241: Chapter 241 Eight-Star Martial Grandmaster

"Sister Qingxue, have you really taken a liking to that country bumpkin?" Zhao Qingyi saw that Zhao Qingxue had been lost in thought for a long time, so she tugged on her sleeve and asked.

"This is a marriage arranged personally by Grandfather. Do we have the right to choose?" Zhao Qingxue asked back instead of answering.

"We could run away, go to the capital and find Brother Qinghao. If he steps in to plead for us, Grandfather will definitely change his mind," Zhao Qingyi said without hesitation.

"You really only know how to cause trouble." Zhao Qingxue thought of her cousin who served as a general in the Capital Imperial Guard. With his heroic bearing, having not seen him for a long time, she truly missed him.

Zhao Qinghao was third in the Zhao Family's 'Qing' generation. He took good care of his younger brothers and sisters of the same generation, often bringing back novelties from outside to share with them during their gatherings.

Five years ago, after breaking through to the Martial King Realm, he caught the eye of a big figure in the capital and was transferred to serve in the Capital Imperial Guard.

As the top person of the Zhao Family's 'Qing' generation, his words carried great weight in the Family.

If he were willing to step in and plead, Zhao Fenghua might actually change his mind.

However, Zhao Qingxue felt there was no need.

Ye Yisong's background was far inferior to the Zhao Family, but relying on his own strength, talent, and skill in Talisman Making, it was not impossible for him to leap over the dragon gate in the future and become a strong Martial King.

She knew she should be content!

A sixteen-year-old Seven-Star Martial Ancestor and a Tier 4 Medium Grade Talisman Maker—even among the Four Great Families of the East Sea, those who could achieve just one of these did not exceed the number of fingers on one hand.

Grandfather picking a piece of true gold from thousands of grains of sand to betroth to her was far better than making her marry the playboys of other families and living a mediocre life.

"Let's go, back to Yunzhuan Peak, or Aunt will be worried soon."

"Hmph, you just won't listen to me. You'll regret it in the future," Zhao Qingyi said, linking arms with Zhao Qingxue and snorting softly.

What the three of them did not know was that at this moment, three old men on Yunzhuan Peak had been monitoring their day's itinerary the entire time.

"How is it?" Zhao Fenghua took a light sip of tea and glanced at the two old men beside him, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Brother Hua, you really managed to find a piece of true gold in the lower counties," the red-robed old man on the right said enviously. "To have such achievements at such a young age, it's remarkable."

"Indeed, to be able to discover the mechanism you designed the first time he went to Feihong Waterfall, he is a talent," the white-robed old man on the left commented. "No wonder you gave him the last spot."

"Hahaha!" Hearing the evaluation from his two clan brothers, Zhao Fenghua became even more pleased and laughed heartily.

"The deeper the Karma is entangled, even if this kid wants to run away later, he won't have a chance. He'll have to obediently work for our Zhao Family."

"After the Secret Realm, how about you hand this kid over to me for a few days? I happen to want to give him some pointers," the red-robed old man said, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"Go, go, go, stop eyeing him. If you want a son-in-law, find one yourself!" Zhao Fenghua knew exactly what the fellow was planning. He wouldn't let the duck that was already in his mouth fly away, so he immediately refused.

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After Ye Yisong sent the two women back to Yunzhuan Peak, he returned directly to Shuangxue Residence. After all, it was better to be careful on someone else's turf to avoid unnecessary trouble.

It was precisely this cautious approach that helped Ye Yisong avoid a massive headache.

Zhao Fenghua's daughter had long had her eye on the other black token in his hand, regarding it as her own possession. Having already accepted benefits from others, she had already made big promises.

Now that she heard the Old Ancestor had given the black token to an outsider—and a country bumpkin from the lower counties at that—she was furious. She secretly found a few helpers, preparing to teach Ye Yisong a profound lesson.

Although she was brash, she didn't dare to stir up trouble in Zhao Zuoxiang's cultivation grounds. She waited bitterly outside for a month, and after trying to lure him out several times to no avail, she had no choice but to give up for the time being and return home.

After returning to Shuangxue Residence, Ye Yisong resumed his closed-door cultivation. In the morning, he would consume Body Tempering pills and persevere in cultivating the Indestructible Vajra Divine Art.

In the morning, he would consume spirit ascension pills and pulse warming pills to improve his cultivation. With the Tier 5 spirit peach gifted by the Ding Family Ancestor, the throbbing pain in his Meridians vanished, and his cultivation once again entered a period of rapid growth.

In the afternoon, he would refine Tier 4 Talismans. This time, in addition to the Tier 4 Low Grade Talismans that needed to be delivered to Yuelai Pavilion and the necessary defensive Talismans, he began to refine a large number of Tier 4 Medium Grade Golden Armor Talismans.

The price of Tier 4 Medium Grade Talismans was double that of Tier 4 Low Grade Talismans.

Especially for defensive Talismans, the price for a single one was one hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

When night fell, Ye Yisong would first have a hearty dinner prepared for him by the maid—flesh of a Grade 4 Demonic Beast that had been stewed for nearly ten hours. Of course, the ingredients were provided by Ye Yisong himself.

From the second day Ye Yisong moved into the East Courtyard, this dinner had never been interrupted. In Kuaiji County, a place that gathered the entire essence of the East Sea Province's martial arts, buying some Grade 4 Demonic Beast flesh was not a difficult task.

After finishing dinner, Ye Yisong would enter a meditative state to Cultivate the Soul Splitting Art, attempting to completely control the surging Mental Energy in his mind.

Controlling Tier 5 Mental Energy with a Tier 4 physical body was still somewhat difficult.

Because of the simultaneous surge in his cultivation and Mental Energy, the speed at which Ye Yisong refined Talismans increased greatly. Even using only half the time as before, he could produce one hundred Tier 4 Talismans.

Refining Tier 4 Talismans not only brought Ye Yisong a large amount of Spirit Stones but also had tremendous benefits for his cultivation.

In the cycle of constantly exhausting and replenishing his spirit liquid and Mental Energy to Perfection.

He could not only temper the spirit liquid within his Dantian, making it purer, but also continuously and repeatedly temper his Divine Sense, allowing Ye Yisong to have a deeper mastery of his Mental Energy.

Day after day, in the blink of an eye, a month passed.

"Eight-Star Martial Ancestor, done."

Ye Yisong murmured a few words, feeling the surging spirit liquid in his body after just breaking through to a new Realm, flowing regularly along specific routes throughout his body.

Ever since his Spiritual Qi turned into liquid, this was the first time Ye Yisong felt that the spirit liquid in his body was so abundant, as if it were endless, and he didn't need to worry about it running out at all.

The feeling of his strength growing bit by bit was truly intoxicating.

He was only one step away from the Peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

"This kid is strange!"

In just a short year, Ye Yisong had completed the journey that would take ordinary Martial Ancestor experts decades or even a century. It was as if he had no Bottleneck at all; such a cultivation speed was simply unheard of.

As the owner of Shuangxue Residence, Zhao Zuoxiang's perception of the Spiritual Qi of the entire mountain Peak was extremely sharp. Although Ye Yisong's Breakthrough did not cause much of a commotion, the fact that he instantly drained nearly ten percent of the East Courtyard's Spiritual Qi could not possibly escape Zhao Zuoxiang's perception.

"Which Martial Artist who has cultivated to the Late Stage of the Martial Ancestor Realm doesn't have secrets? Let's see what happens later."

Zhao Zuoxiang withdrew his gaze and continued to immerse himself in cultivation. Without this long-term tempering, he could not have achieved what he had today.