State Capital of Qingzhou was an island city, located in the East Sea and surrounded by the sea.
At this moment, in the vast sea, there was a huge ship sailing in the direction of Qingzhou City.
On the deck of the ship, there were many figures. Among them was a group of knights in armor. Three figures stood on the edge of the deck: a middle-aged man and two young men and women.
The middle-aged man had a dignified appearance and an extraordinary aura. The young man beside him was quite handsome, and his eyes always revealed a bit of evil. The woman beside him seemed cold and arrogant, but her figure was extremely sexy, and it was fascinating.
"This is the City of Qingzhou?" the young man looked forward and asked.
"Yes, it's an island city in the East Sea. There are many island cities like this in the East Sea, so it's not obvious. You might not have heard of it before." The middle-aged man nodded.
"If you didn't tell me, I really wouldn't have heard of it. But, did someone like him really come from a small place like this?" The young man shook his head in disbelief. Even though he had always been arrogant, he couldn't help but feel his heart throb when he said the word "him."
"The information should be correct. We can vaguely find some traces in the history of the East Sea Prefecture, but we don't know if he left anything in State Capital of Qingzhou," the middle-aged man said.
"I hope this trip is not in vain." The young man smiled. It was hard to imagine that the most dazzling figure of the Divine Prefectures of the East for thousands of years would come from an island city.
Emperor Ye Qing, the legend of the Divine Prefectures of the East, had ruled the Divine Prefectures together with Donghuang the Great for three hundred years. Fifteen years ago, he suddenly died. The cause of his death was still a mystery. No one dared to investigate. The name Emperor Ye Qing had become a taboo. However, in the East Sea Prefecture, traces of him had been found, proving that he came from the East Sea Prefecture and pointing to the island city of Qingzhou in the East Sea.
The ship moved quickly and gradually approached the coast. The city of Qingzhou grew larger and larger in their vision.
On the coast, many important figures were waiting. The City Lord and the important figures of the Murong Chamber of Commerce were very respectful.
…
The city of Qingzhou didn't know about the important figures that were coming. Ye Futian didn't know either.
Walking on the familiar streets, the Ye Residence was in sight. His steps were relaxed. He missed his family.
"Futian, you're back," a woman called from the side of the street.
"Hello, Aunty She." Ye Futian smiled faintly and called out to the two elders who were playing chess not far away, "Grandpa Wang, Grandpa Yun."
"You're really good with your words. The little girl from the Lin family is at home. She'll be fifteen after this year. She's very pretty," Uncle Wang said with a smile.
"Uncle Lin, Little Qing is here!" Ye Futian stopped and called out to the manager of a nearby restaurant.
"No, no. Futian, you haven't been home for a long time. Go and take a look." The shopkeeper smiled shakily and glared at Uncle Wang.
"Brother Futian, you're back?" A crisp voice came from the restaurant.
"Stupid girl, go back to work." The shopkeeper cursed in a low voice. Ye Futian winked and smiled, then continued walking forward. He waved his hand and said, "Little Qing, let's play another day."
After he left, Uncle Wang said to Shopkeeper Lin, "Little Lin, Futian is the young master of the Ye family. Aren't you happy to play with your little girl?"
"Sir, that devil incarnate has been indecent since he was ten years old. Which girl hasn't been deceived by his flowery words before? Do you think I would dare?" Shopkeeper Lin said with a bitter face. If any girl fell for that devil incarnate, they would definitely be out of luck.
Ye Futian didn't have such awareness. After crossing the street, he saw an independent residence with the word "Ye" engraved on it.
There were two guards outside the residence. Beside the door was a grey-haired figure with a hunched back. His muddy eyes looked outside the residence. When he saw Ye Futian, his eyes lit up.
"Godfather." Ye Futian called out before he even arrived. He jogged to the door and said, "Godfather, why are you here?"
The figure didn't look old, but because of his hair and hunched back, he looked unusually old. He smiled at Ye Futian. "It's the end of the year. I thought you should be back, so I waited for you here. Oh, why don't I see Yu Sheng?"
"Yu Sheng went to Mount Tianyao to train." Ye Futian walked up and held the old man's arm. "Godfather, you've got more white hair."
"It's fine, it's fine. It's good to see you grow up. For me, this is the most honorable thing." The white-haired old man shook his head and smiled.
"Godfather, you're talking nonsense again." Ye Futian was speechless at the word "honorable."
"It's not nonsense. One day, you'll understand my words." The old man smiled. "Let's go home."
"Yes, home." Ye Futian walked briskly to a courtyard. Ye Baichuan said to him, "You brat, you still know to come back. It's already the end of the year. Where did you go to mess with girls?"
Ye Futian was speechless. "Father, I just came back. Can't you let me feel some fatherly love?"
"Futian, ignore your father. Let mother take a good look." A beautiful woman walked over. It was Ye Futian's mother, Ye Rou. His parents had the same surname. It was said that his mother was not from here and had met his father when he was traveling. After giving birth to him, she returned home.
