Arrogance!
Almost everyone felt that Ye Chen was being too arrogant. This was clearly a sign that he did not place Xiantian realm experts in his eyes.
Ye Zhengyang was the first to bear the brunt. Having broken through to the Xiantian realm, he was actually being called weak. How could he let this waste off the hook?
However, Ye Chen indeed had the qualifications to say such words. In his previous life as a generation's supreme being, Xiantian realm experts were as weak as ants compared to the great enemies he had faced. He could crush countless of them with a single finger, so how could he possibly regard them highly?
"Hmph, arrogant fool. Today, I'll let you witness the might of the Xiantian realm," Ye Zhengyang snorted coldly, filled with rage. The aura around him grew increasingly powerful. With Xiantian True Yuan flowing, his black hair danced wildly, exuding a powerful sense of oppression.
He simply threw a punch. On his fist, the profound light of Xiantian True Yuan circulated. He did not use any martial technique, yet this single punch was even more powerful than the Tiger's Roar he had used before, its momentum fierce, causing the floor to crack inch by inch.
This was the power after breaking through to the Xiantian realm—a casual strike could possess the force of ten thousand jin.
Xia Wei, Huan'er, Ye Zimei, and the other girls immediately paled. Ye Ao's face also darkened as powerful True Yuan energy circulated within his body, ready to intervene.
Only Elder Yan remained leisurely on the side, showing no intention to act. He knew that a reincarnated being like Ye Chen, especially the reincarnation of a generation's Battle Saint, had no fear of such things.
Even though Ye Chen was only at the Houtian realm, as a Battle Saint, he was most adept at fighting across realms. The gap in cultivation level was not a problem at all.
*Smack!*
Facing this punch, Ye Chen did not let his guard down completely. His gaze sharpened like needle points as he suddenly took a step forward.
With a loud boom, centered on the foot he stepped out with, the floor within a radius of one zhang instantly cracked. Then, his right fist shot straight out, actually circulating with a hazy, mysterious golden radiance, shaking the air with a momentum no weaker than Ye Zhengyang's.
"Xiantian True Yuan?!"
The crowd was greatly shocked. Could it be that Ye Chen had also broken through to the Xiantian realm? That would be excessively monstrous.
*Boom!*
However, before everyone could react, the fists of the two in the center of the hall collided directly. A powerful shockwave erupted, a fierce gale swept up, the ground trembled violently, and the hard bluestone slabs throughout the spacious hall cracked inch by inch.
Many with low cultivation were even blown to the ground by the gale, their hearts trembling with fear.
In the center of the hall, the ground was severely cracked. Ye Zhengyang's figure remained unmoving, standing there with Xiantian True Yuan energy flowing over his body, protecting him and displaying the true might of a Xiantian expert.
*Thud, thud, thud...*
On the other side, Ye Chen retreated seven steps in succession. With each step, the already cracked floor left deep footprints. Only on the seventh step did he finally halt his retreat.
Looking at his slightly reddened right fist, he shook his head slightly. His physical body was still not strong enough.
During the four months of seclusion, he had not only cultivated internal energy and broken through minor realms but had also been tempering his physical body's bones and muscles. Using his father's authority, he had repeatedly brought various training equipment to his courtyard for cultivation.
Especially the Tyrant Heaven Refining Saint Art, cultivated to the seventh diagram, had tempered his physical body to be incredibly tough. Moreover, the Human Yuan Body Art nourished his body with spiritual energy, ultimately allowing him to cultivate Human Yuan power.
Human Yuan power was not Xiantian True Yuan but a force derived from the physical body. Only by reaching a certain level in the Human Yuan Body Art, approaching the minor accomplishment stage, could one cultivate it, and it could rival Xiantian True Yuan.
It could be said that within these four months, Ye Chen had already cultivated Human Yuan power. Although not much, it was the capital that allowed him to dare to clash head-on with Xiantian True Yuan.
Once Human Yuan power spread throughout his entire body, he would achieve a golden body, becoming indestructible and invincible.
