"Smells so good!" As soon as Ye Chen left the cultivation chamber, he was hit by a familiar aroma of food, making his stomach growl involuntarily.
"Chen'er, you're here, come, join us for a meal. Your godmother has cooked your favorite dishes," Xiao Hui said to Ye Chen with a doting expression.
Though she was the Lady of the Ye Family, she enjoyed cooking and had superb culinary skills.
From childhood to adulthood, Ye Chen's favorite dishes were those cooked by Xiao Hui.
"Chen'er, you're competing for the chief disciple position tomorrow, will this distract you from your training?" Ye Ming asked with concern.
"Of course not, haha. To be honest, it's been a long time since I had godmother's cooking. I've really missed it! Today, I don't plan on training. After dinner, I'll accompany you both to stroll around Dragon Elephant Peak," Ye Chen said with a slight smile, quickly taking his seat at the table and enjoying the meal.
In the future, his time with Ye Ming and Xiao Hui was destined to become less frequent.
So, while he had free time now, he wanted to spend more time with Ye Ming and Xiao Hui.
"Here, Chen'er, this is your favorite wild chili stir-fried beef." With a kindly expression, Xiao Hui placed a piece of beef into Ye Chen's bowl and smiled at him.
"Thank you, godmother." A warm feeling surged in Ye Chen's heart.
The feeling of being united with family was truly wonderful. He wished it could always be like this.
However, he carried a deep-seated vendetta, and he had to become stronger.
Otherwise, he would not only fail to avenge but also be unable to protect his foster father and mother.
After dinner, Ye Chen took his foster father and mother to wander around Dragon Elephant Peak.
Since Ouyang Zhong bestowed this peak to him, he had named it Dragon Elephant Peak.
One must say, the scenery of Dragon Elephant Peak was truly beautiful, with lush trees everywhere, jade grass all around, even waterfalls and various pavilions—just like an earthly paradise.
Ye Chen led his foster father and mother through the woods, admiring the surrounding views, feeling extremely joyful.
He hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.
Unfortunately, happy times are always so fleeting.
Before they knew it, night quietly fell, and the three of them had to head back home.
"Hmph! Girl, this useless son-in-law of ours has such limited ambition. At a time like this, he still has the mood to sightsee. What a hopeless case!" Under an ancient pine not far from Ye Chen, a mysterious elder wearing a bronze mask shook his head, his eyes filled with deep disappointment, embodying the idiom 'hating iron for not becoming steel.'
As far as he knew, Ye Chen was to compete for the chief disciple position of the War King Hall tomorrow.
Yet instead of striving and training diligently to become the chief disciple, he went sightseeing with his foster father and mother.
Such a person truly lacks any semblance of ambition.
"Heh! He probably knows he stands no chance of becoming the chief disciple of the War King Hall tomorrow, so he simply chose to give up! A person lacking determination, regardless of talent, can't go far on the path of cultivation. What's more, he's a wastrel unable to awaken his bloodline," the mysterious elder's female companion in black sneered coldly, her tone full of disdain and mockery.
Though she knew Ye Chen was a hopeless case who would never, in this life, offer her lady any help,
whenever she saw Ye Chen's lackadaisical demeanor, she couldn't help but get angry.
Her lady was extraordinarily talented and already a disciple of the Six Great Sacred Lands, yet saddled with such a useless fiancé.
Heaven surely had a twisted sense of humor!
"Girl, there's no need for us to watch tomorrow's competition. This useless son-in-law isn't worth our time," the mysterious elder sighed.
"He killed Duanmu Jie; feared that someone might act against him tomorrow. Alas! As useless as he is, he's still our son-in-law. Let's just say we owe him that," the girl in black let out a bitter smile.
Though she looked down on Ye Chen, their useless son-in-law,
as long as she was around, she'd ensure Ye Chen's safety.
After all, Ye Chen was her son-in-law!
"Once we resolve matters here, we'll return to see the lady. If she finds out her fiancé is this useless, she'd be profoundly disappointed, perhaps even seek a marriage annulment," the mysterious elder mused.
"I also support the lady annulling the engagement with Ye Chen, because he has nothing that matches her. What I fear is that the lady won't do so, for she values promises above all," the girl's lips pursed tightly as she sighed helplessly.
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, the second day arrived.
Early in the morning, a large number of students gathered above the main peak of the War King Hall. At a glance, the number definitely exceeded a thousand.
More than half of these people were students of the War King Hall, while the other students came from the other three factions of the Celestial Flame Academy.
