Chapter 214: Departing Without a Word

Feeling the terrifying sword intent, Wu Luochen's face changed drastically!

Long Tang beside him also changed color!

Wu Luochen instinctively wanted to dodge the strike, but it was futile.

Wu Luochen only felt a blur before his eyes, and Ye Yuan was already in front of him, without any reaction from him, only seeing a sharp sword growing larger and larger in his eyes!

"Whoosh!"

Ye Yuan's sword finger stopped at the center of Wu Luochen's brow, and the previously surging, suffocating sword intent suddenly vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Drip!"

A drop of sweat slid down from Wu Luochen's brow and dripped onto the ground.

"I... I lost!" Wu Luochen said hoarsely.

"No way? Is Ye... Ye Yuan already this powerful? Did you see how he made his move just now?"

"I didn't see it at all! He was like teleporting to Wu Luochen, and then Wu Luochen conceded! Is this really the strength of a Liquid Realm martial artist? We're not even on the same level!"

"This is simply incomprehensible! Ye Yuan is only at Liquid Realm Layer Two, while Wu Luochen is at Layer Three. Even if Wu Luochen is no match for him, the gap shouldn't be this big, right? Wu Luochen had no power to fight back! If this had been a life-and-death battle, Wu Luochen would have been instantly killed!"

"This kind of non-human can't be judged by common sense."

The students hadn't seen how Ye Yuan made his move in that strike.

Like Wu Luochen, they only felt a blur before their eyes, and Wu Luochen was defeated.

Mo Yuntian watched this scene, nodded to himself, and said to Jiang Yunhe, "Junior Brother Ye's swordsmanship is far above mine. That finger just now was wielded with complete control; when he struck, the sword aura soared, and when he withdrew, it was as light as clouds. This ease doesn't seem like something a young man should possess. If not for Junior Brother Ye's bone age being only fifteen, I would suspect he was an old monster who had immersed himself in the sword for centuries!"

"Hehe, indeed! Ye Yuan stands out among the academy. Even Long Tang, the top of the Martial Ranking, is no match for him. Even if he doesn't join a sect, the academy has lost its meaning for him." Jiang Yunhe laughed.

Ye Yuan looked at Wu Luochen and smiled, "Senior Brother Wu has a firm Dao heart, which is truly commendable! That finger just now can be considered a farewell gift from me to Senior Brother Wu."

Ye Yuan hadn't used his full strength in that finger; he was only demonstrating to Wu Luochen what artistic conception meant!

Ye Yuan's realm was far beyond what Wu Luochen could imagine. He had infused his understanding of the Heavenly Dao into that finger in a very simple way. How much Wu Luochen could comprehend depended on his own fortune.

Even though it was only a small part, it was enough to benefit Wu Luochen for a lifetime.

Wu Luochen trembled all over at these words, involuntarily recalling Ye Yuan's finger just now. He vaguely felt he had grasped something, yet also felt he had grasped nothing, like flowers in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water.

Ye Yuan smiled calmly, not disturbing Wu Luochen, but turned to Long Tang and said, "Senior Brother Long, it's our turn."

Unexpectedly, Long Tang shook his head and said, "No need to compete. I already know the gap between us. That finger just now, I simply couldn't counter it. And I know you didn't use your full strength! However, that finger was even more profound than the artistic conception I comprehended on the Nine Heavens Path, and it has greatly benefited me!"

The students had originally expected a great battle, but it ended in such a way.

From beginning to end, Ye Yuan only made one finger strike, and everything was settled.

However, after the students dispersed, Wu Luochen remained standing in the square, motionless like a statue.

Every day, people came and went, casting curious glances at Wu Luochen. But the dean had instructed that no one should disturb him, so naturally, no one went up to speak to him.

Thus, Wu Luochen stood in the square for seven days!

Seven days later, Wu Luochen suddenly let out a long roar to the sky, waved his hand, and threw a punch, which emitted the sound of a tiger's roar and a dragon's chant.

With a "boom," a stone lion in the square was shattered into powder by his punch that broke through the air!

Passing students watched this scene in horror, exclamations rising all around.

From that day on, Wu Luochen unquestionably surpassed Zuo Bugui and became the top of the Martial Ranking!

Of course, that was later.

After the farewell ceremony, Ye Yuan returned to the imperial city, preparing to bid farewell to his parents.

But upon returning to the imperial city, Ye Yuan did not see Ye Hang and his wife. Instead, the shopkeeper Feng San gave him a letter, which was a handwritten letter from Ye Hang.

Ye Yuan opened the letter with some confusion and read it.

"Yuan'er, forgive us for leaving without saying goodbye. Actually, your father has never told you that your mother and I are not from the Southern Domain, but from the Northern Domain. Over the years, your father has always worried about your growth, so I suppressed the thought of returning to the Northern Domain. Unexpectedly, your poisoning last time turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and within a few short months, you have grown into a man who can stand on his own. Your father is very pleased."

"Now that you have entered the sect, matters in the Qin Kingdom are settled. Your father has completely set his mind at ease and is returning to the Northern Domain. Your mother and I have some matters that require us to go back to the Northern Domain. I have handed over the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion to the imperial family to manage, and sixty percent of all income will be credited to your name. Additionally, if you need anything, you can raise it with His Majesty, and he will grant it. Cultivate peacefully in the Nether Cloud Sect. When your mother and I finish our business, we will naturally come back to find you. Do not worry."

After reading Ye Hang's letter, Ye Yuan frowned.

Although Ye Hang did not mention what he was going to do in the Northern Domain, Ye Yuan could sense that the matter he was going to handle was probably not simple.

Otherwise, his father and mother would not have said goodbye to him in this way.

Combined with some information he had heard from Nan Fengyi, Ye Hang and Ren Hongling had been chased to the Yan Kingdom back then. From this, it seemed they might have powerful enemies; otherwise, they wouldn't have come from the distant Northern Domain to the Southern Domain.

"Young master, has something happened to the boss? When will he return?" Seeing Ye Yuan lost in thought, Feng San couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing. They have to go on a long trip and probably won't be back for a short time. From now on, our Ye family will have no one at the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion. I'll have to trouble Manager Feng to take care of things." Ye Yuan smiled.

"Young master, what are you saying? The Medicine Fragrance Pavilion is like home to me, Old Feng. When the boss returns, I will return to him the Medicine Fragrance Pavilion exactly as it was!" Feng San said.

"Haha, then thank you, Manager Feng. Since Father and Mother have already left, I won't stay any longer. I'll set off for the Nether Cloud Sect now. Manager Feng, until we meet again!" Ye Yuan waved goodbye to Feng San.

Feng San watched Ye Yuan's receding figure, tears streaming down his aged face.

In the blink of an eye, the Ye family home was already empty.