On our wedding day, I castrated my fiancée's white moonlight.

Ye Fan's eyes grew serious as he watched Wang Danian leave.

Modern firearms are probably only effective against those below the Martial Emperor level. However, those at the Martial Grandmaster level, like my father Ye Zhengrong, possess protective qi that makes them impervious to blades, spears, water, and fire!

Even a sniper rifle might not be effective against martial artists above the Martial Grandmaster level!

Only by elevating one's own level of understanding can one truly protect oneself!

Suddenly, Ye Fan noticed.

"What happened? My cultivation level has dropped?"

He actually fell from a sixth-level martial artist to a third-level martial artist!

The Chaos Cauldron replied, "Master! Although your cultivation level has dropped, haven't you noticed? The martial meridians within your body have increased from two to four!"

"With the increase in the number of martial veins, internal energy is spread out evenly, naturally causing a drop in cultivation level!"

Ye Fan indeed felt that his originally surging Ren and Du meridians suddenly became four.

His martial arts training speed also increased fourfold!

Cultivating martial arts cannot be rushed. Ye Fan was still worried about Eighth Sister, so he went to Shen Murong's room.

The sisters Hua Nongyu and Hua Nongyue were serving, while the duke's guards stood guard outside.

Ye Fan asked in surprise, "Eighth Sister, why are you up?"

Shen Murong, whose heart had been pierced by a sword, had already gotten out of bed and was still enjoying her meal with a chicken leg in her hand. If it weren't for her Ninth Aunt Shen Hong's persuasion, she might have even wanted to drink alcohol.

Shen Murong was in excellent condition, showing no signs of injury: "I should be asking you that, little brother, when did you learn medicine?"

"I thought I was going to die, but my mother said that you used a few silver needles to stabilize my injuries!"

Ye Fan was even more surprised.

The stone tablet in the chaotic space describes it as: The Thirteen Needles of Ghosts can bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bones.

It can regenerate the heart! It can restore a severed head!

Ye Fan thought this was an exaggeration. Could it be true?

"The Cauldron of Chaos and All Things! Are the Thirteen Ghost Needles really that terrifying?"

A haughty voice echoed in his mind from the Chaos Cauldron: "Hmph! This cauldron has said it before, this is the strongest medical technique in all realms, do you think it's a joke?"

Ye Fan stepped forward and grasped Shen Murong's wrist!

Checking his pulse, it was indeed very steady, as strong as an ox.

"Eighth Sister, I need to see the wound."

"Yeah, you see."

Shen Murong blushed and, without any hesitation, pulled open her clothes.

Ye Fan looked down and saw a wound that had already healed on the snow-white peak.

I reached out and touched it a couple of times, and the muscles had already healed.

"The Thirteen Ghost Needles are truly amazing!"

"Young man, where did you learn your medical skills?"

Ye Fan casually explained, "A few years ago, I met an old man with a white beard, and he came to teach me at night!"

Shen Murong's expression changed slightly, and he exchanged a glance with Shen Hong.

"Xiao Fan, Rong'er said you can learn martial arts now? Was it that white-bearded old man who helped you?"

"Um."

Ye Fan decided to make the best of a bad situation. The matter of the Chaos Cauldron was too shocking and was his biggest secret!

He was not prepared to tell anyone, "Yes, he said I've been poisoned!"

"This is a slow-acting poison that lurked in my body for years, almost causing me to lose my fertility!"

"What?!"

Shen Murong slammed her hand on the table, stood up angrily, her beautiful eyes filled with rage!

Shen Hong, who was standing to the side, grabbed her hand, her expression also extremely solemn.

Ye Fan continued, "Eighth Sister, my poison is mostly gone, don't worry."

Shen Murong then slowly sat down: "Little brother, promise me one thing!"

"Eighth Sister, you speak."

"First, unless absolutely necessary, don't reveal that you know martial arts!"

"Secondly, I am a dead man for the next few days."

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed: "Is Eighth Sister worried that the assassins will come again?"

Shen Murong shook his head: "No! This assassination attempt failed, and the eyes of the entire Great Xia Dragon Capital are on the Duke's Mansion. The assassins will not dare to make another move in a short period of time."

"There are some restless people in my northern camp! Now that news of my 'death' has reached them, those with ulterior motives will eventually be exposed!"

Half an hour later, Ye Fan left Shen Murong's room.

Eighth Sister doesn't need to be served. She plans to have a good talk with Shen Hong tonight. Hua Nongyu and Hua Nongyue leave with Ye Fan!

"Mother! They've gone too far! They clearly promised Ye Engong that as long as my brother doesn't practice martial arts, he can live out his remaining years in peace!" Shen Murong gritted her teeth, her heart burning with boundless rage.

