The Most Generous Master Ever

"These two people are really geniuses with great potential." Ye Wuhen couldn't help but praise in his heart. He felt a little regretful. Why didn't such a genius appear in his clan?

In the end, was his Ye Clan not worthy of awakening? He felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. All these years, be it Ye Wuhen, the long-dead Ye Tianshi, or the previous Patriarch, they had put in a lot of effort for the rise of the Ye Clan, but in the end, they were unable to nurture a genius who had a chance of breaking through the shackles and breaking through to the legendary Immortal King realm.

This could be said to be the dream of Ye Wuhen's life. The Immortal King realm was a legendary realm. Now, the only person in their clan who had a chance to reach this realm was his youngest son, Ye Qingxuan.

Unfortunately, no matter how Ye Wuhen refused to admit it, he couldn't deny that compared to Ye Qiu, his youngest son was still much dimmer. In front of the two peerless geniuses of the Heaven Mending Pavilion, not only him, but everyone else seemed dim.

This era was exciting because of them, and because of them, many regrets were created. They were like a huge mountain pressing down on everyone's heads, making it difficult for them to breathe. If he relaxed a little, he would be left far behind by them and it would be difficult for him to catch up for the rest of his life.

"Wuhen, are you alright?" The battle had already ended. Ye Tianqi suppressed the two Dao Sacrificial experts with absolute strength, locking down their cultivation and detaining them.

After ending everything, Ye Tianqi came to Ye Wuhen's side. Looking at his injured and exhausted nephew, Ye Tianqi felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

He had it too hard! He lost his mother when he was young, his father when he was middle-aged, his wife and son when he was young. Many blows were dealt to him, almost dragging his body down.

Today, other than Ye Qingxuan and Ye Tianqi, he no longer had any direct blood relatives.

"Ahem," Ye Wuhen coughed heavily. At this moment, he looked a little older, but he still tried his best to maintain a smile and said, "Second Uncle, I'm fine. I just broke a few ribs and will be fine after a short rest."

Such heavy injuries became a few broken ribs in his words.

Ye Tianqi was speechless for a moment, but he knew Ye Wuhen's personality very well. He was such a person. There was no need to say anything to comfort him because he would treat it as disrespecting him.

"Second Uncle, tell them to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible and prepare to retreat." After taking a breath, Ye Wuhen gave the order.

This time, the Ye Clan had come out in full strength. There were not many experts left in the clan to guard the house. It would be extremely dangerous if an enemy came looking for them.

Ye Tianqi nodded and went down to make arrangements. The demon seed had been eliminated. The Undying Divine Doctor was killed by Ye Wuhen with a single strike. His death was not in vain. Before he died, he almost took one of Ye Wuhen's arms.

Every bad thing he had done in the past year was enough for him to die hundreds of times.

Ye Wuhen added, "From today onwards, my Ye Clan will no longer have the Sword Tomb! Kill anyone who betrays the family!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone already understood Ye Wuhen's determination and supported his actions in their hearts. This was because too many innocent disciples of the Ye Clan had died this year. They did not die at the hands of the enemy, but at the hands of their own family. Such betrayal was unforgivable.

"We will obey the Patriarch's decree!" Everyone responded in unison. Just like that, the Sword Tomb lineage was completely over.

Not only that, the Yu Clan, who had lost Yu Changsheng, might even suffer Ye Wuhen's ruthless revenge. The hatred of killing his wife and son would definitely not end because of his death. The entire Yu Clan would be implicated by Yu Changsheng.

After making all the arrangements, Ye Wuhen slowly flew down and landed beside Ye Qiu.

"Senior Ye, are you alright?" Seeing him come, Ye Qiu hurriedly walked forward to greet him and said politely.

These words were more or less teasing. Ye Wuhen laughed and said, "A mere injury is not enough to take my life. Not to mention a few old fellows, even if there were ten more, I would still beat them up."

Hearing this, the corner of Ye Qiu's mouth twitched. This guy was really tough. If this was said by anyone else, Ye Qiu might think that the other party was bragging, but Ye Wuhen said this, so it might not be bragging.

He was really tough.

"Haha, that's true. Senior's divine techniques are peerless and you're proud. How can you tolerate a few old fellows acting tyrannically? I'm lucky enough to see Senior's elegance today. I'm extremely ashamed. I should treat you as my goal and encourage myself to advance." Ye Qiu said respectfully. This was all nonsense. Ye Wuhen didn't believe that he would use him as his idol as his motivation to advance.

This kid's potential was even fiercer than his. It wouldn't be long before even he couldn't suppress him. At that time, he might be the senior and he would be the junior.

How could this make sense?

Back then, in the Heaven Mending Pavilion, he could still stand up for Ye Qiu and protect him.

But the situation has changed now. It was unknown what kind of medicine this kid had taken. His strength was rising rapidly. Killing two Dao Sacrificial experts in a row was not something ordinary people could do.

Ye Wuhen really didn't know how far Ye Qiu could grow in the future. He didn't dare to think about it. He was especially impressed. Then, he laughed and said, "Haha, you're really glib-tongued. However, this sentence is not bad. It makes me very comfortable."

After a while, Ye Wuhen glanced at Bai Junlin and was also very shocked. Be it Ye Qiu or Bai Junlin, their potential was too great. He had to befriend such a genius. It might be helpful to the development of the Ye Clan in the future.

"Young friend, this matter is over. What are your plans?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Qiu immediately fell silent. He thought seriously for a moment and said, "There's nothing else. I've been out for a year. It's time to go back. When my brother wakes up, we'll set off back to the mountain and prepare to welcome the Heaven Mending Competition in two years."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Ye Wuhen's interest was piqued. Since Ye Qiu had nothing going on, why not invite him to the family as a guest to promote their friendship? Thinking of this, Ye Wuhen hurriedly said, "How can that do? It's all thanks to your help just now. Otherwise, I would have already become a skeleton in the tomb. I can't thank you enough for your kindness. I hereby extend an invitation. Young friend, please come to my Ye Clan as a guest so that I can do my part as a host."

Hearing this, Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ye Wuhen to be so enthusiastic. It really wasn't easy to refuse. He thought to himself that since he was already here, he might as well be a guest and rest for a few days before traveling.

Moreover, Ye Wuhen said that he owed Ye Qiu a favor. But it was better to say that Ye Qiu owed him. If he hadn't appeared in time, Yaya, Bai Junlin, and even him might have been finished.