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

When Ye Fan rushed back to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, the backyard was already crowded with people!

A large, colorful bird crashed in the center of the training ground, shattering the floor tiles and scattering feathers all over the ground!

The bird had seven or eight deep wounds that exposed the bone. Its chest heaved violently twice, and then it stopped moving!

Ye Weini fell onto the bird's back, half of her body sliding to the ground!

Her clothes were soaked in blood, and her face was as pale as paper!

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Fan pushed through the crowd!

He rushed to Ye Weini in two strides and placed two fingers on her pulse!

Irregular pulse!

Qi and blood flow in reverse!

Three of my meridians were severed!

There is blood stasis in the five internal organs!

There was still a lingering killing intent along the spine!

"Hua Nongyu, go and get the jade vase from the third drawer in my room!"

As Ye Fan spoke, he took out three silver needles from the Chaos Space and inserted them into Ye Weini's three acupoints: Tanzhong, Qihai, and Mingmen!

First, seal off the reversed flow of qi and blood!

"Well……"

Ye Weini let out a muffled groan of pain!

I slowly opened my eyes, and my vision was blurry for a few seconds before it focused!

When she realized that the person in front of her was Ye Fan, her lips trembled slightly!

"Ye... Ye Fan..."

"Don't speak, stabilize the injuries first!"

"No!"

Ye Weini grabbed Ye Fan's wrist, her nails digging into his flesh, her voice hoarse: "Uncle and the others... are still there... they'll die!"

Ye Fan pressed her hand down: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's the Blood-Clad Clan!"

Ye Weini gritted her teeth, her eyes red-rimmed: "We left Daxia Longdu, just after crossing the border... and they came!"

"There are at least twenty Martial Grandmasters! And one... an old man in a red robe, even my uncle isn't a match for him!"

Ye Fan frowned: "What grudge does the Blood-Clad Sect have against your Ye family?"

"A grudge from thirty years ago!"

Ye Weini coughed violently, blood frothing at the corner of her mouth: "My uncle and the other two stopped the pursuers... they told me to escape... I... I couldn't escape, so I flew towards you..."

Her eyes held an extremely complex emotion!

Shame, resentment, and a hint of dependence that she herself was unaware of!

She used to be the one spying on Ye Fan!

She's now begging Ye Fan for help!

"Please...go save them..."

Ye Weini's voice grew weaker and weaker.

Ye Fan remained silent for two seconds.

Yezhen East, Yezhen West, Yezhen South...

These three people aren't exactly good people, but they're related to me by blood!

But the reclusive Ye family also has a grandfather whose legs were crippled while protecting him as an infant!

And what about the mother!

Clues to the father!

All of these things are related to the reclusive Ye family!

Ye Fan uttered two words: "Position!"

Ye Weini weakly pointed in a direction: "Northwest... deep in the Yunling Mountains... the Ye family's secluded place... it would take at least two days and two nights to ride a fast horse from here..."

After saying this, she completely fainted.

Hua Nongyu ran over and handed over the jade bottle. Ye Fan fed Ye Weini a pill, and after confirming that she was not in immediate danger, he stood up.

"Wang Danian!"

"Your subordinate is here!"

Wang Danian rushed out from the crowd.

"Gather two thousand Imperial Guards, and depart in fifteen minutes!"

"yes!"

"Little brother!"

Three voices rang out simultaneously.

Consort Xiao Rong, Consort Xiao Ya, and Shen Murong spoke almost simultaneously.

"I'll go with you!" Shen Murong said directly.

Consort Xiao Rong nodded: "Yes! Let's go together!"

Ye Fan shook his head: "No."

"I'm worried about you going alone!" Shen Murong's tone left no room for negotiation.

Ye Fan raised his head, his gaze calmly sweeping over the three of them:

"Eighth Sister, the Great Xia Dynasty has just declared war on the Japanese pirates. Who's overseeing the troop deployment along the coast?"

"Sister Rongfei, the Number One Manor in the World has just moved here, and those Martial Grandmasters are still in the city. If you're not here, who will keep order?"

