On the last day of the 10,011th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, many cultivators of the Nine States returned home to reunite with their families.
Even in a remote place like Tombkeeper Village, as night fell, the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve became somewhat like that of a banquet.
Ye Futian's group spent the end of the year in this remote village. At this time, the quiet village seemed to be livelier. Every family was preparing for the New Year's Eve banquet.
In one of the houses in the village, the aroma of food wafted out. Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu walked to the door and said with a smile, "It smells so good."
"Yaya, what did Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang make?" Ye Futian looked at the girl at the door and asked with a smile.
"You're so hungry." Yaya rolled her eyes at Ye Futian, then walked up and took Hua Jieyu's hand. "Sister, Dad and Mom made you a lot of delicious food."
"Yeah, it smells good," Hua Jieyu said with a smile. During this period of time, they had also become more familiar with the village, especially Yaya's parents, who had long been familiar with them.
Yaya and Hua Jieyu's relationship had become closer, like real sisters. Now, she would not attack Ye Futian and Yu Sheng for no reason. Of course, they could not avoid bickering.
The three of them walked into the house and saw that a sumptuous banquet had been prepared on the table. A middle-aged man with slightly rough skin sat waiting, and a woman beside him was busy serving the dishes.
"Uncle Zhang," Ye Futian called with a smile. Hua Jieyu walked up and said, "Aunt Zhang, let me help you."
"No need, don't dirty your hands," Aunt Zhang said with a smile. How could she bear to let a fairy-like beauty like Hua Jieyu do such rough work?
Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang were ordinary people. Although they also cultivated, they were only at the most basic level. They were not even Mandate Cultivators, so they looked old.
Yaya lived in the village and was young, so there were many things she did not understand. But how could Ye Futian not understand? How could Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang give birth to a genius like Yaya?
"Uncle Zhang, you look better," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"It's probably because of the pill you gave me last time. The effect of that pill is really amazing. I feel like the meridians in my body have transformed. Futian, I really have to thank you." Uncle Zhang said with a smile. That pill was from Phoenix. It could strengthen one's body and improve one's physique. Although it was not a very precious pill, it was enough for Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang.
"Uncle Zhang, you are treating me like an outsider." Ye Futian smiled and said, "After all, I am also Yaya's brother."
"Don't talk nonsense. When did I admit it?" Yaya pouted and looked at Ye Futian.
"It's been so long and you still won't admit it?" Ye Futian looked at Yaya and smiled.
"I forgot." Yaya moved her head away.
"You silly girl." Uncle Zhang knocked her on the head and said, "It's your good fortune to have Futian as your brother. How can you lose out?"
"Dad, you should help him too," Yaya said, feeling wronged.
"Your father is right. It's only because you're lucky that it landed on you." Aunt Zhang also smiled. These days, they naturally saw how Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu treated Yaya. They really doted on the girl like she was their little sister.
But the girl was still so immature and still refused to acknowledge him as her brother.
Yaya pouted. Whose house was this?
"Futian, don't stoop to her level. She has been spoiled by the Village Chief and the villagers since young," Aunt Zhang said.
"No, she is quite cute like this." Ye Futian smiled carelessly and said, "Aunt Zhang, do the Village Chief and the villagers all spoil Yaya?"
"She's spoiled to the heavens. Those older than her all protect her and treat her like a treasure," Aunt Zhang said with a happy smile.
"Yes." Ye Futian nodded. "This girl is so naughty. She must have caused trouble for Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang in the past 15 years, right?"
"You're the one causing trouble," Yaya said unhappily.
"Of course. She's naughty, but fortunately, the Village Chief helped her. Since she was young, the villagers have been taking care of her. That's why I say that she has a good life." Aunt Zhang's smile was sincere. Ye Futian had been observing Aunt Zhang. He smiled and nodded.
"Come, the food is getting cold. Futian, Jieyu, eat," Uncle Zhang said, pointing at the dishes on the table.
"Yes, let's talk while we eat." Ye Futian nodded and asked a few more questions at the table. The sky gradually darkened. After dinner, Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu left the house.
