Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 464 - 462: For Example, I Look Good?

The so-called Martial Forest Conference of the Nine Sects of Ancient Martial Arts eventually concluded with the tragic deaths of the elderly from the Holy Mansion of Confucian Sect and the Buddhist Sect.

When darkness fully enveloped the sky, Ye Feng had already led everyone to a small town at the foot of the mountain and entered an inn to rest.

"Xiao Chuanqi, Sima Zhantian, the two of you come with me!" Ye Feng beckoned and then walked into the bedroom.

Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian glanced at each other, apparently unclear about why their lord had specifically summoned them at this time.

"My lord, do you have any tasks for us?" the two asked with clasped hands as they entered.

Ye Feng sat next to the tea table, and lightly waved his hand, "It's nothing important, really. The two of you have followed me for several years now, yet I, as your master, haven't bestowed upon you any treasures."

Xiao Chuanqi immediately said, "My lord, you are too serious. It's our honor to follow you in this life!"

Ye Feng smiled, waved his hand to interrupt, and after taking a sip of tea, he said, "The two of you, one has the body of the sword, and the other the body of the blade. Combining sword and blade is indeed quite fitting."

With that, Ye Feng flipped his wrist and produced two blades. The blade was an ancient-looking dagger, not big in appearance, more like a mystical dagger, while the sword was not long either, but it emitted an astonishing presence.

But Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian recognized these two treasures. The dagger was none other than the Immortal Blade inherited from the Tang Sect since ancient times, while the sword was the Immortal Sword passed down from the Mount Shu Sword Sect, both of these treasures being the pride of their respective Great Sects.

"Take them, integrate them into your own bodies, and cultivate well!" Ye Feng casually handed the sword and dagger to the two.

"My lord, this shouldn't be..." The two were shocked. Although they both greatly desired the weapons, if they each integrated a sword or a dagger, their cultivation and power would surely be greatly enhanced, perhaps even advancing by leaps and bounds.

Ye Feng spoke solemnly, "I only have one requirement: do everything possible to reach the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment and completely convert your Qi Force into Spirit Essence. Only after reaching the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment can you aim to break through to the Realm of the Golden Core, understand?"

"Yes, my lord, but this Immortal Blade and Immortal Sword..."

"Take them. Although these two items are not bad, they still don't interest me, and with my current cultivation level, I have no use for them!" Ye Feng said with a slight smile.

Seeing their master say so, the two no longer insisted. Xiao Chuanqi promptly took the Immortal Sword, while Sima Zhantian took the Immortal Blade.

"Go out and tell them to rest for half an hour, then set off and travel overnight back to the imperial capital!" Ye Feng commanded, and Xiao Chuanqi and the others quickly exited.

It was then that Hong Qingyan, Long Nannan, and Sausage Sister entered, with Sausage Sister speaking first, "I didn't expect you, as a master, to be so generous, even willing to give away an Immortal Blade and Immortal Sword to those two subordinates."

Indeed, as Sausage Sister spoke, she felt slightly relieved, for her relationship with Sima Zhantian had more or less become public, and naturally, she hoped that Sima Zhantian's strength could rise to the next level.

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However, Long Nannan directly pouted unhappily, and after sitting down, she complained, "Little Martial Uncle, you're biased! After all, I accompanied you on an adventure from thousands of miles away. Who knew that even your subordinates would receive treasures, yet I got nothing. I'm not happy, it's not fun at all."

Ye Feng immediately felt a headache, realizing only now that Long Nannan, this tricky girl, was actually a treasure fiend or more accurately a treasure mystery. Back in the Northwest Little Mountain Village, he had heard that Long Nannan had practically scavenged everyone in the village, frightening everyone terribly.

And yet she was the beloved granddaughter of Old Long, the village chief; thus, the villagers genuinely did not dare to be too defiant towards her. Besides, when they first arrived at the Northern Border, upon seeing Cao Yi, Boss Cao, and others, Long Nannan had directly asked for treasures as well.

"Our Nannan is such a cute little girl, how could the Little Martial Uncle not have prepared a treasure for you?" Ye Feng said with a slight smile, and then, with another flip of his wrist, he produced a brush, which was the Grand Confucian Brush of the old man from the Confucian Sect.

"Although this brush is just a small plaything, it's quite fun, so it seems more suitable for you." Ye Feng finished speaking and tossed it over with a flick of his wrist.

Long Nannan hurriedly reached out to catch it and said, "Nice, nice. I saw that old guy wildly scrawling through the air just now, and then he wrote out a whole bunch of characters. The key thing is that these characters could actually attack, which is simply great. When I go back to the village, whenever any kid misbehaves, I'll use this to teach them a lesson!"

Ye Feng just shook his head with a smile and said nothing more.

Long Nannan, however, was extremely happy, constantly fiddling with the uniquely shaped Grand Confucian Brush, not forgetting to say, "Although this comes from a dead man, at least it is a token of Little Martial Uncle's affection. Thanks, Little Martial Uncle."

Ye Feng couldn't help but be speechless upon hearing this. That it was from a dead man, well, this was his spoil of war, after all.

Although Long Nannan was now happy, it was now Hong Qingyan's turn to feel unhappy; of course, she did not show it, but Ye Feng detected the sense of loss in her heart. He smiled gently and said, "I've given a reward to everyone, and naturally you, Qingyan, should be no exception. This is something I've specially prepared for you."

With that, Ye Feng flipped his wrist once more and produced a greenish-black sphere!

The sphere, glowing with a greenish-black light, radiated a crystal-clear brilliance, looking quite dazzling and beautiful. The sphere was only the size of a marble, small and delicate.

