8: Reincarnation: Ye Fan!

Seven years ago, she suddenly awakened her Primordial Sacred Body, stepping into the ranks of the heavens' chosen.

Xuan Zhenshi, the current patriarch of the Xuan Clan and a Ninth Level Quasi-Emperor Expert of the heavens, personally came to propose marriage!

Even the Immortal Ye Family, in front of a behemoth like the Xuan Clan, had no power to refuse.

Not to mention the Xuan Ming Immortal Emperor, whose prestige intimidated all the myriad heavens and realms.

The sheer number of Quasi-Emperor Experts the Xuan Clan possessed was incomparable to the Ye Family.

After all, within the Xuan Clan, from elders to the patriarch, all were exclusively Quasi-Emperors!

While her Ye Family, including Patriarch Ye Nantian, only had five Quasi-Emperor Experts!

The helplessness deep within Ye Nantian's heart was like a bottomless, secluded pool, heavy and suffocating.

As his daughter, Ye Linger, being intelligent and perceptive, how could she not see it?

She knew the difficulties of the Ye Family, but thinking of her own fate, a pang of pain shot through her heart.

For the sake of the Ye Family, she could only comply with the elders' arrangements and surrender her destiny.

However, to marry a stranger she had never met and had no feelings for, she felt a certain degree of unwillingness.

Even if the other party was the foremost young talent of the heavens, the son of the immortal emperor, and the Xuan Clan Imperial Son.

In the quiet of the deep night, Ye Linger stood alone in the courtyard, gazing at the high-hanging cold moon, tears welling in her eyes.

She murmured softly, "Must my entire life be surrendered to an unknown person like this?"

Over the years, Ye Linger had heard various stories about Xuan Tianchen's exploits in the heavens and the myriad realms.

Xuan Tianchen was decisive in killing, ruthless in his methods, and swift in action; anyone who angered him could not escape death.

This cold and merciless style of conduct made even Ye Linger feel a sense of fear towards him.

And such a person was not the object of Ye Linger's admiration.

What she longed for was someone gentle, refined, and compassionate.

Just as Ye Linger was lost in thought, a handsome and dashing young man slowly walked in from outside.

"Ye Fan greets Miss!" The young man slowly spoke to Ye Linger.

His voice was gentle, like a spring breeze, softly caressing Ye Linger's heart.

"Ye Fan, so it's you!" Upon seeing the young man, the melancholic expression on Ye Linger's face immediately faded away.

At this moment, Ye Fan's appearance was like a ray of light shining into her cloud-filled world.

"Miss is standing here alone; do you perhaps have something on your mind?" Ye Fan asked with concern, his gaze full of sincerity and worry.

"No! I'm just a little agitated and came out to get some air!" Ye Linger said indifferently.

She lightly bit her lip, her eyes darting away, as if not wanting Ye Fan to see her true thoughts.

Seeing this, Ye Fan then smiled slightly, his smile as warm as sunlight: "If Miss trusts me, why not tell me? Perhaps speaking it out will make you feel better."

Ye Linger hesitated for a moment, then finally couldn't help but sigh softly: "The matter of the marriage alliance with the Xuan Clan puts a lot of pressure on me. I don't know how to walk the path ahead."

Ye Fan frowned slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, said, "Miss, do not worry too much; perhaps things will take a turn for the better."

At this moment, a gentle breeze blew, disheveling Ye Linger's hair. Ye Fan subconsciously reached out to smooth it for her.

This unintentional gesture made a blush appear on Ye Linger's cheeks... Coming back to his senses, Ye Fan quickly took a step back, "I did not mean to offend; please forgive me, Miss!"

"Ye Fan, you should go back and rest. You don't need to stand guard for me tonight!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan immediately cupped his fists and said, "In that case, Ye Fan will take his leave. Miss, please rest early as well!"

"Mmm mmm!" Ye Linger nodded slightly.

After bidding farewell to Ye Linger, Ye Fan's figure flickered, and he left the place.

Ye Linger gazed at the spot where he had departed, her eyes flashing with a peculiar look, which even she found strange... In Ye Fan's quiet and serene residence, he sat cross-legged, his posture as straight as a pine, holding his breath and concentrating, slowly circulating his immortal power to cultivate.

