King of Creation-Chapter 53 - Hee Bancheng Proposes Marriage

After staring at the mirror for a while, Mi Jiangxue dreamily asked, “Husband, is this real?

Am I not dreaming?”

“Of course, it’s real, have you forgotten the elixir our son gave us to take?” After replying, Ye Tiancheng began to wonder.

He had spent time at Qiyun Sect too, and he knew Marrow Cleansing Pills were precious, but not so precious as to make someone grow over a decade younger overnight, right?

Getting out of bed, Ye Tiancheng stretched out of habit, and his muscles surged.

With a slight exertion of force, beads of blood qi burst forth from his dantian and from between his fingers, making a popping sound as they struck the air.

Ye Tiancheng was instantly dumbfounded!

Cultivation!

The Third Stage of Blood Training!

Previously, his Fourth Stage of Blood Training cultivation had fallen to the Second Stage due to the decline of blood qi without any means of replenishment, but now, overnight, it had recovered to the Third Stage!

In the courtyard, Ye Zhen, who was practicing his fist skills, heard his parents’ shouts and smiled knowingly.

Last night, he had his parents take a Marrow Cleansing Pill each and helped them activate the pill’s power; before bed, he also added a drop of Stone Marrow Spirit Liquid to their tea.

Unexpectedly, it had taken effect in one night, and the results were astonishing!

“Come on, son, spar a few moves with your old man!” While speaking, Ye Tiancheng had already rushed out from the room, shouting and charging at Ye Zhen.

Seeing this, Ye Zhen smiled slightly, suppressed his strength, shook his palms, and met his father’s challenge.

For four or five days straight, Ye Zhen didn’t go out but stayed at home, attending to his parents’ health.

Daily, a drop of Stone Marrow Spirit Liquid, apart from a Marrow Cleansing Pill, and even his father, Ye Tiancheng, had an ample supply of Blood Essence Pills to consume.

All in all, Ye Zhen had acquired many Blood Pills, which were now of no use to him, so he generously gave them all to his father.

In just five short days, Ye Tiancheng’s cultivation had not only fully recovered to the Fourth Stage of Blood Training but had also made progress.

Of course, Ye Zhen had not slacked on his own cultivation.

Aside from spending time with his parents every day, he dedicated most of his time to cultivating the Thunder Leopard Lightning Fist and the Inch-step Crashing Fist.

Even with the detailed guidance left behind in Tu Fangye’s manuscript and step-by-step practice according to Tu Fangye’s experience, Ye Zhen had trained hard for many days before he found the common point of force between the Thunder Leopard Lightning Fist and the Inch-step Crashing Fist, barely managing to integrate the crashing force of both skills.

However, this integration wasn’t always successful; for over ten punches thrown, perhaps only two or three would exhibit the crashing force of the Thunder Leopard Lightning Fist.

In the courtyard, twenty wooden stakes were randomly placed around Ye Zhen, who stood with eyes half-closed, his body relaxed yet not lax.

In his mind, he repeatedly practiced the Thunder Leopard Collapsing Fist, seeking to understand the shared point of force between the two different fist skills.

As the mental practice of the Thunder Leopard Collapsing Fist came to an end, Ye Zhen’s eyes suddenly snapped open, and he burst into action.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As he executed the Thunder Leopard Collapsing Fist, his punches were as fast as lightning, creating the illusion of dozens of arms punching simultaneously in the courtyard.

The image of the fist seemed to explode in the air the moment it was released, giving off the illusion of lightning speed.

In an instant, Ye Zhen moved like lightning, throwing twenty punches, each one striking one of the wooden stakes in the courtyard.

At the moment of impact, some punches bizarrely expanded, while others showed no change at all.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

The sound of bursting resonated as one, nearly every wooden stake was shattered, but the manner in which they burst was different.

Some exploded into pieces, while others simply broke into two.

Glancing over, Ye Zhen nodded in satisfaction.

Out of the twenty wooden stakes, eleven had split cleanly in two, but nine had shattered into countless pieces—that was the hallmark of a successful Thunder Leopard Collapsing Fist.

“An almost fifty percent success rate, it seems that all these days of intense training have indeed yielded results,” Ye Zhen nodded with satisfaction.

With enough practice comes proficiency, and as long as he persisted, it wouldn’t take long for the success rate of his Thunder Leopard Lightning Fist combined with the Inch-step Crashing Fist—the Thunder Leopard Collapsing Fist—to reach a perfect ten out of ten.

There was a knock on the door.

Ye Zhen’s mother, Mi Jiangxue, hurried back looking quite upset.