"Big Brother Ye, what is this?" Hong Qingyan couldn't help asking.

"This is a Protective Dharma Treasure. It's also from the Sacred Mansion of the Confucian Sect. It's said to be able to defend against a full-powered strike from a top-level cultivator in the Golden Core Realm. It will be just right for your self-defense, so I'll worry less about you in the future!" Ye Feng said with a gentle smile, then passed the treasure to her.

"Since that's the case, I'll accept it with pleasure, thank you, Big Brother Ye!" Hong Qingyan finally cheered up and happily took the treasure.

Now Sausage Sister was the only one left. She couldn't help but gaze straight at Ye Feng. Although she didn't speak, the message was clear: where is my share of the treasure?

Ye Feng just shrugged and said, "That's it, there are no more treasures!"

Sausage Sister couldn't help but grind her teeth in anger and said, "Why do they all have one, and I don't?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh, "You should ask that big guy about this."

"You..." Sausage Sister was extremely frustrated but couldn't say much, considering she wasn't that close to Ye Feng.

Long Nannan, standing nearby, couldn't contain her laughter and teased, "Haha, this is so fun, it's really too funny seeing Sausage Sister taking a hit. If you can't accept it, just go for it, snatch it outright. But I think it's better if you don't, my Little Martial Uncle is very strong now."

"Stingy, penny-pinching miser!" Sausage Sister cursed several times in a row before storming out.

Ye Feng shook his head and with a flick of his wrist, a kasaya flew towards Sausage Sister.

"Actually, I think that you don't need these treasures with your current cultivation level, so..." said Ye Feng.

"Why wouldn't I take it if it's free? I can save it for that big guy!" Sausage Sister said unceremoniously, grabbing the kasaya with a swoop of her hand, before hurriedly making her exit.

Long Nannan shook her head in disbelief and sighed, "Damn, she's not even married off yet and she's already siding with an outsider, having a daughter really is a losing trade, looks like Old Long really wasn't wrong."

"..." Ye Feng was left speechless, wondering how she could say such a thing when she herself was a girl.

Of course, he wouldn't voice that thought, as it would surely lead to a long-winded rebuttal from Long Nannan.

An hour later, Ye Feng got up and left. He quickly got into a car and sped off to the capital. Now that he had the Black Jade Healing Paste, and since Leng Wuming was still unconscious, he needed to return immediately to treat him.

By the time he arrived back in the capital, dawn was approaching. Ye Feng called Yu Feiyu, and the two set about treating the patient. In no time, Leng Wuming was coated in Black Jade Healing Paste, making his body appear dark and shiny.

"Phew... With this Black Jade Healing Paste, his injuries should be able to heal, right?" Ye Feng let out a long sigh. Such high-intensity treatment was clearly taking a toll on him.

Yu Feiyu couldn't help but smile wryly, "Big Brother Ye, your medical skills are even better than mine. You should know that even if his injuries recover, it's likely he won't be able to retain his martial arts cultivation, at most only maintaining a Little Grandmaster level."

Ye Feng waved his hand dismissively, "It doesn't matter whether he retains his previous martial arts cultivation or not. In fact, I'm going to remove the residual Qi Force from his body next."

"Remove the remaining Qi Force? Why would you do that?" Yu Feiyu asked, puzzled.

Ye Feng was clearly tired, but after thinking a bit, he said, "It's complicated to explain, but it's probably time to give you a detailed explanation. If you think it's necessary, it's also time to reconsider the direction of your own cultivation."

Seeing how seriously Ye Feng spoke, Yu Feiyu nodded obediently.

The two then left the hospital room for the living room outside. After a brief rest to regulate their breath, Ye Feng explained in detail the differences between a Martial Artist and a Cultivator. Of course, how to choose in the end was still up to Yu Feiyu herself.

After all, the path of a Cultivator was not easy, especially for someone like Yu Feiyu, a Great Power who had stepped into the Divine Path Realm. She would need to scatter her Divine Path, fall back to the Martial King Realm, and then refine the Qi Force into Spirit Essence, a process not only difficult but also painfully enduring the loss of power.

"Here is a Cultivation Technique for Cultivators. If you decide to do it, after falling back in cultivation and realm, you can use it to cultivate!" Ye Feng said, passing over a Cultivation Method and Martial Technique he had snatched from Hong Tiandu.

Yu Feiyu was still in deep thought, obviously struggling with the decision. However, she quickly made up her mind and nodded, "Big Brother Ye, I'll listen to you. To reach further, what does it mean to lose some immediate benefits? I've decided to abandon the Martial Dao and switch from being a Martial Artist to a Cultivator!"

Ye Feng nodded slightly, pleased, "I'm glad you made this decision. You're not only talented, but you're also a person of great will. I believe you will succeed soon."

Yu Feiyu was very happy to hear this praise, as getting recognition from her master was not easy. She thought for a moment and then jokingly said, "Master, do I only have these two strengths? Don't I have any others?"

"Others?" Ye Feng was taken aback.

"For example, I'm also very pretty?" Yu Feiyu said with a smile, curving her lips upward. Indeed, Yu Feiyu possessed a beauty that could topple cities, and in her purple ancient dress, she looked exceptionally tall and graceful with a delicate oval face.

"..." Ye Feng was speechless, completely caught off guard by her remark and quickly changed the subject, "You should go back and rest now. I need to regulate my Qi as well, and then I still have to perform Qi Circulation for Leng Wuming."

"I knew it," Yu Feiyu muttered, then stood up with a show of discontent and walked out.