Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 436: Little Martial Uncle, You’ve Been Mocked.

"Little Martial Uncle, I'm back, Little Martial Uncle, come out and greet your cute little one!"

At the entrance of Northern Cloud Residence, Long Nannan directly yelled out at the top of her lungs, not knowing how many people's peaceful dreams her thunderous voice had disturbed.

In fact, Ye Feng's strong spiritual power had already sensed the arrival of the two before Long Nannan even spoke, so when Long Nannan called out, Ye Feng was just right to step out the door.

"You're making a fuss as soon as you're back, it seems that after all those months, you haven't changed a bit," Ye Feng couldn't help but be speechless.

Though he missed the girl when she was gone, now that she was back, Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh, knowing that Northern Cloud Residence probably wouldn't have any peaceful days going forward. Fortunately, Hong Qingyan had been cultivating, and her strength was not weak, so he wasn't worried about Long Nannan, the mischievous girl, causing too much trouble.

Long Nannan immediately looked unhappy, pouting and saying, "Hey, Little Martial Uncle, you're heartless. I've just come back and you're saying that about me. I'm angry now, hmph!"

Ye Feng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Alright, alright, Little Martial Uncle is wrong, Little Martial Uncle misspoke, okay?"

"That's more like it," Long Nannan said, and only then did she open her arms and say, "Little Martial Uncle, we haven't seen each other for more than half a year, I want a hug!"

"..." Ye Feng felt a headache coming on, thinking to himself how undignified she was, hugging him in public like this; he really didn't know what to say.

Sausage Sister chuckled from the side and said, "I mean, Miss Long, you're basically a grown woman now, and right upon seeing each other, you want your Little Martial Uncle to hug you. If word of this gets out, wouldn't people laugh their heads off? How are you going to get married in the future?"

It was only now that Ye Feng noticed that Long Nannan was no longer the little girl she used to be. She had fully matured, and if before, Long Nannan was a bud waiting to bloom, then now she was a fully blossomed rose, and a thorny one at that.

It was also at this moment that Ye Feng truly understood the ancient saying, "A girl changes eighteen times between childhood and womanhood." In Long Nannan's case, this saying was perfectly exemplified.

"It's been a long time, Sausage Sister!" Ye Feng turned with a smile, and during this moment, he carefully checked the breath of the two. What he hadn't expected was to be extremely startled.

Lord, it turned out that both Long Nannan and Sausage Sister had reached the Cultivation of the Half-Step Golden Core Realm, which was frighteningly fast.

However, it soon dawned on Ye Feng that the reason he hadn't known their true cultivation realms before was because his cultivation level was too low to sense them. He only vaguely knew they were very strong, especially Sausage Sister, who had been almost on par with Grand Sect Leader Zhao Gongming at that time.

Both of them had come from that little mountain village in the Northwest, which was considered a sacred place for cultivation in Huaxia. Half a year had passed, and they had been training there, so it was expected that their cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds.

"Long time no see, Ye Feng. It seems you've gotten much stronger during this time. Even I might not be able to keep you down anymore," Sausage Sister said as she stepped forward to greet him.

Ye Feng simply shook his head and smiled, thinking to himself that before, the natives of Northwest Little Mountain Village like them had oppressed his combat power, but now, it remained to be seen who would suppress whom.

Sausage Sister then asked, "By the way, where's the big guy? Why haven't I seen him come out?"

Upon hearing this, Long Nannan immediately snickered disapprovingly and said, "I was wondering, Sausage Sister, I thought you were so kind to accompany me back here, but it turns out you were thinking of that big guy."

"You little minx, I think your mouth is asking for a slap!" Sausage Sister huffed impatiently.

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Sima Zhantian is currently in secluded cultivation and has not left yet."

"Yo, the sun isn't rising from the west after all. Iron Bull is actually being that diligent and even knows to enter secluded cultivation—that's really rare!" Sausage Sister exclaimed, but anyone could tell she was pleased. After all, seeing someone she valued working so hard was certainly a cause for happiness.

It became clear to Ye Feng that the Old Beggar probably didn't tell his granddaughter about his meeting with Sima Zhantian, otherwise, Sausage Sister would have understood why Sima Zhantian was so rigorously cultivating.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng said with a smile, "Sausage Sister, don't underestimate Iron Bull. Since you left, he has been cultivating like his life depended on it. His cultivation level has improved significantly, and in the future, if you want to beat him up, it probably won't be as easy."

"Really? Then I will have to see for myself," Sausage Sister said, her lips curling into a smile.

"Oh my, so early in the morning, and I think I smell the sour scent of love," Long Nannan clamored.

Ye Feng shook his head with a chuckle and then waved his hand, saying, "We've been chatting for so long, let's go inside and talk."

The truth was, even without Long Nannan and Sausage Sister saying much, Ye Feng understood why they had hurried back at this time—it was naturally to help with the battle at the Heavenly Movement Mountain Range tomorrow. He figured this was probably arranged by his so-called senior brother.

Of course, Ye Feng had never thought of seeking help because he had numerous trump cards at his disposal. Not to mention the Mental Power Nucleus, with just the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll, he was not afraid of any powerful beings below the Golden Core Realm.

