Ye Qiu’s expression froze.
Xiao Qingdi was dead?
This caught Ye Qiu off guard, and he quickly replied to the message, “How did he die?”
Qilin responded with two words, “Murdered.”
“Who did it?” Ye Qiu asked again.
Qilin replied with a name, and instantly, a cold glint flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes.
“Ye Qiu, stop looking at your phone,” Ye Wudi said, his face beaming with joy, “Today is a day worth celebrating, come and have a drink.”
Ye Qiu put away his phone, raised his glass, and said, “Third Uncle, I toast to you.”
“Cheers!”
The two drained their glasses.
Then Ye Qiu said, “By the way, Third Uncle, when are you and Third Aunt planning to hold the wedding?”
The room fell silent, everyone’s eyes on Ye Wudi.
Ye Wudi chuckled and said, “No rush for the wedding. I’m thinking of waiting until we have a child, then holding the wedding and the baby’s full-month celebration together.”
Was that even possible?
Ye Qiu said, “Third Uncle, that’s not right. Third Aunt is devoted to you, has gone through life and death with you, how can you wait until you have a child to hold the wedding?”
“In my opinion, you should ask the old man to pick an auspicious date, and you and Third Aunt should get married soon.”
“Then, when you have a child later, you can hold the full-month celebration.”
“Grandfather, what do you think?”
Old Master Ye said, “Wudi, you’re not getting any younger. It’s time to settle down.”
“Miss Long is truly devoted to you, you owe her a proper commitment.”
“I think Ye Qiu is right. You two should find a date and hold the wedding soon!”
This…
Ye Wudi scratched his head and asked Long Nü, “Wife, what do you think?”
Long Nü smiled and said, “What everyone doesn’t know is that, according to our customs, the wedding is supposed to be held together with the full-month celebration.”
“Old Master, I think we should wait until we have a child before holding the wedding.”
“Don’t worry, Wudi and I will work hard and aim to conceive this month.”
Ye Wudi chimed in, “Yes, we’ll make it quick, aiming for twins in one go.”
Everyone was stunned. They’d seen couples show affection, but never like this.
The room was silent as a grave.
Ye Wuwei, being a businessman, was the quickest to react and said with a smile, “Come, let’s all raise our glasses and toast to Wudi and Miss Long for a lifetime of happiness.”
Everyone raised their glasses.
For a long time, everyone had been under great tension, and it was only today that they could finally relax.
They drank heartily, and the meal lasted until midnight.
The War God and Master Longbrow, among others, got drunk and stayed over at the Ye household.
“Qiu’er, come with me,” Ye Wushuang said, heading straight to the front courtyard.
Ye Qiu followed.
The two sat down in the courtyard.
“Not too drunk, are you?” Ye Wushuang asked.
“No,” Ye Qiu said with a smile.
A smile also appeared on Ye Wushuang’s face as he said, “These years have been tough on you.”
“Not at all. As long as you returned safely, Father, it was all worth it,” Ye Qiu said.
Ye Wushuang said, “It’s just a pity that I have to return to Kunlun Mountain soon.”
“Father, can’t you stay a few more days?” Ye Qiu was reluctant to part.
After all these years, he had finally reunited with his father, only to face separation again so soon.
“My master has left, so I must go back.”
Ye Wushuang said, “Kunlun Mountain is the foremost of China’s three dragon veins. I need to return to guard it.”
“Moreover, Kunlun is the barrier between the mortal world and the cultivation world. Mortal cultivators who wish to enter the cultivation world must pass through Kunlun.”
“Therefore, Kunlun cannot be left unguarded.”
Ye Qiu asked curiously, “The cultivation world? What kind of world is that?”
“In simple terms, it’s a gathering place for immortal cultivators,” Ye Wushuang said with a look of longing, “It’s said that in that place, the strong are as numerous as clouds, and everyone pursues the path to immortality, seeking eternal life.”
“Secular cultivators, once they reach the peak of the King Realm, must go to the cultivation world, or they will be obliterated by the rules of heaven and earth.”
Ye Qiu recalled what Ziyang Tianzun had said before leaving and asked, “So, Grandmaster is going to the cultivation world?”
“Yes,” Ye Wushuang nodded.
Ye Qiu was shocked. Did that mean Ziyang Tianzun was a peak King Realm powerhouse?
“When will Grandmaster return?” Ye Qiu asked again.
“It’s hard to say,” Ye Wushuang said, “Every world has its own rules. The mortal world cannot sustain powerhouses above the peak King Realm, just as people from the cultivation world cannot easily come to the mortal world.”
“Otherwise, if the mortal world were full of powerful cultivators, wouldn’t it descend into chaos?”
Ye Qiu pressed, “Father, what realm lies beyond the peak King Realm?”
Ye Wushuang said, “Those are still far beyond your reach, so you don’t need to know yet. For now, your task is to focus on improving your cultivation.”
“Cultivation begins at the Foundation Establishment Realm, followed by the Venerable Realm, and then the King Realm.”
“You need to reach the King Realm as soon as possible. Though there aren’t many cultivators in the mortal world, they do exist, including hidden cultivation powerhouses in other countries.”
“Only by becoming a King Realm master can you protect yourself, your friends, and this country.”
Ye Qiu said solemnly, “I will work hard.”
Ye Wushuang added, “Haste makes waste.”
“The path of cultivation is, in essence, a defiance of the heavens. You must take it step by step, building a solid foundation, because the further you go, the harder it becomes.”
“Qiu’er, do you understand?”
Ye Qiu said, “I understand.”
Ye Wushuang took out a pill from his pocket, handed it to Ye Qiu, and said, “Yingzi has sacrificed a lot for our family. This pill can help him recover his cultivation. Give it to him later.”
“Father, why don’t you give it to him yourself?” Ye Qiu asked, puzzled.
Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Yingzi lost his cultivation because of you. You should repay that debt yourself.”
Ye Qiu took the pill and said, “I understand, thank you, Father.”
“No need for thanks between father and son.”
Ye Wushuang said, “Qiu’er, you are now the master of Dragon Gate and a member of the Underworld Palace. I want to ask, have you ever heard of someone called Ghost Servant?”
Ye Qiu answered, “Father, I’ve met Ghost Servant.”
“Where is he?” Ye Wushuang asked urgently.
“He’s dead.”
Instantly, a murderous aura appeared on Ye Wushuang’s face as he asked, “Who killed him?”
Ye Qiu said, “Ghost Servant died from Mandala poison. When I saw him, he was already beyond saving.”
Then, Ye Qiu recounted everything about meeting Ghost Servant in detail to Ye Wushuang.
After listening, Ye Wushuang’s face showed sorrow as he sighed deeply, “Twenty years pass like a dream, things remain, but people are gone!”
Ye Qiu said, “Father, before Ghost Servant died, he gave me a fragmented treasure map. What secret does that map hold?”
