Ye Xuan's face suddenly turned cold and there was a look of bewilderment in his eyes.
Han Qiuyun was also Ye Xuan's mother. In the past, she was just a maidservant of the Ye Family who was in charge of taking care of the Third Young Master of the Ye Family. During a hangover, Han Qiuyun lost her virginity.
When Old Mr. Ye found out about it, Han Qiuyun's belly slowly swelled. Only then did he realize that Han Qiuyun was pregnant with the Ye Family's flesh and blood.
He had no choice but to take Han Qiuyun in as his concubine. In the next two years, she gave birth to twins, Ye Ling 'er and Ye Ping.
Logically speaking, even though Han Qiuyun was born a maidservant, she would not have to worry about food and clothing in the future because she was pregnant with the Ye Family's flesh and blood. However, in these large families, there was a saying that there were couples of equal social status.
Ye Xuan's biological father married another family's beloved daughter. How could the other party tolerate them?
When Ye Xuan was five years old, the Ye Family casually found a reason to chase him and his mother out of the family for four years.
Even four years ago, when Ye Xuan was terminally ill and on the verge of death, his heartless father did not come to see him.
Ye Xuan stayed silent for a while before saying to his mother bluntly, "With that woman in the Ye Family, how can they tolerate Ye Ping?"
Facing Ye Xuan's question, Mrs. Ye laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "That man and she have no children."
After Mrs. Ye said that, Ye Xuan instantly understood. The Ye Family was a large family in Capital City and Old Mr. Ye had three sons who should be very old now. If his heartless father did not have any children, he would definitely be at a disadvantage in the battle for the position of the head of the family in the future.
At the thought of this, Ye Xuan had already understood the cause and effect.
"Mother, has Ye Ping come back to see you all these years?"
After saying that, Ye Xuan regretted a little. If Ye Ping had really come back to see his mother, how could the family be so poor?
Just as Ye Xuan expected, Ye Xuan's mother laughed bitterly. This made Ye Xuan's heart feel as if it was being pricked by needles. He then said softly, "Mom, don't worry. After a while, I will go to the capital to bring my brother back. At that time, we will be able to reunite as a family."
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ye Xuan's mother's face changed as fear flashed through her eyes. She hurriedly advised Ye Xuan, "Xuan 'er, forget it. We can't afford to offend the Ye Clan. You mustn't go."
"Can't afford to offend him?"
Ye Xuan muttered to himself. A blood-red light flashed in his eyes. Even if the other party was an ancient martial arts aristocratic family, Ye Xuan would still be able to annihilate them with a single finger, let alone the fact that the Ye Clan was a large clan in the capital.
However, Ye Xuan didn't show this emotion in front of Ye Mu. He didn't want Ye Mu to worry about him.
Weng!
A ripple bloomed in the void as an inexplicable space opened up. Two white elixirs quietly appeared in Ye Xuan's hands. Naturally, Ye Mu didn't notice this phenomenon.
"Mother, this is the elixir that the eccentric gave me. It has the effect of prolonging one's life. If you and sister take it, it will be very beneficial to your body," Ye Xuan said as he handed the elixirs to Ye Mu.
"Good, good. Xuan 'er is still so filial." Ye Mu didn't ask for the name of the elixir and directly consumed it. It was obvious that she had unconditional trust in her son.
Yun Spirit Pill.
This was the name of the elixir. It was refined from various spiritual essences and the blood essence of strange beasts. If consumed, it could prolong one's life and make one immune to all diseases. It could even restore one's youthful vitality.
To Ye Xuan, this kind of elixir was only the lowest grade item in the storage space. It wasn't that Ye Xuan was stingy with his mother, but the elixir was too strong for her to bear.
At this time, it was already late at night.
Ye Mu tidied up a room for Ye Xuan to stay in and then returned to her own room.
The night light was like water, dotted with stars.
Ye Xuan stood in the room, looking at the bright moon and stars through the window eaves. His thoughts drifted.
His mother's aged face and his sister's hoarse reprimand echoed in Ye Xuan's mind. He knew what he had to do to change everything in front of him.
"I need money. This is the most basic thing," Ye Xuan whispered and frowned.
In the Blood Sea Battlefield, Ye Xuan was known as the Immortal Heavenly Lord. The so-called wealth was just a joke to him. In that door, only the strong were respected. If you wanted something, you could rob, kill, and take it.
However, Ye Xuan couldn't do this when he returned to the mortal world. It wasn't that he had any scruples, but he just wanted to take good care of his family. In the future, he would have to solve the problem of his cultivation being unable to advance. During this time, he didn't want to attract anyone's attention.
However, as a terrifying immortal cultivator, could Ye Xuan really not attract the attention of the world as he thought?
Time passed quickly. Ye Xuan racked his brains. How could he earn the first sum of money?
Sell elixirs?
Ye Xuan immediately rejected this idea. Not to mention whether or not people would believe in this kind of thing, if he caused a commotion in the world, he would only be looking for trouble.
Ye Xuan also thought of teaching his mother and sister the art of immortal cultivation, but there was no spiritual energy in the world. It was just a delusion. The cultivation he had now was not something that could be replicated.
Suppressing his troubled mind, Ye Xuan decided to go out for a walk tomorrow. He didn't believe that with his identity as an immortal cultivator, it would be difficult for him to earn some money in the mortal world.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged and operated the Immortal Scripture. Although his cultivation couldn't advance, he still persevered, hoping to see a glimmer of light on the path of cultivation.
…
Li Family's mansion.
Li Zongshan's face was gloomy as he sat on a luxurious sofa. Opposite him was a middle-aged man in his forties. This man had copper skin and a pair of triangular eyes that flashed with an ominous light. One could tell at a glance that he wasn't a good person.
"Old Dragon, you said that you would withdraw from the Beichuan Gang and have nothing to do with us. Now you want to borrow the Beichuan Gang's power. Don't you think it's a bit too childish?"
"Wu Jun, I was the one who brought you into the gang back then. You being able to sit on the boss's position is also partly due to me. Let's get straight to the point. What do you want?" Li Zongshan narrowed his eyes.
"Eighty percent. Eighty percent of your Li Family's wealth." Wu Jun demanded an exorbitant price, his face flashing with confidence.
"You really dare to dream. That's a total of three hundred million Chinese currency." Li Zongshan's face flushed red as he growled at Wu Jun.
Looking at Li Zongshan's flushed face, Wu Jun laughed coldly and said, "Old Dragon, this isn't much at all. You should know that the person who killed your children is not an ordinary person. Other than an Ancient Warrior, there's no other possibility. Even though I'm in charge of the Beichuan Gang, if the other party is a ruthless person, my Beichuan Gang will have to pay a price."
"Wu Jun, you're an Ancient Warrior and a Covert Power expert. The entire Beichuan Gang is one of the three major gangs in Jiangnan City. Even if the other party is an Ancient Warrior, he's at most a Covert Power expert like you. How can he be a match for the Beichuan Gang?"
"You want eighty percent of my Li Family's wealth. Isn't that a bit too much?" Li Zongshan said hatefully. Obviously, he couldn't accept Wu Jun's conditions.
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