Ye Zhen was perplexed.

His mother, Mi Jiangxue, had been running around secretly for the past few days.

Previously, she had an air of happiness about her, but now—what had happened today?

“Mother, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.

Zhen’er, I need to discuss something with your father…”

In the midst of speaking, another knock was heard at the door.

Without waiting for Ye Zhen to answer, the visitor pushed the gate open and came in by themselves, bringing not just one person but several.

The first to enter was a still-charming lady, followed by four servants, each carrying a load on his shoulder.

“Lady Yua, what…

what are you doing?” Seeing the woman who came in, Mi Jiangxue’s face instantly turned very unpleasant.

“Mrs.

Ye, I believe we’ve said all that needed to be said earlier.

Today, we’re here to settle the matter,” Lady Yua said.

“How…

how can you do this?” Mi Jiangxue panicked.

“We’ve accepted the engagement gifts for almost half a year now, how can you just call off the engagement like this?”

“Call off the engagement?” Ye Zhen was stunned and looked at Mi Jiangxue.

“Mother, what’s going on?”

After a hurried and exasperated explanation from his mother, Mi Jiangxue, Ye Zhen finally understood what had transpired.

After their last visit to see Ye Zhen, Mi Jiangxue had been busily arranging a marriage for her son, scrutinizing and choosing before finally settling on a suitable candidate.

After several discussions between the two families, the arrangement was settled.

Following the principle that marriage is a matter for parents to decide, Mi Jiangxue and Ye Tiancheng promptly submitted the betrothal gifts, simply waiting for Ye Zhen to return and get married.

Having returned just recently, Ye Zhen was on his mother’s mind for marriage arrangements, considering his age.

On the True Profound Continent, it was almost mainstream to get married at sixteen or seventeen; any older, and one would be considered delayed.

With Ye Zhen having earned a significant amount of gold, Mi Jiangxue intended to marry him off in style.

However, amidst her busy preparations, the Yua Family refused to go along with the plan.

They wanted to call off the engagement!

Mi Jiangxue rushed back home hoping to discuss this matter with Ye Tiancheng, only to find the Yua Family had followed her all the way to their doorstep to break off the engagement.

“Mother, who said I was getting married?

With such an important matter, why didn’t you discuss it with me first?

How can we ruin the girl’s life like this?” Marriage was something Ye Zhen never even considered.

Ye Zhen understood very well that the path he chose to walk was not one where an ordinary person could accompany him for long.

“Young man, it seems you do have some self-awareness!”

As Ye Zhen was about to retort indignantly, Lady Yua spoke in her peculiarly mocking tone, “Mrs.

Ye, the dowry you sent over, I’ve brought back every bit of it.

That marriage certificate, you might as well take it out so we can tear it up in person!”

“Lady Yua, how can you do this?

In what way is my Zhen’er not worthy of your daughter?

You were overjoyed when you heard my son became an Outer Disciple of Qiyun Sect.

How can you go back on your word so quickly?”

“Mrs.

Ye, that’s not quite right.

Huan’er is my own daughter.

No matter what, I can’t push her into a pit of fire.”

Listening to his mother, Mi Jiangxue, erupting in fury, Ye Zhen’s face suddenly darkened, a feeling of extreme discomfort welling up within him.

Just as he was about to explode, in barged a matchmaker, dressed flamboyantly with a small red flower pinned to her hair.

“Goodness gracious, what’s with your tone, woman?

Since when did Young Master Ye Zhen become a pit of fire?

Young Master Ye, he’s the gold nugget that others can’t even get their hands on.”

The matchmaker, with the red flower in her hair, pointed at Lady Yua’s nose and gave her a verbal lashing.

After finishing her tirade, she rushed over to Mi Jiangxue and exclaimed, “Mrs.

Ye, Mrs.

Ye, I’ve come to bring you joyous news—a great happy occasion is upon you!”

“What happy occasion?” Mi Jiangxue was taken aback.

“What else could it be?

Of course, it’s a marriage proposal.

Hee Hongchang, Master Hee from Wusan County City, has specifically sent me to propose marriage to his only precious daughter to Young Master Ye.”

“Hee Hongchang?

Who is Hee Hongchang?” Mi Jiangxue was somewhat bewildered.

“Oh my, Mrs.

Ye, don’t you know?

Hee Bancheng, the famous Hee Bancheng of Wusan County, has come to propose to your son!”

“What, you mean Hee Bancheng of Wusan County City?” Before anyone else could react, Lady Yua inhaled sharply with surprise!

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So tell me, what do you think Ye Zhen will choose regarding Miss Hee?