strike felt like it had hit a slab of iron.
“What a vicious woman! You won’t even spare your own father!” A short, stubby-limbed old man with narrow eyes and an extremely lecherous smile suddenly blocked the path in front of Ye Zhongwen. The shield in his hand shattered into several pieces.
Su Mo’s gaze sharpened. He wasn’t surprised but instead revealed a triumphant smile.
“So, the person the Hundred Immortals Sect left behind isn’t just Charm Immortal, but Dream Immortal too. Tsk, tsk. Colluding with the Hundred Immortals Sect… the Ye family is truly finished now.”
“You know of me?”
“If you knew my identity, you wouldn’t be curious.”
“Oh, that’s right. One of the Twenty-Eight Mansions. No wonder it’s not strange then.” Dream Immortal let out a sinister chuckle. “Since you know who I am, you must also know about my abilities. So, prepare to accept a new version of yourself. Let’s just pretend today never happened.”
Suddenly, a wave of drowsiness hit. The surrounding scenery began to distort, and the world turned illusory.
The creepy old man hopped closer, constantly muttering something:
“Ye Qingyi, Ye Qingyi…”
“Remember, you are a daughter of the Ye family. All your actions must prioritize the Ye family’s interests…”
“Today, you return to the Ye family. All misunderstandings have vanished…”
“Ye Qingyi, Ye Qingyi…”
“Sleep well. You won’t remember today’s events. I will rewrite your past for you…”
…
After expending great effort, Dream Immortal finally finished his work. He glanced at Su Mo, whose eyes had rolled back, and let out a long sigh of relief. “Finally done. That exhausted me. Next one.”
Not far away, Ye Qingyi also had his eyes rolled back.
But the moment Dream Immortal turned around, a pleasant voice drifted eerily into his ear: “If you’re so tired, rest for an eternity.”
Dream Immortal: “Huh???”
In the next moment, a long blade pierced through his body, and his vitality drained away wildly.
Dream Immortal, deceased!
Su Mo couldn’t help but complained : “Trying to play these tricks on me… you really had a death wish.”
As soon as Dream Immortal died, Ye Qingyi broke free from the dream. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Su Mo throwing a punch into Ye Zhongwen’s chest.
Watching the two men most important to her fighting before her eyes—one of them being beaten until he bled from all seven orifices and lost consciousness—was something Ye Qingyi couldn’t possibly remain calm about. After all, the facts were clear: he had given her life. Without him, there would be no her.
But that was all!
Ye Qingyi: Mhm, that’s right. (Sighs)