62: Chapter 62 The End of the Simp: Ye Chen's Mentality Explodes!

Hearing this, Ye Chen froze, then laughed out of extreme anger.

A mere watchdog of the Ye Family dared to speak to him like this?

You truly are blind.

"I am Ye Chen."

He took a step forward, a sliver of his God King Realm aura leaking out.

Just that single thread of pressure made the commander's face turn pale, and he could barely hold onto the spear in his hand.

"Ye... Ye Chen?"

The commander stared at that blackened face for a long time before finally recognizing him.

Wasn't this the matrilocal son-in-law who married into the Ye Family and was called trash by the Young Miss every day?

The same son-in-law who went missing during the Qin Family's grand ceremony?

How did he end up looking like this ghost?

"Recognize me now?"

Ye Chen sneered, thinking the other party was afraid.

"Since you recognize me, why haven't you gotten lost? Tell Ye Family Head to come out and see me!"

Directly calling the head of the Ye Family by his name.

What arrogance.

The surrounding crowd erupted into an uproar; had this beggar gone mad?

But to Ye Chen's surprise, although the commander was afraid, he did not retreat.

Instead, he looked at him like he was an idiot, his eyes filled with strangeness and pity.

"Ye Chen, is your brain broken?"

The commander swallowed hard and bolstered his courage, saying:

"Never mind you being Ye Chen, even if your father Ye Xiaotian came, he couldn't block this gate today!"

"Hurry up and get lost!"

"Don't think that just because you've gained a bit of skill, you can come back to the Ye Family and act like a big shot!

The current Ye Family is not the Ye Family of the past!"

"If that lord sees that our Ye Family actually let someone like you block the way,

the whole clan will suffer because of you!"

With that, the commander waved his hand.

A dozen guards, heedless of life or death, raised their weapons and lunged at Ye Chen.

"Courting death!"

Killing intent flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

These beasts who look down on people!

Since they refused the respect given to them, they couldn't blame him for being ruthless.

Today was the perfect time to use these blind fools as a blood sacrifice for his flag,

to announce the return of Ye the Heavenly Emperor!

He raised his right hand, golden light gathering in his palm.

Just as he was about to slap them all to death,

Roar!!!

Suddenly,

an earth-shattering dragon's roar came from the horizon.

The sound was so immense that it shook the entire ground.

The True Spiritual Qi Ye Chen had just gathered was nearly dispersed by the shock.

He instinctively looked up.

In the eastern sky, a massive rift tore open.

Nine Primordial Demon Dragons, each a thousand feet long and wreathed in black lightning,

pulled a massive imperial chariot that looked like a celestial palace, rumbling through the Void Realm.

A flag was planted on the imperial chariot,

embroidered with a purple-gold 'Qin' character, fluttering and snapping in the wind.

As the imperial chariot appeared,

the originally noisy Qingye City instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Following that,

whether it was the fat Cultivator who had been pushed earlier or the fierce-looking commander,

or even the Ye Family Elders flying out from the city,

everyone, every single one of them,

fell to their knees with a thud, burying their heads deep into the dirt.

"We respectfully welcome the descent of the Qin Clan's Divine Son!!"

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted simultaneously.

The wave of sound was like a tsunami, making Ye Chen's eardrums ache as he stood there.

He stood frozen in place, his raised hand not yet lowered.

He saw the incredibly luxurious mobile palace in the sky.

He saw these people lying on the ground like simping dogs.

And at the very front of the kneeling crowd,

he even saw the figure he had been yearning for day and night.

Ye Yanran!

At this moment, Ye Yanran was dressed up beautifully, kneeling on the ground.

Her look of eager anticipation held a tenderness he had never seen before.

And all of this was not for him.

This red carpet, these lanterns, the cheers of the entire city—

they were for the man who had trampled him underfoot like trash!

Ye Chen felt as if his face had been slapped hard by the sole of a shoe.

It burned with pain.

"Qin Yu!!"

"Today, I will surely make you pay the price!"

At that moment,

above Qingye City, the clouds were torn apart by dragon claws.

The nine Primordial Demon Dragons revealed themselves.

Their massive bodies pressed down until the walls of Qingye City groaned.

The massive imperial chariot did not land outside the city.

It arrogantly crushed through the Qingye City protective array and hovered directly above the Ye Family's main hall.

Qin Yu, dressed in white, stepped out of the imperial chariot.

He didn't look at the dense crowd of ants beneath his feet, his gaze sweeping casually forward.

"We welcome the Divine Son's descent!"

The square in front of the Ye Family's main hall was a sea of kneeling people.

The leader was an old man with a white beard.

He was kowtowing so hard it made thumping sounds, not daring to use Spiritual Qi to protect himself, and blood soon seeped from his forehead.

The Old Ancestor of the Ye Family, Ye Wentian.

This old fellow was someone who could make the earth shake with a stomp in the Eastern Heaven Domain.

Now, however, he looked exactly like an old dog, just short of wagging his tail.

"Rise."

Qin Yu stepped into the Void Realm.

With a flicker of his figure, he appeared before the Ye Family Head's throne.

Without the slightest bit of politeness, he flicked his robes and sat down grandly.

A seat that should have belonged to the head of the Ye Family was now occupied by an outsider.

None of the Ye Family high-rankers present showed any sign of humiliation.

Their faces were full of fawning smiles, as if the Ye Family's ancestral graves were emitting auspicious smoke.

"Divine Son, you have traveled a long way, it must have been exhausting."

The Old Ancestor of the Ye Family, Ye Wentian, produced a white jade wine flask from somewhere.

He hunched over and approached, personally pouring wine for Qin Yu.

His cautious manner showed he feared that a single trembling drop spilled would bring about a catastrophe.

Ye Family Head Ye Shan led a group of Elders kneeling on both sides.

Everyone held various gift lists, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"The Northern Heaven Domain is too cold; the scenery of the Eastern Heaven Domain is more nourishing."

Qin Yu picked up the wine cup and took a sip, looking at the group of people below with a playful gaze.

Power.

This was the power brought by absolute strength and background.

What justice, what dignity?

Before the great banner of the Qin Family, they weren't worth a damn.

The atmosphere in the hall was excessively harmonious.

Those who didn't know better would think it was a Junior returning home.

But outside the hall, it was a different scene.

Ye Chen stood at the edge of the square, his fists clenched until his knuckles were white.

Everyone around him was kneeling.

Only he, under that mountain-like pressure,

was stubbornly holding his breath, relying on the newly born God King power within his body.

His waist was bent, but his knees did not touch the ground.

This scene should have been very striking, even somewhat tragic.

But in the eyes of others,

this dirt-covered, ragged fellow was just an oblivious beggar,

insisting on begging at a nobleman's banquet.

"Qin Yu, you are not worthy of sitting in that position!"

Ye Chen's eyes were bloodshot.

A fire in his chest burned until his internal organs ached.

That was his father-in-law's seat!

That was the symbol of the Ye Family's dignity!

That position was one that he, the matrilocal son-in-law, should have sat in by relying on his strength in the future.

At the very least, he should have had a place to stand beside it.

Now, it was occupied by his enemy as if it were his own back garden.

And his clansmen, his Elders, those who used to call him trash—

at this moment, they were surrounding that enemy, wagging their tails and begging for pity.

"Qin Yu!"

"I want to challenge you!"

Ye Chen could no longer suppress the rage in his heart and shouted sharply.