"And Ye Weini is injured and needs someone to take care of her! The Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is our base of operations. If we all leave, what will we do if something goes wrong?"

Consort Xiao Ya panicked: "Are you going to lead two thousand Imperial Guards to your death by yourself? The enemy has more than twenty Martial Grandmasters!"

Shen Murong frowned: "Have Ninth Sister and Tenth Sister guard the Prince's Mansion. I'll take some men and go with you!"

Ye Fan shook his head: "No need!"

"Wang Danian, what are you waiting for?"

"No!"

The three men stopped Ye Fan. If they were ordinary secular forces, they would have believed in Ye Fan's abilities!

But the opponent is the Blood Robe Sect. What does it mean to have more than twenty Martial Grandmasters? They can wipe out a secular dynasty with overwhelming force!

"Alright!"

A calm voice came from behind!

Everyone turned around!

Shen Hong emerged from behind the moon gate, looked at the crowd, and said without a trace of emotion, "Let him go! You all stay in the Prince's residence!"

Shen Murong turned around: "Mother!"

Shen Hong walked up to Ye Fan and looked him up and down: "This child has far more secrets than you can imagine!"

"Someone who can kill a seventh-level Martial Grandmaster with a single sword strike, do you think he needs your protection?"

The three of them were stunned.

Shen Hong continued, "The three of you stay here and hold the rear!"

"He can create more miracles than you can help him!"

Complete silence!

Shen Murong took a deep breath and stared intently at Ye Fan: "You better come back alive."

Ye Fan chuckled: "Eighth Sister, when did you become so fussy?"

Shen Murong punched him on the shoulder, turned around and left, his back stiff.

Just as Ye Fan was about to leave, a slender figure blocked his way.

Tang Miaoyi.

She didn't say anything more, but simply took a cloth bag from her bosom and handed it over.

Ye Fan took the ball, opened it, and saw three fist-sized iron balls with dense patterns engraved on their surface. He could vaguely sense a violent energy fluctuation inside.

"A grenade?" Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

Tang Miaoyi nodded: "Grind the gunpowder and the sixth-tier magical beast core into powder, and compress it into an iron shell according to your blueprints!"

"I haven't tested how powerful it is yet, but theoretically... it won't be much weaker than your sword strike."

She paused, then added, "There are only three, use them sparingly."

Ye Fan put the cloth bag away and looked at Tang Miaoyi.

Tang Miaoyi lowered her head, her ears slightly red, and said softly, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Ye Fan reached out and ruffled the top of her head.

"Wang Danian, come with me!"

……

Two days and two nights.

They rode at breakneck speed, day and night without rest.

Two thousand Imperial Guards followed Ye Fan, traversing the Eastern Wilderness and crossing three mountain ranges, finally arriving deep within the Yunling Mountains on the morning of the third day.

From afar, one can see a huge stone gate standing at the entrance of the valley.

A powerful "Ye" character is carved on the stone gate.

This is the gate of the reclusive Ye family.

Wang Danian spurred his horse forward, then suddenly pulled hard on the reins: "Your Highness! Ahead..."

Ye Fan had already seen it.

The stone gate was half-open, the array inscriptions were dim and lifeless, and the protective array had completely collapsed!

"Is this the reclusive Ye family?"

Ye Fan's expression was somewhat complicated!

Corpses lay scattered on the ground.

There were Ye family disciples dressed in gray, and unfamiliar faces wearing blood-red robes.

The blood had congealed and turned black, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.

Ye Fan dismounted and walked to the nearest corpse.

The Ye family disciple, around twenty years old, died with a penetrating wound in his chest, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Looking ahead, the number of corpses increased, stretching from the entrance into the depths of the valley, with no end in sight.

"This is... a massacre..." Wang Danian swallowed hard.

Ye Fan raised his head, his gaze passing over the corpse and the broken stone gate, and looking towards the group of buildings shrouded in a thin mist deep in the valley.

The reclusive Ye family.

His bloodline land!

Today is my first time stepping in!

But he was stepping on a ground covered in blood!