67: Chapter 67 Father-Son Game

The world has turned upside down!

Ye Jiesheng looked at the arrogant brat before him. He hadn't disciplined him in a long time; when a child grows up, they need a beating now and then, otherwise, they might forget who their father is.

A gust of wind swept in, carrying Ye Yisong to a hillside outside the city. Ye Jiesheng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Yisong with a playful expression, and said, "Song'er, shall I make the first move, or will you?"

Ye Yisong knew he had overplayed his hand. He had just achieved a Breakthrough to Nine-Star Martial Master, yet he dared to challenge a Tier 4 Martial Ancestor expert, who was also a Body Refining Martial Ancestor.

A Body Refining Martial Ancestor was the most durable, a presence not easily provoked even among peers, let alone by a mere Martial Master like himself.

But the words had already been spoken, and having arrived at this hillside, Ye Yisong could not afford to take even half a step back.

Ye Yisong looked at the scattered rocks and the flattened mountain peak before him, guessing that this was the result of Ye Jiesheng's Cultivation; otherwise, Ye Jiesheng wouldn't have been able to find such a suitable place so quickly.

There was no running away from this beating today.

"Let me test just how powerful that Nine-Colored Green Lotus is. I usually can't find a suitable target for Cultivation, and Father is just right."

"Father, please... go easy on me," Ye Yisong said timidly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands quickly formed a gesture, and a Nine-Colored Green Lotus appeared between his palms, emitting a cyan glow as it slowly rotated in Ye Yisong's palm.

"Father, be careful."

Ye Yisong tapped his toes against the ground, leaped rapidly in front of Ye Jiesheng, and struck out with the Green Lotus in his hand.

Ye Jiesheng looked at the Green Lotus in Ye Yisong's hand and inexplicably felt a hint of pressure; this Green Lotus was strange.

Ye Jiesheng did not dodge or evade. He activated his Protective Aura to Face the Green Lotus in Ye Yisong's hand head-on; he wanted to see just how powerful this Green Lotus really was.

"Break for me!"

Seeing his father, Ye Jiesheng, deploy his Protective Aura, Ye Yisong had no more reservations. He maximized the power of the Green Lotus and slammed it fiercely against Ye Jiesheng's Protective Aura.

The moment the Green Lotus collided, it erupted in a blinding white light, engulfing both Ye Yisong and Ye Jiesheng, making it impossible for any outsider to see what was happening inside.

"Damn!"

Ye Yisong was sent flying backward, planting himself into the ground like a tree.

Ye Jiesheng withdrew his Protective Aura and looked at Ye Yisong with a complex expression. This brat had some skills; he, a dignified Body Refining Martial Ancestor, had almost had his Protective Aura shattered by him.

"Although I only used thirty percent of my strength, the power of this brat's Green Lotus is truly impressive. It has already reached the threshold of a Martial Ancestor's strength. If an ordinary Martial Ancestor were ambushed by his Green Lotus, they would likely capsize in the gutter," Ye Jiesheng thought to himself, though he would not say these words to Ye Yisong.

As a father, Ye Jiesheng knew this brat's background too well. He appeared low-key, but in reality, he was a gambler who would get carried away the moment he had a little strength.

Ye Jiesheng decided to step it up a notch today and give Ye Yisong a psychological trauma, so he wouldn't go out and court death.

"Is that all the strength you have? It doesn't look like much. I only used ten percent of my strength," Ye Jiesheng said mockingly, flicking his clothes.

"Father, don't be arrogant. Watch me break your Protective Aura." Ye Yisong had just felt that his Green Lotus had almost broken through Ye Jiesheng's Protective Aura.

A man cannot say he can't!

Ye Yisong imbued his Green Lotus with a touch of red light and charged toward Ye Jiesheng once again.

"I don't believe I can't break your Protective Aura; don't I need Face?" Ye Yisong thought to himself. Since he had already boasted, he had to put on a good show.

"Brat, you've even added some extra spice to it," Ye Jiesheng said, noticing the red light at the base of the Green Lotus, completely unconcerned.

This time, Ye Jiesheng did not wait in place for Ye Yisong's attack to land on him. Instead, the moment Ye Yisong unleashed the Green Lotus, he instantly shifted behind Ye Yisong and punched him hard in the Face.

"Brat, learn from this," Ye Jiesheng chuckled.

Ye Yisong covered his swollen right cheek, looking indignant, and said, "Father, you're cheating."

"When did I ever say I would stand still and let you hit me?" The muscles on Ye Jiesheng's rugged Face twitched as he said with a sneer.

"I'm not fighting anymore," Ye Yisong said crossly.

"Oh? I haven't even made a move yet; why stop fighting?" Ye Jiesheng clearly didn't agree.

He turned and arrived in front of Ye Yisong, kicked him into the air, and unleashed a combo of punches in mid-air. Each punch landed solidly, with just the right amount of power—exactly the attack strength of a Nine-Star Martial Master.

He beat Ye Yisong until he was black and blue, then sent him crashing headfirst into a mountain hollow, looking truly miserable.

Ye Yisong, feeling life was meaningless, used his hands to pull himself out of the mountain hollow. He touched his handsome Face and said, slurring his words, "Hiss, pain, pain, pain"

"Brat, you're still too green," Ye Jiesheng lectured. "You gain a little strength and forget your own surname? You even dare to challenge your old man?"

"Let's go back, don't play dead there," Ye Jiesheng said. "Oh, right, after we return to the Family, if you happen to see your grandfather, just say you fell yourself, otherwise... do you hear me?"

"I hear you." Ye Yisong could hear the threat in Ye Jiesheng's voice; if he didn't do as he was told, he would likely be beaten again later.

These little arms and legs couldn't withstand such torment.

"Father, give me a Medicinal Pill to promote blood circulation and remove stasis; it hurts too much." Ye Yisong's words drifted on the wind.

"I don't have any," Ye Jiesheng said bluntly.

This time, he had been harsher than before; it was meant to teach him a lesson so he wouldn't get too big for his boots just because he had improved his strength.

Besides, he really didn't have any left. He had spent all his Spirit Stones; how could he have any Medicinal Pills? He was so poor he was practically pissing blood.

He was just waiting to find some wealthy mark to fleece, otherwise he wouldn't be able to afford the Martial Dao anymore.

Ye Jiesheng silently listed the wealthy marks in his mind. His father had just provided three hundred thousand contribution points, so he probably didn't have much left. He had visited Jiechuan a few months ago, and Jiexin a few months ago as well...

Where should he go?

Ye Jiesheng suddenly smiled knowingly; he had found a suitable mark.

"This improvement is too fast," Ye Xiaowu thought, looking at the deep crater smashed into the ground. For a moment, he didn't know if Ye Yisong even needed his secret protection anymore.

With his own frail body as a Three-Star Martial Ancestor, if he were accidentally hit by this Green Lotus, he would likely be finished.

He was not like Ye Jiesheng, a Body Refining Cultivator with a powerful physique who feared no sneak attacks.

"Sigh, I should report this to the Clan Chief and let the Clan Chief make the decision," Ye Xiaowu muttered, following far behind the two.

Ye Yisong had been with Ye Jiesheng for the past few days, so there was no need for Ye Xiaowu to get too close, lest Fifth Brother cause trouble.

Just as Ye Jiesheng and Ye Yisong returned to the Ye Family, they found Ye Jiekang looking for them everywhere; upon seeing them, his mouth stretched into a grin.