"What kind of lousy reclusive family is this! Not a single word they say counts!"

"They even went so far as to poison him! They're trying to sever our benefactor's bloodline!"

Shen Hong's gaze was solemn: "Rong'er, the most urgent matter is Ye Fan's martial arts training; this must not be spread."

"Otherwise, given their excellent intelligence, Xiao Fan would likely be in even greater danger!"

"I know!"

Shen Murong was restless and paced back and forth in the room.

She took a deep breath: "We must inform the other sisters about this!"

Shen Hong frowned: "Rong'er, who is the white-bearded old man Ye Fan mentioned?"

"Could it be someone sent by Mother?"

……

Deep in a valley of ice, thousands of miles of ice cover the land, and human habitation is gone.

Surprisingly, a huge light curtain was inverted in the valley, with endless starlight falling down. The valley inside the light curtain was like spring all year round, and hot springs were flowing.

A magnificent and luxurious building, resembling a palace of the gods, stands tall!

"Father, news has come from the capital of Great Xia that that good-for-nothing has suddenly acted like he's taken the wrong medicine these past two days!" A middle-aged man walked into the largest hall.

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the old man standing with his hands behind his back flashed a smug look on his face: "Heh, after all, he's of the Ye family bloodline. Even if half of his bloodline comes from that bastard, he's not someone those ants in the mortal world can handle!"

A flicker of jealousy flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes: "It's all Ye Zhengrong's fault! If it weren't for him, how could my Ye family bloodline have been contaminated by that bastard?"

"Ye Zhengrong is foolish! He abandoned the Holy Maiden to fall for a bastard!"

The middle-aged man was both jealous and unable to let go of his resentment: "If Ye Zhengrong had agreed to that saint back then, my Ye family would not be where we are today..."

"never mind!"

A hint of regret flashed in the old man's eyes, and he shook his head slightly.

"Keep an eye on that good-for-nothing!"

"If he is still within the Great Xia Kingdom, his life or death is in his own hands! There's no need to interfere. But if he tries to step out of the Great Xia Kingdom, kill him!" His voice was calm, as if he were deciding the life or death of an ant.

……

Inside Ye Fan's bedroom in the Duke's mansion.

Boxes containing more than three hundred pills were placed on the table, the floor, and the bed.

"I couldn't practice martial arts before, so the Duke's mansion only had low-grade pills, which were usually used to reward the guards."

"If the quality isn't good enough, quantity will make up for it. Three hundred pills should be enough for me to reach the Martial Master realm, right?"

Ye Fan closed his eyes.

He entered the chaotic space, collected all the pills, and swallowed a handful in one go!

The medicine's effects spread, and a warm current rushed from the dantian into the limbs and bones!

Fourth-tier martial artist!

Fifth-tier martial artist!

……

Seventh-tier martial artist!

Time in the chaotic space is almost infinite. After an unknown amount of time, Ye Fan finished the last pill and his cultivation level had just reached the ninth level of martial artist!

"With so many pills, even a martial arts master can't break through?" Ye Fan complained.

The Chaos Cauldron said, "Master! You now possess four martial meridians!"

"If this were converted to the average martial artist, you could break through to the Martial Master realm four times from scratch!"

Ye Fan was speechless: "So, having too many martial veins is actually a burden?"

The Chaos Cauldron said, "Wrong! Master, martial arts realm is not equivalent to a martial artist's combat power!"

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Ye Fan's heart stirred.

"If a first-tier martial artist has a combat power of 1, a second-tier martial artist has a combat power of 2... all the way up to a ninth-tier martial artist, whose combat power is 9."

"So, a first-tier martial artist's combat power doubles, becoming 18; a second-tier martial artist's combat power is 36; and a third-tier martial artist's combat power is 48!"

The Cauldron of Chaos asked, "Master, what have you discovered?"

Ye Fan replied, "The same major realm! The level corresponds to how many times the combat power of the first level of this major realm!"

"If I advance to the next major realm, my combat power will double!"

The Chaos Cauldron exclaimed in praise, "Intelligent!"

"And the number of martial veins multiplies combat power several times over!"

Ye Fan was pleasantly surprised: "I have four martial meridians!"

"If an ordinary ninth-tier martial artist has a combat power of 9, then a ninth-tier martial artist with four martial meridians would have a combat power of..."

"36!"

"My combat strength is now equivalent to a second-tier martial artist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan felt a surge of blood and qi churning within his body!

"puff--!"

He spat out another mouthful of black blood!

"Oh no, the poison has flared up again..."

Ye Fan quickly left the Chaotic Graveyard, calling out softly towards the door, "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yue..."