"Patriarch Ye, thank you for returning it to me."
Ye Chenfeng gently stroked the dark golden wood. He felt as if it was a piece of his flesh, connected to his blood vessels and inseparable.
"Chengfeng, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I studied this piece of wood for three years, but I couldn't find anything special about it. But in your hands, it could produce such a strange phenomenon. It shows that your background is not simple."
"Now that it has returned to its rightful owner, I hope you don't blame me for only returning it to you now."
Looking at the golden words that appeared on the dark golden wood, Ye Qingchuan shook his head and sighed.
"I'm already very grateful that you can return it to me." Ye Chenfeng lightly said: "That's right, Patriarch Ye, I came to the Ye Clan this time because I have an important matter to ask you."
"Do you want to know the cause of your adoptive father's death?" Ye Qingchuan asked.
"Yes, I want to know how my adoptive father died." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said: "I don't believe that he would suddenly die."
"Sigh, regarding your adoptive father's death, my Ye Clan has done a lot of investigation. We also performed an autopsy on his body and suspect that he might have died from poison." Ye Qingchuan sighed softly.
"Poison!" Ye Chenfeng's face sank and his eyes shot out a sharp look: "Patriarch Ye, I wonder what kind of poison my adoptive father was poisoned with. Do you have any suspects?"
"This is only our speculation. We can't confirm whether he was really poisoned or not. As for the suspects, there are many, but we don't have any concrete evidence. "Ye Qingchuan shook his head and said.
"Patriarch Ye, I wonder who you suspect the most?" Ye Chenfeng pondered for a moment and asked.
"The Jiang Clan." Ye Qingchuan said.
"The Jiang Clan!" Ye Chenfeng's pupils shrank and he whispered: "Patriarch Ye, I understand."
"It's getting late, I'll go back first."
After saying that, Ye Chenfeng thoughtfully turned around and left without any hesitation.
The night was getting darker.
Ye Chenfeng rode the Green-winged Dove back to the Sky Fire Martial House and fell into deep contemplation. Although it was possible that Ye Qingchuan had used someone else to do the dirty work, Ye Chenfeng felt that the Jiang Family was the biggest suspect.
"Jiang Clan, you better pray that you have nothing to do with my adoptive father's death. If not, I will make you pay with your own blood, and make your Jiang Clan disappear from the Zi Jin Kingdom." Ye Chenfeng's eyes were filled with viciousness as he spoke with killing intent.
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"Patriarch, according to reliable sources, Ye Chenfeng returned to the Ye Family tonight, stayed for more than an hour, and then left."
Not long after Ye Chenfeng left the Ye Residence, the Jiang Family received the news and immediately reported it to the Jiang Family Patriarch, Jiang Zhongxiong.
"Hmm, why did he come back?" Jiang Zhongxiong frowned and muttered to himself.
"Father, do you think the Ye Family wants to pull Ye Chenfeng back?" Jiang Yijun's father, Jiang Shiyu, guessed.
"At this time, Ye Qingchuan definitely wants to pull Ye Chenfeng back to the Ye Family. With him in charge, even if the throne changes hands, the Ye Family will not be affected much. However, will Ye Chenfeng be willing to go back? What bargaining chips does the Ye Family have? "Jiang Zhongxiong's finger lightly tapped the table as he fell into deep thought.
"Shiyu, don't make a move against the Ye Family and the Ji Family for now. Let's wait for the First Prince to take control of the situation and become the successor to the throne." Jiang Zhongxiong said gloomily, "Also, contact Yijun and ask him to work hard in his cultivation. When the time is right, we will eliminate Ye Chenfeng at all costs."
"Yes, father. I will contact Yijun now." Jiang Shiyu nodded.
Jiang Zhongxiong placed all his hopes on Jiang Yijun, but he did not know that Jiang Yijun had already suffered a great loss at the hands of Ye Chenfeng.
Early in the morning, rays of gentle sunlight shone in through the glass, waking up Ye Chenfeng from his cultivation.
After waking up, Ye Chenfeng ate a simple meal and took out the dark golden wood that was closely related to his life.
"What kind of wood is this? Why is it connected to my bloodline? "Ye Chenfeng carefully sized up the dark golden wood and released his soul power to penetrate it.
"My soul power can't penetrate it?"
No matter how Ye Chenfeng tried, the soul power in his mind could not penetrate the dark golden wood.
His soul power could not penetrate it. Ye Chenfeng pondered for a moment, then bit his finger and pressed it on the dark golden wood. He tried to use his blood to communicate with it.
"Suction."
This time, Ye Chenfeng clearly felt that the dark golden wood produced a suction force that continuously sucked the blood in his body into the wood.
As the dark golden wood devoured more and more blood, the connection between them became closer and closer.
However, after losing a large amount of blood, Ye Chenfeng felt a little dizzy. If not for the fact that the blood in his body was like smoke, he would not have been able to withstand the dark golden wood's devouring.
After about half an hour, the dark golden wood suddenly shone with a dazzling golden light and merged into Ye Chenfeng's body.
In the next moment, the Soul-Devouring Brain reacted to it, and the truth of this dark golden wood gradually appeared in his mind.
The Chaos Divine Wood was one of the three mystical trees in the world. It contained the power of chaos, and the tree could devour all kinds of energy. A mature Chaos Divine Wood was ten thousand feet tall, and when it swayed, it could shatter heaven and earth, destroy stars, and even destroy a low-level plane.
According to the analysis of the Soul-Devouring Brain, the inch of Chaos Divine Wood that Ye Chenfeng had obtained was a sapling of the Chaos Divine Wood. It was a first-rate treasure in the world. If news of it spread outside, it would shake the entire Douhun Continent and cause the oldest sects in the Douhun Continent to fight over it.
"What exactly is my background? How can an abandoned child like me have such a rare treasure?" Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his background was not simple.
After learning about the origins of the Chaos Divine Wood, Ye Chenfeng calmed his heart and tried to refine the sapling.
If he could fuse the sapling into his body, then he would have the opportunity to comprehend the most mysterious power in the world, the power of chaos that surpassed the five elements, and establish the most solid foundation.
Although Ye Chenfeng had a good idea, the moment the young Primal Chaos Wood entered his body, it did not react at all. No matter what method Ye Chenfeng used, he was unable to communicate with the young Primal Chaos Wood, much less refine it.
"Sigh, it seems that my current strength is not enough to refine the sapling." After trying to no avail, Ye Chenfeng sighed helplessly and gave up.
However, he was not discouraged. He believed that one day, he would be able to refine the sapling, which was closely related to him, and comprehend the most mysterious power of chaos in the world.
"Strength, I have to increase my strength as soon as possible."
Although Ye Chenfeng had broken the Sky Fire Martial House's records time and time again and had the strength to contend with a Grade 1 Earth Beast General, he knew that this was far from enough. He had to use the martial house's resources to continue cultivating.
However, after cultivating in the Gravity Cavern's seventh-layer space for twenty-five days, Ye Chenfeng had consumed a large number of low-grade soul crystals. Now, he had less than three hundred low-grade soul crystals, which was not enough for his high consumption.
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