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

Follow Nalan Fengyun back to the inner courtyard.

Ye Fan asked in surprise, "Grandpa, aren't you afraid of retaliation from the Nalan family for taking such action?"

Nalan Fengyun smiled, looking at Ye Fan with a meaningful gaze: "When you attacked the Crimson Merchant Guild, the Wang family of Zhongzhou, and even publicly killed the Grand Elder of the Crimson Merchant Guild, weren't you afraid of retaliation?"

Ye Fan's expression was strange.

Nalan Fengyun said, "Kid, don't worry."

"As long as the Nalan family knows that I have recovered four martial meridians, they will absolutely not dare to attack me again!"

"Do you know what four martial veins mean? Even the lord of a holy land only has three martial veins!"

"Back in the day, I was the number one genius in Beihai! The Nalan family owes their current status to me! They dare to touch me? You try letting them touch one of them!"

Nalan Fengyun was very confident.

Ye Fan was somewhat surprised.

Can someone become a Holy Lord with just three martial veins?

"Hmph! And you, brat, with so many resources at your disposal, you're only a first-tier Martial King?"

"You're so lazy! Let me see your talent!"

He finished speaking and didn't wait for Ye Fan to react.

He raised his hand and grabbed Ye Fan's wrist.

next second.

Nalan Fengyun's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on Ye Fan in disbelief: "You... Hiss! How is this possible!"

He let go in alarm and took several steps back!

Unable to resist any longer, he stepped forward again and grabbed Ye Fan's wrist: "Hiss! My god! It really is twelve martial meridians! You actually have twelve martial meridians in your body? Holy crap!"

Nalan Fengyun could no longer control himself and jumped up!

excitement!

tremble!

Rapid breathing!

The way they looked at Ye Fan completely changed!

It was like looking at a monster! A complete and utter monster!

It's like looking at a perfect treasure! A flawless work of art!

"Twelve martial meridians! They're actually the legendary twelve martial meridians! Kid, why didn't you say so sooner!" Nalan Fengyun trembled all over, so excited that he was incoherent, pacing back and forth in the courtyard.

"Do you know what the twelve martial meridians mean?"

Ye Fan replied, "I know, at the same cultivation level, twelve times the internal energy! Twelve times the combat power! Twelve times the strength!"

Nalan Fengyun roared, "Who told you that? This isn't just twelve times! This is invincible!"

"If I were given twelve martial veins, I would be the number one martial artist in the North Sea!"

"If you gave me twelve martial veins, I dare to demand that the Holy Land change its master!"

"If I were given twelve martial meridians, I could definitely become a Martial God in my lifetime!"

Ye Fan was stunned: "No way, becoming a Martial God is that easy?"

Nalan Fengyun angrily pounded his chest and stamped his feet: "Boy, what do you think martial veins are?"

"Who's your master? Tell him to come out here!"

"Such a promising talent, and he's turned him into this! Outrageous! What a waste!"

Ye Fan touched his nose.

If Ye Shitian heard this, I wonder what his reaction would be?

As he was thinking this, Nalan Fengyun shouted, "From now on, you are not allowed to go anywhere. You will stay by my side!"

"I will personally teach you. A first-tier Martial King? Not enough!"

"In the future, you will become a Martial Venerable! You will contend with the holy sons and goddesses of the Holy Land! Hahahaha..."

Nalan Fengyun became more and more excited as he spoke, gesturing wildly.

Jumping up and down on the spot!

His face was flushed, as if he could already imagine the day when a martial god he had personally nurtured would rule the world!

……

Over the next few days, Nalan Fengyun began to subject Ye Fan to grueling training!

On the training ground of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion.

"Your waist and stance should be in harmony! When you punch, the power should come from your feet, not from your arm! Idiot!"

"You brat, you have twelve martial meridians, but your foundation is a complete mess! You're treating gold like dirt!"

Nalan Fengyun held a bamboo whip in his hand.

Without any mercy, the whip struck Ye Fan's back, making a crisp "smack" sound.

Ye Fan grimaced, but didn't complain at all.

He deeply understood the differences between the two training methods.

What Ye Shitian taught was a pure killing technique! It was a one-hit kill, leaving no room for retreat, and every move was aimed at the enemy's vital points, filled with the aura of blood and death.

What Nalan Fengyun teaches is how a true martial artist can exert the strongest combat power in the most effortless way on the ever-changing battlefield!

A simple step, the angle of a punch, the arc of a sword swing—all contain the profound principles of martial arts.

This is the accumulation of a profound foundation!

Back in Shencheng, the number one auction house in the world was as stable as a mountain, with Consort Xiao Rong and Consort Xiao Ya in charge, so Ye Fan was very at ease.

Now, all that's left is for Li Youruo's Eastern Depot to bring back definite news about the Taiyin Holy Land, to confirm whether the imprisoned man is indeed her father, Ye Zhengrong!

Ye Fan then calmed down completely and immersed himself in Nalan Fengyun's teachings, frantically absorbing martial arts knowledge that he had never encountered before!

……

At the same time, in Beihai, at the Nalan family's residence.

The atmosphere was oppressive inside an ancient and imposing council hall.

"This is outrageous!"

Nalan Fenghua slammed his palm on the black ironwood table in front of him, and the tabletop, which was as hard as iron, was instantly covered with cracks!

"What is Nalan Fengyun planning to do? Rebel?"

"A cripple who crippled himself and eked out a living in that barbaric land of the East for sixteen years! How dare he kill a direct descendant of my Nalan family! And even dare to issue a ban on my entire Nalan family!"

"Who does he think he is? Does he think it's still sixteen years ago?"

Nalan Fenghua's voice echoed in the hall, filled with rage and the humiliation of being provoked.

Both sides of the main hall.

More than ten elders of the Nalan family were all silent and trembling, even their breathing became cautious.

half an hour.

An older elder cautiously spoke up: "Fifth Uncle, this matter... seems strange in every way!"

"Nalan Fengyun's martial meridians were completely severed; we witnessed this with our own eyes back then. How did he recover?"

"And once he recovered, he possessed the strength of a seventh-tier Martial Venerable. Behind this..."

He paused, lowering his voice even further: "Could it be... that someone with extraordinary abilities is helping him? That kid named Ye Fan has recently risen to fame in Zhongzhou, and his background is said to be incredibly mysterious..."

"A master?"

Nalan Fenghua scoffed dismissively, interrupting him.

"What kind of master can revive a severed meridian? I think he was just faking his injury back then! That old bastard is cunning and scheming; he's been biding his time, plotting something sinister!"

The more Nalan Fenghua thought about it, the more convinced she became, and the murderous intent in her eyes intensified.

As the Grand Elder of Law Enforcement, he had been in charge of the family's punishments for many years, and his authority was deeply ingrained in his bones. He had never suffered such a humiliation.

Nalan Fengyun's actions not only slapped the face of the Nalan family, but also slapped the face of Nalan Fenghua!

"Fifth Uncle, what should we do now? Nalan Fengyun is, after all,...Third Uncle, his seniority is..." another elder hesitated.

"seniority in the family?"

Nalan Fenghua laughed, a chilling laugh. "A cripple who's left the family, dares to talk about seniority?"

He suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in the center of the hall!

Finally, he abruptly stopped, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "Send someone to talk to him again. If they can't reach an agreement, kill him!"