However, now that Sausage Sister and Long Nannan have returned, it naturally is good news. This makes everything more secure, for even if members of the Four Great Ancient Clans take advantage of the situation to get involved, Ye Feng can rest easy.

After all, these two women now boast Half-Step Golden Core Realm Cultivation, and Long Nannan's aura is even more robust and stranger, suggesting that her combat power might be even more formidable.

"Sausage Sister, is this Ye Feng, the one Master speaks highly of?" As soon as she walked into the hall, Chuwu couldn't help but ask.

Sausage Sister suddenly slapped her forehead and said, "Look at me, getting caught up in conversation and forgetting all about you, Chuwu, this blockhead. Let me properly introduce him to you. This is Ye Feng, also your Little Martial Uncle."

As she spoke, Sausage Sister introduced him to Ye Feng, "This is Chuwu. Strictly speaking, he's my junior brother, but we can't be bothered with that sort of hierarchy. We usually just call him Blockhead."

Long Nannan nodded and said, "Yes, Chuwu senior brother usually speaks very little, just like a blockhead."

Ye Feng nodded slightly upon hearing this and extended his hand, but what he didn't expect was that the other party showed no reaction whatsoever.

Indeed, Chuwu glared at him with eyes wide, sizing up Ye Feng and revealing a strong sense of skepticism. After a long while, he finally said, "I've always felt that someone my master esteems so highly must be a person of earth-shattering significance. But upon seeing you today, I am disappointed, truly disappointed!"

With that, Chuwu shrugged his solid shoulders and then shook his head, saying, "To be honest, you don't yet merit being called my Little Martial Uncle, unless one day, you can truly earn my respect."

Having said this, Chuwu suddenly smiled and added, "Of course, both sisters should know that I am quite wooden and not good with words, but I never lie. So, I always speak the plain truth. I hope you don't take it to heart. Today, I'll refrain from showing you the courtesy due to a junior, but I hope there will be an opportunity to do so in the future."

After finishing his speech, Chuwu turned and walked over to a chair, sat down with a thump, and began to drink tea, paying no further attention to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was truly taken aback, unable to believe that the other party would say such things. Clearly seeing that the other party spoke his mind without malice, even the usually quick-witted Ye Feng had no idea how to rebut.

Long Nannan burst into laughter at this, exclaiming joyfully, "Little Martial Uncle, you've been mocked, haha, how delightful! I never imagined that Blockhead, who usually never utters a word, would say something so profound upon meeting you. It's hilarious."

At this moment, Sausage Sister said, "Ye Feng, please don't take offense. Chuwu is like that; he says what's on his mind and means no harm."

Ye Feng nodded, replying, "Of course, I know it's not intentional. Rest assured, there will come a day when I will make him respect me, and I can guarantee, that day won't be far off."

Sausage Sister glared and challenged, "So confident? How about we have a fight right now?"

Ye Feng suddenly felt an overwhelming headache, confronted with this aggressive woman. It seemed he had to hurry to call Sima Zhantian out of his seclusion, immediately waving his hand and saying, "If you want a fight, there will be plenty of opportunities tomorrow. You've had a long journey, why not rest well first."

Long Nannan immediately clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Yes, yes, Little Martial Uncle's bed is the softest. I want to sleep with Little Martial Uncle."

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"..." Ye Feng was once again struck with a headache; one woman was a maniac for violence, and the other was playfully disrespectful, truly giving him a headache.

Ye Feng waved his hand to signal Xiao Chuanqi to call Sima Zhantian out of secluded cultivation, and also instructed Hong Qingyan and Yu Feiyu to come over.

As soon as Hong Qingyan appeared, Long Nannan rushed over and grabbed her arm, their relationship seemingly very close. After all, they had once shared an excellent rapport and had even taken over Ye Feng's bed for the night.

Soon enough, Sima Zhantian came out of his cultivation retreat, understandably eager given Sausage Sister's return. However, as soon as they met, the big fellow was suddenly at a loss for words. Despite having countless things to say on ordinary days, now he couldn't even break wind.

Seeing him like this, Sausage Sister chuckled and asked, "Ye Feng tells me that you, big guy, have been diligently secluded in your cultivation, and that your Cultivation Level has made great strides?

Sima Zhantian laughed heartily, "To talk of great strides would be an overstatement, but my ability to take a beating has definitely improved a lot compared to before."

Sausage Sister broke into laughter, clearly pleased with his response. It was at this moment that the previously quiet Chuwu suddenly stood up and said, "Wrong, Sister Sausage, there's something off about this guy's aura."

"What's off about it?" Sausage Sister inquired.

"I can't quite put my finger on what exactly is off, but I feel a sense of familiarity," said Chuwu, furrowing his brow.

Ye Feng, realizing the implication, thought it must be because Sima Zhantian had practiced the Technique given by the Old Beggar, altering his aura. Sausage Sister and Chuwu were obviously familiar with the Old Beggar's Cultivation Technique, and hence upon observing Sima Zhantian, they sensed a familiar vibe.

Sima Zhantian suddenly glared at Chuwu and said through gritted teeth, "Your name is Chuwu, right? Did you just say that my lord does not merit your courtesy?

Upon hearing this, Chuwu's brows immediately knit together.