Although everyone present was surprised that Ye Chen could clash head-on with Ye Zhengyang, who had become a Xiantian realm expert, they cheered even more for Ye Zhengyang's strength.
The Xiantian realm was indeed a level that the Houtian realm could not resist. No matter how monstrous Ye Chen was, he could hardly compare.
While the three elders were astonished by Ye Chen's strength, they were also satisfied with Ye Zhengyang's performance.
However, Ye Chen looked at Ye Zhengyang and suddenly sneered, "Why force yourself to withstand it? You'll only suffer internal injuries."
Just as everyone was stunned, Ye Zhengyang suddenly coughed up a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, bright and eye-catching, causing everyone to be shocked—
Ye Zhengyang was injured!
In this clash, Ye Zhengyang had not gained the upper hand at all. He had merely forced himself to withstand it and had instead suffered internal injuries. And the one who injured Ye Zhengyang was none other than Ye Chen, whom they had once regarded as a waste.
In contrast, by retreating, Ye Chen had completely diverted Ye Zhengyang's force, channeling it all into the ground. Moreover, his physical body was strong, and the remaining force could not harm him at all.
Therefore, in this collision, it seemed Ye Chen was at a disadvantage, but in fact, the opposite was true.
"This... how is this possible..."
What was even more shocking was that Ye Zhengyang was clearly already a Xiantian realm expert, his strength unmatched among the younger generation. Yet, in a confrontation with Ye Chen, he was actually at a disadvantage. What kind of monster was this Ye Chen?
Could it be that he had already recovered his former cultivation?
The mere thought of this possibility made everyone's hearts skip a beat, filled with disbelief.
Even Ye Ao, as his father, could not help but show a look of astonishment. When had Ye Chen become so powerful? He actually knew nothing about it.
If he had become this powerful in just four short months, it would be too monstrous. Even the "Ye Chen" during his genius period had not been this formidable.
Ye Zhengyang also stared at Ye Chen in horror, finding it hard to believe that Ye Chen could clash with him without being injured and even injure him, a genuine Xiantian realm expert.
What kind of waste was this? He was too monstrous. Could it be that Ye Chen had unknowingly recovered his former cultivation?
Although it was hard to believe, currently, this was the most plausible explanation.
What a Ye Chen, hiding so deeply. After their shock, the three elders exchanged glances, sensing a grave seriousness. With this, Ye Zhengyang's path to seizing the position of family head would become much more difficult.
But the more this was the case, the more intense their killing intent toward Ye Chen grew. With Ye Chen present for even a day, did it not mean Ye Zhengyang could not possibly obtain the position of family head? Since that was the case, they should not be blamed for being ruthless and resorting to any means necessary.
The three elders looked at each other, as if making a very important decision. They nodded, and the Great Elder spoke with authority, "Ye Chen—"
"Report—"
Before he could finish speaking, a servant rushed anxiously into the main hall, causing the three elders to look displeased. "What matter is so urgent that you dare to barge into a family meeting? If you don't have a sufficient reason, we won't let you off."
The servant immediately turned pale and said hurriedly, "Reporting to the Family Head and Elders, Master Li Yun has come to visit. He is waiting at the main gate and asked me to come and announce his arrival."
"What—" Some family higher-ups could not help but exclaim in surprise. Who was Master Li Yun? He was practically the number one alchemist in all of Luo Feng City and came from the royal capital, his status extraordinarily noble.
Generally, Master Li Yun was accustomed to acting alone and rarely took the initiative to visit other forces.
Even Ye Ao and the three elders showed looks of astonishment and said urgently, "Master Li Yun is here? Hurry and invite him in."
An alchemist, even the most ordinary One-Star Alchemist, was not someone to be offended casually. They needed to be received with high-level etiquette.
Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, not expecting Li Yun to come at this time.
Not long after, led by the servant, Master Li Yun, dressed in white robes, entered the spacious hall. He appeared elegant and refined, quite immortal-like, drawing sidelong glances. He cupped his hands toward Ye Ao and said with a smile, "City Lord Ye, arriving suddenly at your esteemed residence, I hope you won't take offense!"