Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 470 - 468: The arrival of the three Clan Elders of the Hong Family, difficulties arise!

The battle came and went swiftly. By the time the heavy rain ceased, so had the fighting. Below the Sword Saint Palace, the sea was strewn with floating corpses, all disciples of the Sword Saint Palace. As for Ye Feng's side, although several were injured, some seriously, not one had died.

At this moment, the Hidden Guard led by Shadow had also retreated from inside the Sword Saint Palace, indicating that the battle there had concluded as well.

"Your Majesty," Shadow immediately reported with clasped hands, "I have searched as you instructed and did not find the Sword Saint Palace's treasure vault."

Long Nannan was most concerned about this and immediately stepped forward to ask, "Not finding the vault, isn't that unlikely? Such a massive Sword Saint Palace, with a heritage spanning hundreds or even a thousand years, couldn't possibly be without a treasure vault, could it?"

Shadow did not answer because she only ever takes orders from Ye Feng. She had never paid attention to anyone else.

Ye Feng nodded slightly and said, "It seems that the important items were likely carried personally by the two Sword Saints."

Shadow immediately replied, "It should be so. I only found a few chests of gold and silver treasures. As per your orders, I've already instructed the Hidden Guard to transport them away."

Ye Feng twirled the Demon Blade Muramasa in his hand. He had thought to wipe out the Sword Saint Palace in one fell swoop this time, yet the two Sword Saints were not present, and even the five Saint Heirs, including the chief culprit Okamoto, were not in the Sword Saint Palace. Without exterminating these core individuals, it couldn't be considered that the legacy of the Sword Saint Palace had been destroyed.

"Shadow, you take the Hidden Guard and go back first. The rest, return to the ship and wait for me. I will be back shortly!" After speaking, Ye Feng shot up into the air and in the blink of an eye, he soared to the cliff top, landing in front of the Sword Saint Palace's courtyard.

Before him stood the grand gate of the Sword Saint Palace, magnificently enormous, with four pillars that took two adults to embrace each one. A large, dark red plaque hung above the gate with the bold and impressive characters "Sword Saint Palace" written on it.

Ye Feng had returned specifically for this plaque. With a single great clasp of his hand through the air, the huge plaque came crashing down, flying straight toward him.

"Let's go!" Ye Feng walked on air, his inner Spirit Essence enveloping the plaque, which hovered at his side as he flew back down.

Seeing Ye Feng with the plaque beside him, Long Nannan couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Little Martial Uncle, did you go back just for that plaque? I thought you might have discovered their treasure vault suddenly. Dull, it's not fun at all."

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "You may regard this plaque as a useless piece of wood, but for the Sword Saint Palace, it has tremendous significance."

With that, Ye Feng waved his hand, tossing the plaque to Sima Zhantian, and said in a deep voice, "After you return, hang this plaque on the gate of the Martial Academy. It will let the entire world know that Xuanyuan Nation is not a country anyone can offend easily."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Sima Zhantian immediately took the command, thrilled at the thought of hanging the Sword Saint Palace's plaque on the Martial Academy's wall for all the academy's disciples to see upon entering and leaving. They would surely be excited and impassioned.

Long Nannan couldn't help saying, "Little Martial Uncle, if you do this, it won't be long before those two Sword Saints and their so-called Saint Heirs, and possibly even the legendary Onmyoji, will come looking for you."

Ye Feng sneered, "All the better if they come. I'm afraid they'll spend their lives holed up, too scared to step forward. This score won't be settled until that chief culprit Okamoto is dead!"

After finishing, he gestured grandly and said, "Let's go, set a course for home!"

The ship immediately turned westward, and the sky suddenly cleared up. Although they hadn't exacted complete revenge for Cao Yi, destroying most of the Sword Saint Palace had noticeably improved everyone's mood.

Three hours later, the group returned to the imperial capital. Sima Zhantian immediately took the large plaque to the Imperial Martial Academy and ordered it to be hung in the most conspicuous place in front of the academy's gate. The people had been about to inquire about the outcome, but as soon as they saw the plaque, they understood everything. The entire nation was abuzz.

To Ye Feng's surprise, hanging the Sword Saint Palace's plaque at the academy sparked a national craze for martial arts, greatly enhancing the spirit of the country's people. This was undoubtedly excellent propaganda and education.

Of course, after returning, he no longer concerned himself with the affairs of the academy. Now that the academy was under the care of the Second Sect Leader, and many experienced masters from the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts had come to assist, there was nothing left for him to worry about.

After returning to the Northern Cloud Residence, Ye Feng went straight to the backyard to visit Leng Wuming. To his delight, Leng Wuming had finally woken up and was recovering faster than anticipated.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for obtaining medicine for me. I am deeply grateful!" As soon as Leng Wuming saw Ye Feng enter, he tried to kneel in thanks from the bed.

Ye Feng waved him off and said, "No need for such formalities. Though we are in a lord-servant relationship, we are also brothers. Besides, you were injured. By the looks of it, you should be mostly recovered."

Leng Wuming said, "In three more days, I should be able to get out of bed and walk."

Ye Feng nodded slightly, thought for a moment, then decided to explain the differences between practicing Martial Dao and being a Cultivator. He also emphasized that both Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian had embarked on the path of Cultivators.

Leng Wuming immediately fell into contemplation. Of course, he knew what his lord meant. If he continued on the Martial Dao, his achievements would be limited and he might even get weeded out eventually, possibly unable to follow his lord any longer.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Actually, this incident could be a blessing in disguise for you. The Martial Artist Qi in your body has been completely removed by me. Over the next three days, I will continue to infuse you with Spirit Essence to serve as your foundation. Here is a Dao Technique for Cultivators. You can study it for now, and once you are fully recovered, you can start cultivating!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Leng Wuming was deeply moved, again attempting to kneel in thanks.

