A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

"Chen Yue! How dare you hurt us!"

The two collapsed to the ground, their injuries causing excruciating pain, rendering them completely unable to move.

Chen Yue scoffed, "They're just two dogs. Letting their owner kick them a couple of times is a reward for you."

Upon hearing this, one of them instantly flew into a rage, shouting, "You good-for-nothing, born of a mother but raised by no father, you've been drinking fake alcohol today..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud bang was heard, and a cloud of blood mist dissipated.

"Noisy."

Chen Yue remained expressionless, glancing contemptuously at the servant.

"Go tell Chen Ming that I will retrieve my things during the competition."

After saying that, Chen Yue slowly left, passed through the Chen family hall, and walked into a narrow dirt road overgrown with weeds.

The servant was deeply disturbed. How could the good-for-nothing young master, who was usually bullied by everyone, suddenly change his personality so drastically?

Thinking of the strength Chen Yue had just displayed, he was suddenly shocked!

Not daring to slack off in the slightest, they scrambled to Chen Ming's residence.

"Young Master, I did it! Young Master, I finally did it!"

"Ten years of physical training, one day of enlightenment!"

A burst of hearty laughter rang out in the courtyard.

Chen Ming was surrounded by a faint blue light, feeling the mysterious power newly emerging within his body.

"This is... Source Power!"

Chen Ming could hardly hide his excitement.

At sixteen, a child at the Enlightenment Realm would be considered an unparalleled genius in any family in Jiangcheng.

Even within the entire Lingyuan Mountain Range, he possesses exceptional talent.

A middle-aged woman dressed in elegant clothes smiled brightly upon seeing this scene.

This person is Gao Fu, the legal wife of Chen Zhaowu, the current head of the Chen family, and also Chen Ming's biological mother.

“My son’s talent is such that even in the Xuan Yun Holy Land, he would not be considered an ordinary person.”

As a top power in the Lingyuan Mountains, Xuanyun Holy Land is a treasure land that all cultivators yearn for.

The holy land has dozens of experts at the Spirit Mansion Realm, and even has a patriarch at the peak of the Sun Wheel Realm presiding over it.

If Chen Ming could join the Xuan Yun Holy Land and have such a powerful backer, the Chen family would no longer have to live in a small Jiangcheng.

Just then, an untimely voice rang out.

"Something terrible has happened! Young Master Chen Ming, something terrible has happened!"

The servant hurriedly pushed open the courtyard gate, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

"Young Master, something terrible has happened!"

The servant's voice trembled uncontrollably, and the waves of pain from his wounds made his expression twisted into a hideous grimace.

His gray-brown cloth clothes were now stained blood red.

His disheveled appearance aroused a sense of disgust in Chen Ming.

"I have just drawn the source into my body and have just attained enlightenment. This is a time of great joy."

"You dare to say such discouraging things?!"

Chen Ming's expression froze, and an indescribable indifference shone in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, the servant quickly recounted what had just happened.

After hearing the story, Chen Ming and Madam Chen's expressions changed from surprise to confusion.

"His dantian was destroyed, his sacred body was taken away, yet he was still able to recover his cultivation. How did that kid manage to do that...?"

Chen Ming muttered to himself, completely baffled.

Madam Chen pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and exclaimed in surprise.

"Could it be the cultivation manual left behind by the third brother?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming remained silent.

He had been eyeing that legendary cultivation technique since before he had taken Chen Yue's sacred body.

The previous Holy Son of Xuanyun Holy Land, a prodigy of Jiangcheng, and a pillar of the Chen family.

Chen Chu was Chen Yue's father.

The items brought out at great risk in the ancient secret realm could not be ordinary; they must be at least local-level cultivation techniques.

If this were released to the outside world, it would be enough to cause a huge uproar.

If Chen Chu hadn't offended a powerful figure, Chen Yue's family wouldn't have ended up like this.

"So what if my cultivation has been restored? I have already broken through to the Enlightenment Realm."

"If he dares to challenge me in this family competition, then I will make sure he stays on the martial arts stage forever."

Chen Yue walked through the path and arrived at the most secluded corner of the Chen family's residence.

The gate in front of us was dilapidated, and the iron lock hanging on it was rusty, as if it would shatter into a pile of iron scraps if it fell to the ground.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, three simple brick and tile houses come into view.

A boy dressed in plain clothes was sweeping fallen leaves from the ground with a broom.

He walked with a limp, and both legs appeared to have been seriously injured.

Looking at the big tree in the yard, he muttered to himself, "With so many leaves falling, how come you haven't shed all your leaves?"

Hearing the creaking sound of the courtyard gate opening, I looked in the direction of the sound.

"Young Master! You're back!"

Chen Yue smiled and gently flicked his head with his hand.

"Little Su Yi, why are you secretly cursing the tree again?"

Su Yi felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

Hearing the noise from the courtyard, the woman inside the house slowly opened the door.

"Xiao Yue, is that Xiao Yue back?"

The woman's voice was gentle and soft.

When Chen Yue saw his mother, Luan Xinying, his heart tightened, and he was instantly overwhelmed by a sense of sadness, his eyes gradually welling up with tears.

He was only thirty-six years old, but his temples were already gray, his body was frail, and his weathered face was full of sorrow.

But the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yue was still full of tenderness.

"Mother, you are not feeling well, please go back to your room and rest."

Chen Yue quickly stepped forward to help him up and slowly walked back into the house.

"My mother's body is getting colder and colder," Chen Yue muttered to himself.

According to the original owner's memories, his mother's strange illness became more and more serious after his father left. Despite trying everything he could, he could not cure his mother's strange illness.

About three months later, my mother will turn into an ice sculpture and leave forever.

This time, we will not let this happen again, no matter what.

Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Chen Yue, Luan Xinying felt sorry for him, but after some hesitation, she swallowed her words.

Thinking of the family competition in ten days, Luan Xinying advised, "Xiao Yue, why don't you voluntarily withdraw from the family competition in ten days?"

Seeing his mother's worried expression, Chen Yue could understand.

Chen Yue would have agreed a day earlier.

But he is no longer the good-for-nothing young master that everyone used to laugh at.

As for the younger generation of the Chen family, most of them haven't even mastered body tempering, so how could they possibly fight against those in the Enlightenment Realm? They simply have no chance.

Chen Yue has only one goal for this competition.

It's not about winning the championship, but about reclaiming one's former sacred body.

Abstaining is impossible.

Chen Yue said firmly, "I will not forfeit in the competition; I must go."

Luan Xinying sighed, unsure of what to say.

Chen Yue waved his hand slightly, and a pale blue power drifted into the courtyard.

Then a gentle breeze blew up, swirling the scattered fallen leaves on the ground and piling them neatly together.

“Mother, my cultivation has been restored, and I have attained enlightenment.”

Luan Xinying looked incredulous. "You've recovered? Xiao Yue, have you really recovered?"

Chen Yue nodded, smiling happily.

Luan Xinying was stunned for a full quarter of an hour, and then burst into tears of joy.