NOVEL WEB Chapter 318: Chapter 318
Xiao Zhan felt an oppressive weight from Ye Feng's simple statement, rendering him hesitant to respond. He questioned whether Ye Feng was a Dou Ling, a Dou Wang, or even a Dou Huang. Yet, he knew that even a Dou Huang-level expert couldn't reverse his Dou Qi's flow so effortlessly. It dawned on him that Ye Feng's cultivation might have reached the Dou Zong level.
"Dou Zong?" he murmured, his voice tinged with disbelief.
The more Xiao Zhan observed Ye Feng, the more astonished he became. In the Jia Ma Empire, it was rumored that the pinnacle of cultivation was the Dou Huang level. Yet, Ye Feng, a young man only slightly older than Xiao Zhan's son, had achieved the Dou Zong realm, commanding respect and awe.
"Use force? Of course not," Xiao Yan interjected, stepping forward. "Your actions aren't even worth my effort."
Snap!
Ye Feng extended his hand, creating a portal in mid-air. With a swift motion, he compressed the air and struck Xiao Yan's face.
Xiao Yan stood stunned, staring intently at Ye Feng. In the past, he might have retaliated immediately. But after years of being labeled a waste and enduring ridicule, he had learned restraint. Though humiliated in front of everyone, he remained silent, his eyes sharp and resolute.
"Any objections?" Ye Feng inquired.
Xiao Yan remained silent, vowing internally to remember this humiliation.
Xiao Zhan, recognizing Ye Feng's overwhelming power, chose not to intervene. The Xiao family, including the three elders, watched the scene unfold with a mix of curiosity and amusement, pondering how Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhan would navigate their standing within the clan moving forward.
Ahem.
Ge Ye cleared his throat, producing a brocade box from his storage ring. "Clan Chief Xiao, we acknowledge the difficulty of today's events. As a token of our apology, please accept this Qi Gathering Powder, refined by our Yunlan Sect's Gu He."
Qi Gathering Powder: a substance that enhances a fighter's success rate in condensing a cyclone. Gu He's refinement of this powder could fetch three to four hundred thousand gold spirit coins.
Despite the generous offer, Xiao Zhan remained unmoved. Xiao Yan, observing his father's composure, felt a surge of pride.
Turning to Nalan Yanran, Xiao Yan questioned, "Nalan Yanran, did your grandfather approve of breaking off the engagement?"
"He doesn't know about this," she replied.
"Since my grandfather is deceased and yours is unaware, proceeding with the annulment would be a desecration of our ancestors," Xiao Yan asserted.
"Is it truly about honoring the dead, or are you captivated by Nalan Yanran's beauty?" Liu Ling mocked. "From what I know, there's no bond between you two. Why resist the annulment?"
"I've stated my reasons. As juniors, we must respect our elders," Xiao Yan responded firmly.
"What if I withdraw my support today?" Kuzu Ye challenged.
Before Xiao Yan could reply, Ye Feng interjected, "If the issue lies with the Xiao family's elders, perhaps we should hear from them directly."
He turned to Nalan Yanran, "If the elders consent, would that suffice?"
"But the elder in question has passed away," she noted.
"Death doesn't silence everyone," Ye Feng smirked, winking mischievously.
With a wave of his hand, a coffin materialized in the Xiao family's ceremonial hall, shocking all present. Ye Feng summoned a gust of wind, lifting the coffin lid to reveal a skeletal corpse.
"Father!"
"Grandfather!"
"Brother!"
Xiao Zhan, Xiao Yan, and the three elders exclaimed in unison, recognizing the remains of the former patriarch, Xiao Lin.
"You..." The younger members of the Xiao family pointed accusatorily at Ye Feng, appalled by his audacity.
Undeterred, Ye Feng addressed the corpse, "Xiao Lin, please speak to your descendants."
He channeled a gray energy into the skeleton, causing a red hue to emerge in its eye sockets. The skeletal hands grasped the coffin's edge, and with a creak, Xiao Lin sat upright.
"Am I alive?" a hoarse voice emanated from the skull.
"Zhan'er, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother," he greeted each in turn.
"Eldest Brother?" the second elder queried hesitantly.
"Now that you're awake, could you clarify the circumstances of the engagement with the Nalan family?" Ye Feng prompted.
"Engagement?"
"Yes, between your grandson and Nalan Yanran."
"You resurrected me?"
"Indeed."
"What's the issue with the engagement?"
"Nalan Yanran wishes to annul it, but your grandson opposes, citing respect for ancestral decisions," Ye Feng explained.
Xiao Lin surveyed the room, his gaze settling on Xiao Yan. "This arrangement was made during a drunken conversation with Nalan Jie. If it's causing distress, let's dissolve it. We shouldn't let it strain our families' relations."
Acknowledging Ye Feng's formidable power, Xiao Lin chose to acquiesce.
"Very well. Since you've addressed the unresolved matters of your past, it's time to rest once more. After all, defying the natural order isn't advisable," Ye Feng declared.
Though his words spoke of nature's laws, Ye Feng's true intent was to prevent any advantage to Xiao Yan. As the God of Creation, he reveled in challenging fate.
Xiao Lin reclined back into the coffin. Ye Feng extracted the gray energy from the skeleton, extinguishing the red glow in its eyes. With a final wave, the coffin lid closed, and it returned to its original resting place.
"Shall we depart?" Ye Feng asked Nalan Yanran.
"Yes," she replied softly.
"And the Qi Gathering Powder?" Ge Ye inquired, holding the brocade box.
"Naturally, we'll take it back," Ye Feng responded with a sly grin, turning to exit the Xiao family's hall with pride.
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