Yaya walked out to see them off. Hua Jieyu smiled and said, "Go back, Yaya."
Yaya nodded and said, "I'll watch you leave."
"Okay." Hua Jieyu and Ye Futian turned to leave. After a moment, a small voice came from behind, "Brother."
Ye Futian stopped in his tracks and turned around. He saw a silhouette enter the house like lightning and close the door.
"This girl can be shy?" A bright smile appeared in Ye Futian's eyes. He smiled and said, "I heard."
As he said this, he took Hua Jieyu's hand and the two left with a smile.
"How did it go?" Hua Jieyu asked Ye Futian telepathically.
"Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang seemed to be speaking from the bottom of their hearts. They didn't seem to be lying. Looking at Yaya's attitude, the Village Chief and the villagers all treat her very well. There should be no problem, "Ye Futian replied." But there's one thing I don't understand. Why does Aunt Zhang sound like Yaya is really her daughter? But that's impossible! "
The Freedom Meditation was extremely mysterious. Their cultivation levels were very low, so it was impossible for them to deceive his senses. He wasn't purposely testing or observing Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang. It was just that before he made a decision, he wanted to clarify some things. But now, it was even more blurry.
"Everyone is still waiting for us. Let's not think about it for now." Hua Jieyu smiled.
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded. The two came to a place. A group of people sat in a circle in front of them. They were the people from the Barren State.
It was rare that no one was cultivating. After all, there was only one day in a year, so it was good to get together and talk.
However, there were a few people with them this time. After all, they had left the Barren State to train, and some of their family members were not with them.
"You're here." Seeing Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu come, everyone made way for them.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu sat down with the others. There was a fire in the middle, and the smell of barbecued meat wafted out. There was also the smell of wine in Zui Qianchou's direction. No matter where this guy went, he could make wine appear. Perhaps he had more wine than he could drink. God knows how much good wine he had hidden.
At this time, Xu Que walked up and a dagger appeared in his hand. He cut the barbecued meat, and the smell became even stronger. The Black Wind Condor beside him flapped its wings, its eyes shining and salivating.
"Come, pour everyone wine." Zui Qianchou took out many wine cups and poured wine for everyone. Then Xu Que distributed the barbecued meat. These were demonic beasts that they had deliberately hunted in the surrounding mountains.
This way, it would at least feel like a new year's banquet.
After all, life needed a sense of ceremony.
Ye Futian raised his cup and said to everyone, "As the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace, I spent the first year cultivating in the Sage Hall. At the end of this year, it is so shabby again. Among you are my elders, my wife, and my brothers, so I won't say any sentimental words. Cheers."
As he said, Ye Futian drank his cup in one gulp. Everyone raised their cups and drank the wine in their cups.
"If cultivators want to be strong, they should make the world their home. In the way of the world, there are gains and losses. There is no such thing as shabby." Zhuge Qingfeng said very calmly, "Compared to the Holy Zhi Palace of the past, I prefer the atmosphere of the Holy Zhi Palace now. What do you think, Sage Wanxiang?"
"Indeed." Sage Wanxiang nodded. "The Holy Zhi Palace of the past was a holy land. Although it no longer has the power of a holy land, it still calls itself one and acts in the style of a holy land. Now, there is more of a worldly atmosphere, and it is more like opening up a new territory."
The prophecy that there could be no construction without destruction was probably what it meant.
Now that Ye Futian, the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace, had brought the people of the Barren State out, it was more like opening up a new land and unearthing potential.
"Opening up a new territory is still a little too early to talk about it." Ye Futian smiled and shook his head. Now, their goal was to cultivate, to become stronger, to produce Saints, and to compete with the other holy lands.
"Every step we take is a footprint. Perhaps we can't feel it in the process, but the accumulation of every step is precious." The Sword Saint said, "Little Brother, back in the Barren State, did you ever think of a situation where all the disciples of the Cottage entered the Sage Plane?"
Ye Futian was stunned and looked at the Eldest Brother, then at Zhuge Mingyue, Gu Dongliu, Xue Ye, Luo Fan, and Yi Xiaoshi.
