Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

That stone door is creepy as heck! I'll have to examine it carefully when I have the time! Right now, I

need to focus on getting these herbs to Gaius and the others so they can heal themselves.

With that in mind, Ye Fan quickly left the grassy plain and returned to the Treasure Pavilion.

“Do you guys mind if I take a little bit of that treasure with me?” Ye Fan asked with dozens of bags of

herbs in hand.

In order to heal Gaius and the others, he had practically taken all the herbs with healing properties from

the Treasure Pavilion.

The eighteen elders fell speechless when they saw the bags he was holding.

How is that a little bit?

The eighteen elders exchanged displeased glances with each other.

Eventually, the eldest one said, “Um... Isn't that a little too much? We don't usually allow people to take

anything from the Treasure Pavilion. Even the head of the Chu Sect is only allowed to take a few items

at a time.”

The elders all had conflicted looks on their faces.

Ye Fan scratched his head and said with a smile, “My comrades are injured, so they need a lot of herbs

to help with the healing. I don't want to put you guys in a tough spot, so how about you tell me what I

have to do to take these with me? Shall we have another fight? If I lose, I'll return everything I took. If I

win, you will let me walk out of here with my loot. That way, you guys won't be blamed for the losses

incurred. What do you guys think?”

The elders all rolled their eyes after hearing his suggestion.

What the heck? He's doing this on purpose, isn't he? We couldn't stop him even with the Inescapable

Chain Formation! He already broke the chain, so we'd be fighting him barehanded! There's no way

we'd let him humiliate us a second time!

“Never mind, you can keep it. It's not like we can stop you anyway.”

The elders could only let out helpless sighs as they closed their eyes and pretended they didn't see Ye

Fan walking out of the Treasure Pavilion with the herbs.

“Hahaha! Thank you all very much! I'll be sure to bring you all some wine the next time I come over!” Ye

Fan said with a smile and saluted them before leaving with the herbs.

Gaius and the others ran up to Ye Fan the moment they saw him. “Dragon Master, is this all you took

after entering the Treasure Pavilion? The Chu Sect has been around for thousands of years! There's

got to be tons of treasures inside! Chu Yuan and the others aren't around, so why not take everything?”

Ye Fan kicked Gaius in the back and shouted angrily, “Shut up and help me carry these back to the

Joneses!”

He then threw the bags of herbs at them and stormed out of the Chu Sect's front door.

It would take him an entire night to prepare the herbal solution for Gaius and the others.

Since the area around the Chu Sect was filled with enemies, it was unsafe for them to stick around any

longer.

The Jones residence was undoubtedly the safest place for them to heal.

Ye Fan spent the entire night concocting dozens of bottles of herbal solutions.

“I want each of you to get a wooden bucket and fill it up with water. Then, pour the herbal solution in

and soak yourselves in it. Make sure to replace the water every six hours,” he ordered while handing

the herbal solutions over to Gaius and the others.

Since Ye Fan made extra, he gave them to Michael and said, “You should soak yourself in it too. It'd

take forever for those wounds of yours to heal.”

Ye Fan didn't exactly like Michael, as the latter had often caused him trouble, but he decided to be a

little generous as the Jones family was looking after Gaius and the others.

On top of that, Michael was Angie's older brother.

Feeling touched by Ye Fan's offer, Michael thanked him profusely. “Thank you so much for your

generosity, Mr. Chu! You're so kind to me even though I treated you poorly back then! I don't have

much to offer you to repay your kindness, but I will do my best to lead the Jones family and serve you

in the future!”

As Ye Fan didn't like hearing such things, he ignored Michael and left after handing him the herbal

solutions.

I wonder how the situation is over in China. I don't expect Huangniu to be of much use, so I sent King

Folo and the others over to help out. There's only so much those guys can do to protect my disciples in

Jiangdong against the Chu Sect, so the key to victory still lies in these men I have with me right now.

Let's just hope Huangniu and the others can hold out for a few more days...

As Gaius and the others started their healing process, things were peaceful over at Mount Chumen for

the time being.

Despite knowing that Ye Fan was currently hiding in the Jones residence, the remaining forces in

Mount Chumen knew better than to launch an attack.

As such, Michael and the others were not afraid in the slightest.

Those from the Chu Sect, however, felt incredibly anxious as they feared Ye Fan would drop by Mount

Chumen again.

Little did they know that Ye Fan did actually head over.

This time, he went straight to the Chu family's forbidden grounds.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan didn't make any valuable discoveries there.

The forbidden grounds were basically a graveyard for the Chu family's ancestors.

The ones buried there were all heads of the Chu family, starting from the first generation up until the

most recently deceased one.

Feeling disappointed, Ye Fan was about to leave when the final gravestone caught his eye. Upon

closer inspection, he saw that the name carved on it read: Chu Yuan.

W-What's going on here? I thought Chu Yuan was still alive? Isn't he going on a massacre all over the

world or something? Why is his name carved on a gravestone here when he's still alive? Just what is

this old bag of bones up to?

Although surprised and confused, Ye Fan didn't think too much about it and wandered deeper into the

forbidden grounds.

At the end of the path, he came across another stone door.

It looked exactly the same as the one he had seen in the Treasure Pavilion, with the dragon statues on

both sides and the carvings on the body of the door.

This time, Ye Fan was a lot more cautious. He simply observed it from afar.

He tried launching some attacks at it, but none of his attacks did anything to the door whatsoever.

What the heck is this thing? I've encountered lots of weird stuff on this trip! The Chu Sect sure is filled

with mysteries!

With that in mind, Ye Fan left the Chu Sect's forbidden grounds and returned to the Jones residence to

continue protecting Gaius and the others.

Meanwhile, chaos was everywhere in China as the Chu Sect's army began its invasion.

In just a few days, the War God Castle branches in provinces like Jiangbei, Jiangnan, Xijiang,

Tellmoore, and Durbaine were all destroyed.

Martial artists from all over the country either died in battle or went into hiding.

Eventually, Sword Saint and the others from the War God Castle in Mount Yan came up with an idea.

Instead of having the martial artists scatter all over the country, it would be even better to have them

gather in Mount Yan for a final battle against the enemy forces.

Three days ago, Sword Saint, King of Fighters, and the others had issued a mobilization order to the

martial arts world.

They had asked all the martial artists still alive to abandon their state and gather at Mount Yan for a

final showdown with the Chu Sect's army.

Determined to defend the martial arts world of China from the Chu Sect with their lives, all the surviving

martial artists in China responded to the calling.

“How are things out there, King of Fighters? Has the martial artist army gathered at the bottom of

Mount Yan?” Sword Saint asked anxiously.

All the lights in the War God Castle were on, making it as bright as a beacon.

King of Fighters nodded. “Yes, most of them have already arrived. Those from states farther away are

still on their way, but they should get here by tomorrow. However...”

“What is it?” Sword Saint tensed up instantly.

He hated messages with a twist because nothing good had ever come out of them.

“One of the states has not responded to the order given by the War God Castle, nor did it send any

martial artists over.”

“What? Which state is that? Why would they not respond to our orders when their lives are on the line?

Are they trying to rebel against us?” Sword Saint asked angrily.

“They're from the martial arts world of Jiangdong,” King of Fighters replied coldly.