"Ah, I don't know what kind of luck someone has to have such a beautiful wife," Ye Futian said, looking at Ye Baichuan.
"You're asking for a beating. If you're so good, bring a beautiful wife home for me to see," Ye Baichuan said proudly as he walked over to Ye Rou.
"I don't want to. Otherwise, it'd be easy," Ye Futian said shamelessly.
"Brother, you're bragging again." Outside, a beautiful girl who was even younger than Ye Futian walked over. She smiled at Ye Futian. Beside her was a beautiful woman. This was Ye Futian's aunt, Ye Rong, and her daughter, Ye Xiaoqin. Ye Xiaoqin had taken her mother's surname.
Behind them, there were two figures. One was a middle-aged man with a 13-year-old boy. They were Ye Futian's uncle, Ye Dongliu, and his son, Ye Mo.
"Uncle, aunt," Ye Futian greeted them. Then he smiled at the girl and said, "Ye Xiaoqin, are you itching for a beating?"
Ye Xiaoqin was so scared that she hid behind Ye Rong. "You're trying to be a hooligan again. Uncle is watching."
Everyone laughed. Ye Mo moved his little head forward and said, "Brother Futian, Uncle said that you are very powerful now. Is that true?"
"Of course, I'm a martial arts sorcerer now. I'm close to the Glory Plane. I have many admirers in Qingzhou Academy," Ye Futian teased Ye Mo.
Ye Mo looked at Ye Futian with disdain and said, "I almost believed you."
"I believed you too," Ye Xiaoqin added.
"Futian, don't talk big. You can say whatever you want when you can bring a beautiful wife home. Keep a close eye on that girl from the Feng Family. Qingxue is beautiful and talented. Be careful not to let someone steal her away," Ye Rong said with a smile.
"Qingxue …" Ye Futian smiled bitterly and shook his head. Seeing his expression, everyone had a look of realization. This kid must have let the cat out of the bag. It seemed that he hadn't been able to get her.
"Alright, alright. It's rare for a family to be together. Let's eat and talk," Ye Rou said with a smile. Everyone nodded. At the dinner table, the atmosphere was joyous and harmonious. There was endless laughter. It was especially heartwarming.
After dinner, everyone left. Ye Futian asked his father for a guqin and then returned to his yard. Not long after, melodious music could be heard in the yard. Under the moonlight, it was especially peaceful.
The next day, Ye Futian returned. He was very happy that he had entered the Glory Plane.
In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of the year. Night fell, but the City of Qingzhou was brightly lit. It was extremely lively. Fireworks constantly bloomed in the sky.
In a courtyard of the Ye Residence, melodious music could be heard. A young man was playing the guqin elegantly. Beside him was another young man who was cultivating. But at this time, Yu Sheng opened his eyes and looked at Ye Futian.
Feeling that something was wrong, the music gradually stopped. Ye Futian looked up at the bright moon in the sky. He didn't know why he felt uneasy.
"Futian." Outside, the white-haired elder walked in. He looked at Ye Futian and said, "This music can calm the mind. But you seem to have something on your mind. Your heart is a bit messed up. The guqin is also messed up."
"I don't know what's going on." Ye Futian smiled bitterly.
"The music is filled with joy, longing, and melancholy. Child, you've really grown up," the white-haired elder said softly. "Whose girl is it?"
"Godfather." Ye Futian was a bit surprised. He glanced at Yu Sheng beside him. Yu Sheng shook his head. He didn't tell his father about Ye Futian.
"So there really is longing?" Ye Futian smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Godfather, did I not do what I should do? Did I let you down?"
"Silly child, this is a necessary process of growth. How many heroes have there been since ancient times? Who could escape from love?" The white-haired elder walked to Ye Futian's side and said gently, "I don't object to you falling in love, but she must be worthy of your feelings. You must remember, your woman will be the mother of the world in the future."
Ye Futian looked up at the elder. He naturally knew that his godfather had high expectations of him since he was young. It was so high that it exceeded his own imagination.
"Godfather, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you in the future," Ye Futian said softly.
"Believe in yourself, just like how I believe in you." The elder patted Ye Futian's shoulder and said, "Go. Your family is waiting for you. The Feng family's guests are here too."
"Okay, Yu Sheng, let's go together," Ye Futian said to Yu Sheng.
"Yu Sheng, stay. I have something to say to him," the elder said.
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded and left the courtyard. After he left, the wind outside the courtyard closed the door. The elder looked at Yu Sheng and said, "Let me see how your Life Spirit is cultivating."
Yu Sheng stood up. With a thought, his eyes suddenly released a terrifying light. A frightening aura flowed on his body. The Spiritual Qi in the surroundings went berserk. A layer of demon-like armor covered his body. His Life Spirit appeared. At this moment, Yu Sheng was like a demon.
"It's done." The elder nodded. Yu Sheng withdrew his Life Spirit and his eyes returned to normal.
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