Other than Sister Xing 'er who was in the Zhuge Family, the brothers of the Cottage were all there. It was as if they had always been by his side and had never left.
"Yes, in the Eastern Barren Territory, Sages were legends." Ye Futian smiled and raised his cup. "Eldest Brother, Second Sister, Third Brother … let's toast to the Cottage. One day, all the disciples of the Cottage will become Sages."
The group of people from the Cottage raised their cups. Gu Dongliu did not drink directly but said, "Little Brother, the expectations that the Master has for you may not be limited to just becoming a Saint."
"Yes." Ye Futian looked at the Third Brother and nodded. "It's the same for me. Not only me, but all the disciples of the Cottage are the same."
"Bold." Huang Jiuge smiled and said, "It's easy for the people of the world to draw a boundary for themselves. They think that a certain height is a legend and that it is difficult to surpass. Perhaps it really is, and they never dare to try harder to break through that height. That's why my father once told me that when you walk with the best, your outlook will be different."
The people of the Barren State all thought of the Saint as a legend. Perhaps they thought that the Saint Plane was unattainable, but Ye Futian did not care that much. Although he was struggling now, he still saw the Saint Plane as a process and not the end.
Sage Wanxiang looked at the group of youthful figures in front of him. Ye Futian, Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, Hua Jieyu, Huang Jiuge, Gu Dongliu, and the others. He seemed to see the future of the Barren State.
If they could get through this most difficult period, perhaps the Barren State would become even more powerful than he had imagined.
After all, Yu Sheng had won first place in the Nine State Forum. So, nothing was impossible.
Yuan Hong and Yuan Zhan sat quietly at the side and did not speak. Occasionally, Yuan Hong would look at Ye Futian. Saint?
Of course, that would not be his future. That was the young man who made the Ape Emperor kneel.
The group drank wine and ate meat. Before they knew it, the sky had turned completely dark. The light from the fire shone on their faces, and they all seemed to be a little tipsy.
The wine did not intoxicate them, but they were intoxicated. They chatted for a long time before everyone dispersed and returned to their own residences to rest.
When the sun rose, it was year 10012 of the Divine Prefecture Calendar.
In the new year, the village was still the same as before. It was still exceptionally quiet, but as the days passed, more and more people came to the vicinity of the village, and many of them came in groups.
Obviously, people from all over the Nine States who had heard the news had also begun to come to Tombkeeper Village.
On this day, Ye Futian sat at the door of the hut and basked in the sun, looking very relaxed.
Jieyu and Yaya were not far away. At that moment, a group of people came over, and the person in the lead was Ying.
Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at Ying. He saw Ying walk over to him. He looked at Yaya and called out, "Yaya."
"Brother Ying, why are you here?" Yaya asked.
Ying's eyes turned and fell on Ye Futian. His expression was a little cold as he said, "You've been here for so many days and have nothing to do all day. Do you agree or not?"
These days, Ye Futian had been living very leisurely. He did not agree, nor did he refuse, as if the matter had never happened.
He was waiting.
"I haven't decided yet." Ye Futian's voice was a little lazy.
"If you don't dare, then leave as soon as possible," Ying said coldly.
Ye Futian looked at him with a strange expression. How much did this Ying know?
"The Village Chief is looking for you," Ying said coldly and turned to leave.
"Finally, you can't stand it anymore." Ye Futian stood up. Yaya walked up and said, "I'll go with you."
"You stay here with your sister." Ye Futian rubbed Yaya's head and then walked away.
After he left, Sage Wanxiang and many others came over. They seemed to be waiting for Ye Futian's return.
Not long after, Ye Futian returned and glanced at everyone.
"How did it go?" Sage Wanxiang asked. What did the Village Chief say to Ye Futian?
Ye Futian smiled and said, "I thought that I would be the player in this game, but it seems that I am more like a chess piece in a game laid out by others."
Sage Wanxiang did not understand. Hua Jieyu also walked up and looked at him.
"So, have you decided?" Sage Wanxiang asked.
Ye Futian nodded and said, "Even if you are a chess piece, you must be a chess piece that can affect the game!"
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