The purpose of their gathering here was naturally to find out who could become the new Chief Disciple of the War King Hall today.
"Ouyang Ren, you are no match for Zi Xuan and the others. You might as well voluntarily give up the position of Chief Disciple, otherwise, you'll only disgrace yourself." At this moment, in front of a massive White Jade Battle Platform, Ouyang Yi said to a burly young man.
This young man looked extremely honest and sincere in appearance, with muscles bulging all over his body, as strong as a humanoid Demon Beast.
His name was Ouyang Ren, and he was the cousin of Ouyang Xue.
Before Ye Chen became a Seed Student of the War King Hall, Ouyang Ren had always been the Chief Disciple of the War King Hall.
Moreover, he was the nephew of Ouyang Zhong, who had placed great expectations on him and tried every means to nurture him.
Unfortunately, his Body Refining Talent was still not strong enough, and he could never pass the Hall Master's test in the War King Hall.
However, over the years, he had remained loyal to Ouyang Zhong.
After learning of Ouyang Zhong's death, he locked himself in his room for three days and nights.
It wasn't until today that he appeared before everyone once again.
"Hmph! I can hand over the position of Chief Disciple, but only one person can replace me, and that is Ye Chen! As for the students from other factions, what face do they have to compete for our War King Hall's Chief Disciple position, I spit on them." Contrary to everyone's expectation, Ouyang Ren did not agree with Ouyang Yi. Instead, he spoke with disdain.
He was extremely angry and dissatisfied with Ouyang Yi's actions.
After Ouyang Zhong's death, this old guy actually consented to allow students from the other three factions to enter the War King Hall and even allowed them to compete for the Chief Disciple position of the War King Hall.
This was truly chilling to the heart.
Today, unless he was dead, he would never let the Chief Disciple position go to students from other factions.
"Ha! With garbage like you wanting to occupy the position of Chief Disciple of the War King Hall, you truly overestimate yourself! If you're sensible, just obediently hand over the position of Chief Disciple, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." At this moment, a young man in a purple robe couldn't help but mock, his mouth twisted in a scornful smile, looking at Ouyang Ren as if watching a pathetic clown.
This purple-robed young man was indeed Zi Xuan.
"I have said, other than Ye Chen, I will not hand over the Chief Disciple position to anyone; unless you walk over my dead body." Ouyang Ren clenched his fists tightly, his expression unwaveringly firm, as if no one could shake his resolve.
"Cousin, you're no match for Zi Xuan and the others. If this goes on, you will be in great danger. In their quest for the Chief Disciple position, they surely won't show you any mercy." At this moment, Ouyang Xue had also arrived at the front of the battle platform. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes filled with deep anxiety, as she conveyed her thoughts to Ouyang Ren.
Ouyang Ren was her cousin, and they had grown up together.
Among the younger generation of the Ouyang Clan, Ouyang Ren's Body Refining Talent was undoubtedly the highest, which is why Ouyang Zhong intended to cultivate him into the new Hall Master of the War King Hall.
Unfortunately, his Body Refining Talent was still far from the standards required to become the Hall Master, and he probably would never hope to pass the Hall Master's test in this lifetime.
Despite this, he never gave up in despair, and he continued striving hard.
As such, Ouyang Xue really did not wish to see anything happen to Ouyang Ren.
"Cousin, don't try to persuade me. Even if it means death, I will never yield. Students from other factions have no right to touch the Chief Disciple position of our War King Hall. If I casually give up this position, what face do I have to face the Grand Elder and the ancestors of the Ouyang Family?" Ouyang Ren said with utmost determination.
Even Ouyang Xue was utterly moved at this moment.
Ouyang Ren's loyalty to the War King Hall was beyond compare.
"A trash like you dares to boast shamelessly here. Since you're so eager to die, let me fulfill your wish." Zi Xuan's mouth subtly curved upwards, displaying a menacing smile, looking at Ouyang Ren as if looking at an ant that could be easily crushed to death.
Mere trash who couldn't even become a Seed Student dared to occupy the Chief Disciple position of the War King Hall; truly, he was living tired of life.
Today, no matter who it was, anyone wishing to contend for the Chief Disciple position with him, he would show no mercy, even if they were students from the Celestial Flame Peak or the Soul Palace.
The position of Chief Disciple was absolutely his alone.
"Truly a foolish person, wouldn't it be better to just obediently hand over the Chief Disciple position, instead of insisting on opposing Zi Xuan and the others. Truly bringing trouble upon oneself." Ouyang Yi sneered to himself.
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