Clan Cultivation: The Ye Clan

"The Zheng family has joined forces with their allies to deal with the disciples of the other three families. They're really ambitious!"

Ye Zhenzhen thought this to herself and then said it directly.

"What do you think?"

"Yes, Uncle Anlin, what does the family mean by this?" Ye Zhenwen asked.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenrong did not speak, but turned to look at Ye Anlin.

Ye Anlin rolled his eyes at the three of them. "You guys are the true lineage, okay? Now you're all turning to ask me."

He shrugged, "There are no instructions whatsoever."

Ye Zhenzhen scoffed and turned to look at the platform. "This is letting us improvise!"

Seeing his sister's smile, Ye Zhenwen knew that her opponent was most likely to be in trouble.

He patted his sister on the shoulder and advised, "Take it easy, don't go too far."

"Are you sure? Look how ruthless they are, we're going to hold back?"

Ye Anlin smiled as he looked at the two siblings. There was really no need for that. These two matches showed that everyone was ruthless when they attacked.

In just a quarter of an hour, it was Ye Zhenrong's turn to take the stage.

Ye Anlin instructed, "Be careful in everything, and don't hold back."

Ye Zhenwen and Ye Zhenzhen also got up to see them off, but they didn't say anything.

Ye Zhenrong nodded to the three of them, then turned and left.

After watching Ye Zhenrong ascend the platform, the three of them sat down to continue watching.

My heart was pounding; I didn't know if he could beat me.

After watching for a while, the three of them frowned.

Ye Zhenzhen asked, "Why would someone who was kicked away with just one kick participate in a competition?"

"Same question," Ye Zhenwen simply said.

The two of them turned to look at Ye Anlin at the same time. Ye Anlin was under a lot of pressure!

You all ask me everything, but I'm not an expert, how would I know?

There was no answer; he simply shook his head slightly.

Ye Zhenrong returned in less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.

This time, none of the three of them bothered to get up to greet them. It really wasn't necessary; it was too fast, and they were quite tired.

The four sat in a row, eating fruit, silently waiting for the next match, Ye Zhenwen's game.

Half an hour later, we finally arrived.

Ye Zhenwen stood up, looked at everyone, and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Ye Zhenzhen looked worried. "Don't underestimate them, be careful!"

Ye Zhenwen smiled and nodded, then leaped onto the high platform.

Ye Zhenzhen suddenly tensed up, wondering what her brother's opponent was like.

As a result, my brother returned in no time, his clothes not even having time to get dusty.

That's fast, so fast.

This made Ye Zhenzhen even more puzzled. What was the Zheng family planning to do?

Test?

Why send such a weak disciple onto the field?

If you can defeat your enemy in one move, what's the point of fighting?

Just as Ye Zhenzhen was puzzled, the others were also filled with confusion.

Ye Zhenrong glanced at the other three and said, "I'll go ask my father and see if they have any thoughts on this!"

Ye Anlin nodded. It was just in time for him to go, as his competition was approaching.

Ye Zhenwen and Ye Zhenzhen turned their heads to watch Ye Zhenrong's departing figure, chirping softly.

"You said he went, but can you ask him anything?"

"Hard to say."

"It's not a secret, what's there to hide?"

Ye Zhenwen turned to look at Ye Zhenzhen, his face showing a complicated expression, unsure whether he should speak or not.

Hearing this, Ye Anlin interjected, "It's probably because of you."

Ye Zhenzhen frowned. "What do you mean? What does this have to do with me?"

Ye Anlin glanced at Ye Zhenwen. She didn't even know?

Ye Zhenwen shook his head slightly, probably because he didn't know.

Ye Anlin explained, "After you and your group went to the secret realm last time, did you have a fight with the clan leader and the others?"

"Yes, so what? That happened several months ago, does it still matter?"

"Yes, it's related. Since then, the clan chief has felt that your generation of children is still too young, so he has entrusted many things to us, the An generation."

Ye Zhenwen continued, "Since then, you've rarely been called to meetings in the council hall. Haven't you noticed?"

"It seems like that's true. Whatever, I don't mind. It's like we Zhen generation people care a lot."

Upon hearing this, Ye Anlin and Ye Zhenwen both looked at Ye Zhenzhen. You're really brave; you dare to say anything!

Ye Zhenzhen acted like she didn't care what anyone did.

If you don't want to tell me, I don't want to hear it either. I'm leaving tomorrow, so you can do whatever you want here.

As they were talking, it was Ye Anlin's turn to go on stage.

After about half a cup of tea's time, Ye Anlin left the stage.

After a while, it was Ye Zhenzhen's turn.

Seeing how easily they all won, Ye Zhenzhen thought she could just go up and go through the motions.

As soon as I flew onto the stage, I felt something was wrong. Just as I was about to summon my flying sword, finish the fight with one strike, and go back to eat, a bird blocked my way.

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened instantly. What was going on? Everyone else was a novice-level opponent, but when it came to me, one wasn't enough, so they brought on two.

Ye Zhenzhen pointed at the giant eagle and asked the referee, "Is it okay to bring a spirit beast onto the field?"

The referee gave a fake smile, "Spirit beasts are also a type of combat tool, and they can be used."

Ye Zhenzhen squinted at the referee with a mischievous grin, "You said it yourself, don't go back on your word."

After saying that, he threw the Azure Phoenix from the spirit beast pouch directly at the giant eagle, saying non-stop, "Quickly deal with this scruffy beast. It's so ugly, yet it dares to come out and offend people's eyes."

When the referee saw what Ye Zhenzhen threw, his fake smile froze on his face. He glanced at his opponent with pity, gave him a look that said "good luck," and silently stepped back.

The man opposite him looked like a hypocrite, yet he still bowed respectfully, saying, "Wang Yunfan of the Wang family."

Ye Zhenzhen gave a perfunctory bow, saying, "Ye Zhenzhen of the Ye family."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to ask, "Can we start fighting now?"

This question shattered Wang Yunfan's good mood, which he was still trying to show off. The smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold expression. "Please."

Ye Zhenzhen looked at the Qingluan, which was about the size of an ordinary old hen, and said, "Hurry up and get to work. You're so small, can you beat it?"

Wang Yunfan's face showed disdain, "Fellow Daoist Ye, don't make things difficult for you, little chick. Kneel down and beg me, and I'll consider letting you go."

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen glanced at Wang Yunfan and thought, "I didn't realize you had such a big face. You think you're worthy?"

Just as he was about to retort, Qingluan took over, instantly growing larger and occupying half of the platform. She looked down at Wang Yunfan from above, asking, "Are you sure?"

Wang Yunfan quickly took a few steps back and stood behind the giant eagle, saying in a fierce but cowardly tone, "What's the use of just getting bigger? Look at you, you're just a pretty face, all show and no substance. If you've got the guts, then do it!"