His face was as calm as water, and waves of condensed immortal power emanated from his body.

"Three years have passed since my rebirth, and my cultivation realm has finally reached the Ninth Level of True Immortal Realm much earlier than in my previous life!" Ye Fan murmured to himself, his tone carrying a hint of satisfaction and emotion.

"If I remember correctly, Xuan Tianchen's realm is also precisely the Ninth Level of True Immortal Realm right now!"

When Ye Fan mentioned the name Xuan Tianchen, a monstrous killing intent suddenly surged in his eyes.

That killing intent was like a raging, surging sea, instantly making the atmosphere of the entire room chilling and oppressive.

After a short while, the killing intent, which had almost overflowed, slowly receded like a tide.

What followed was an intense look of determination.

"Ling'er, in this life, I, Ye Fan, will definitely protect you!" Ye Fan's voice was deep and powerful.

Ye Fan was not a member of the Ye Family by birth; he was a child Ye Nantian had picked up from outside.

Seeing his decent talent, Ye Nantian had an elder within the clan teach him cultivation.

Later, he even bestowed upon him the surname Ye, making him Ye Linger's guard.

However, humans are not plants; how can they be emotionless?

After a long period of companionship, Ye Fan actually developed feelings of admiration for Ye Linger.

At the same time, Ye Linger also couldn't help but develop a strange trace of emotion for her guard.

It was just that neither of them dared to break through that barrier between them.

As a result, in his previous life, when Ye Linger married Xuan Tianchen, he didn't even utter a single word.

This led to Ye Linger's Primordial Sacred Body being forcibly stripped away on her wedding night, and her life ending in the Xuan Clan.

To avenge Ye Linger, Ye Fan, in a fit of rage, single-handedly trespassed into the Xuan Clan.

But he was only in the True Immortal Realm; he couldn't even break through the Xuan Clan's main gate before being suppressed to near death by a single palm strike from the two Immortal Emperor guards of the Xuan Clan.

Later, Xuan Tianchen appeared and directly and brutally extinguished the heavily injured him with a single finger.

At the critical moment, fortunately with the help of the myriad heavens reincarnation disk, Ye Fan was able to use the Power of Reincarnation within it to be reborn.

Now, his cultivation realm and strength were much greater than in his previous life.

After three years of arduous cultivation and countless trials on the brink of death since his rebirth, he had undergone a complete transformation.

Even against an ordinary Immortal Lord Realm Expert, he had the confidence to win.

This time, no matter what, he would not easily give up Ye Linger.

Even if the road ahead was full of thorns, even if he had to contend with the entire world, he would not hesitate.

"Ling'er's destiny should be in her own hands...!" Ye Fan's tone was firm, every word resonating with conviction.

As he spoke, the myriad heavens reincarnation disk suddenly radiated from behind Ye Fan.

The myriad heavens reincarnation disk shone brightly, like a dazzling sun, instantly illuminating the entire room.

As it slowly rotated, powerful Power of Reincarnation swirled around like a swimming dragon.

Wherever it passed, the space within the room subtly twisted.

This myriad heavens reincarnation disk contained endless mysteries and terrifying power; it was a peerless treasure Ye Fan had obtained in a secret realm in his previous life after overcoming countless hardships.

In past battles, it had helped Ye Fan turn the tide and avert danger many times, making it Ye Fan's greatest trump card!

"Xuan Tianchen, just you wait! In this life, I, Ye Fan, will surely defeat you!" Ye Fan clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit... In Xuanjian Immortal Domain, Xuan Tianchen's Imperial Scion Immortal Palace.

This Immortal Palace was magnificent and grand, exuding endless majesty and vast immortal light.

"Achoo!" Xuan Tianchen, who was meditating and cultivating, couldn't help but sneeze.

His sculpted, handsome face furrowed slightly, and the powerful immortal power that had been swirling around him experienced a momentary fluctuation.

Xuan Tianchen slowly opened his blood-red eyes, a cold and displeased glint flashing within them, "Hmm? Which fellow Daoist is slandering This Imperial Son behind his back!"

His voice was deep and magnetic, yet it carried an oppressive feeling that sent shivers down one's spine.