"Let's do away with such formalities between us. Keep a level head. Though you are starting from scratch, you have skipped the step of dissolving Qi Force. With your talent, and my Spirit Essence as a foundation, I'm confident you'll re-enter the Foundation Establishment Stage soon!"

Ye Feng finished speaking and then prepared once again to transfer Spirit Essence to Leng Wuming.

Leng Wuming couldn't help but feel incredibly guilty and asked, "My Lord, by continuously transferring Spirit Essence to me like this, won't it affect you adversely? If that's the case, you don't need to do so; I can perform the healing myself, even if it's at a slower pace."

"Don't worry, it's only a very small fraction, and it basically has no impact on me," Ye Feng said with a light laugh. "Moreover, given your current physical condition, even if I wanted to transfer more Spirit Essence to you, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to withstand it."

After Leng Wuming nodded slightly and fell silent, Ye Feng began to circulate his Qi, and within the span of half a cup of tea, the deed was done. He then stepped out, thinking that after doing these things, he should be able to take a good breather and rest for a while before setting foot into the legendary Outer Battlefield.

But to his immense surprise, as soon as he moved from the backyard to the main hall, the front guard hurriedly came to report.

"Reporting to My Lord, someone from the Outer Sect asks for an audience, claiming to be a visitor from the Hong Family of the Ancient Clan."

"How many people from the Ancient Clan Hong Family have come, and are they here to see me or the Princess Consort?" Ye Feng rapidly fired three questions.

"Three people have come, and they said they wish to see My Lord. They did not mention the Princess Consort!" The gate guard replied.

Ye Feng's brows furrowed slightly, suspecting that the Hong Family was again here concerning Hong Qingyan's matter. However, the fact that they didn't go directly to Hong Qingyan but instead sought him left him somewhat puzzled.

"Have them wait in the parlor," Ye Feng decided after some thought.

"Yes!" The gate guard left to carry out the order.

As Ye Feng crossed the veranda to the parlor on the left side, he immediately noticed three individuals from the Ancient Clan Hong Family being led his way by the steward.

All three were elderly, with white hair signifying their advanced years. At first glance, their aura did not seem vigorous or powerful; they looked almost like ordinary people, showing no outward sign of their strength.

However, Ye Feng's expression grew serious. Others might not perceive it, but with his profound spiritual power, he could see that the reason these three seemed unremarkable was that they had reached the stage of 'Return to Simplicity.'

Evidently, these three individuals from the Hong Family had reached a higher Cultivation Realm than even the Deputy Sect and Confucian Sect elders, likely being Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm. Judging by this, they must be Elders of the Hong Clan.

"Truly, one of the Four Great Ancient Clans that has inherited over two thousand years of history has an unfathomable depth of heritage, incomparable to the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts!" Ye Feng thought to himself with a silent sigh.

The three Hong Clan Elders quickly made their way into the parlor, while Ye Feng stood in the center of the hall, making no move to step forward. Since their intentions were unclear, he naturally wouldn't show undue courtesy, especially considering the past conflicts between them.

One of the Elders, dressed in Tang attire, was the first to fold his hands in greeting, "I presume this must be the renowned Ye Feng, Daoist Friend Ye, correct?"

He referred to Ye Feng not as Young Master Ye or Young Hero Ye but as Daoist Friend, effectively placing Ye Feng on equal status, while also indicating that they were aware of his identity as a cultivator.

Ye Feng folded his hands in return, "Indeed, it is I. May I have the honor of knowing how to refer to the three of you?"

"I am Hong Tianze, and these two are my brothers, Hong Dize and Hong Renze," Hong Tianze introduced himself with a modest hand gesture and a polite smile.

"So they are the three Elders of the Ancient Clan Hong Family; it's a pleasure to meet you. Please, have a seat," Ye Feng said, motioning for a servant to serve tea before he himself returned to the main seat.

Once the servants had served tea and left the room, the three Hong Clan Elders seemed content with sipping tea and made no attempt to start a conversation.

Ye Feng knew these old men were intentionally wearing down his patience, and he inwardly sneered, but outwardly he said, "The three Hong Clan Elders have lived secluded lives for many years. Have you come a long way to experience the vibrant city life? If that's the case, then I would be delighted to keep you company and show you around."

Since the other party refused to clarify their motive, Ye Feng was in no hurry to pressure them. Outlasting him in patience was not an option.

Hong Tianze smiled, "Indeed, things in the secular world change too rapidly. We've not been around this bustling metropolis for many years, and it truly amazes us."

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"To hear that," replied Ye Feng with a smile, "the three of you should indeed take your time to explore."

Seeing Ye Feng's composed demeanor, Hong Renze became the one who could no longer hold back, asking, "We have come from afar, and are you not curious as to why we are here?"

Ye Feng thought to himself that it was about time they asked, then replied with a smile, "I am indeed curious. Surely the three of you didn't just come to admire the sights of this grand city, did you?"

Narrowing his eyes, Hong Renze thought Ye Feng was adept at playing coy and thus let out a cold snort, "Ye Feng, we are all men of status, so let's not beat around the bush and get straight to the point."

Ye Feng laughed heartily, "Excellent. I oversee numerous affairs daily and probably don't have the time for idle chit-chat."

Hong Renze grunted, "Ordinarily, as you are a junior and we are Clan Elders, we should not interfere with the conflicts between you and our younger clan members, Hong Jiutian, and Hong Tiandu. However, there is one matter we cannot overlook, nor can we turn a blind eye to it!"