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

Ye Fu stared blankly at Ye Fan!

The look in his grandson's eyes reminded him of someone from many years ago!

"Grandpa, are you afraid of them?"

Ye Fu smiled wryly: "Xiao Fan, you don't understand... Any one of the forces in Zhongzhou could wipe out all the hidden families in the East! They're not even in the same league!"

"So what?"

Ye Fan stood up, hands behind his back: "Even the founder of the Central Plains Holy Land, was he born a Holy Lord?"

"They too rose from obscurity, step by step!"

The Ye family members were dumbfounded, their mouths agape as they stared in astonishment at this reckless 'madman'!

Ye Zhendong couldn't hold back any longer: "Are you crazy! Do you know what a Holy Land is? A Martial Emperor! That's where old monsters at the Martial Emperor level are stationed! You're just a first-tier Grand Martial Master..."

"Big brother is right!"

Ye Zhenxi chimed in, his voice urgent: "Our Ye family almost couldn't even withstand the Blood Robe Sect, let alone the Holy Land! That's suicide!"

Ye Zhennan also shook his head: "Ye Fan, we acknowledge your strength, but a place like the Holy Land isn't as simple as you think..."

The three of them started talking, one after another!

"That's enough!"

Ye Fu roared!

The hall fell silent instantly.

The old man propped himself up on the ground, his cloudy eyes sweeping over his three sons. His voice was hoarse but filled with overwhelming rage: "If Xiao Fan hadn't come today, your three corpses would be cold by now!"

"The entire Ye family, more than one hundred people, are all dead!"

"How dare you stay here?"

The three brothers blushed and lowered their heads!

Seeing his three sons' behavior, Ye Fu was utterly disappointed: "Afraid of this and afraid of that, compared to your fourth son, all three of you combined are not even worth a single finger of his!"

Ye Fu sighed deeply: "If it weren't for Xiao Fan, my Ye family would have been wiped out today!"

"We've long since become lost souls, with no one even to collect our corpses!"

Ye Zhendong's lips moved as if he wanted to refute, but in the end he didn't say anything!

Ye Zhenxi lowered his head, his ears turning red!

Ye Zhennan clenched his fists, feeling unconvinced, but unable to find any words to refute him!

The facts are clear!

If it weren't for Ye Fan, the Ye family would have been wiped out!

Ye Fu took a deep breath, turned to look at Ye Fan, his eyes filled with determination: "From today onwards, all of the Ye family's resources will be fully dedicated to supporting Xiao Fan!"

"father!"

The three of them panicked!

"Shut up, all of you! If you dare to utter another word, you'll be expelled from the Ye family!" Ye Fu roared.

The three brothers looked at each other in bewilderment!

He was resentful, but dared not utter another word!

Ye Fu shook his head: "Whether the Ye family can rise to prominence depends on this!"

Ye Fan didn't say anything more!

He possesses the Heaven and Earth Furnace, capable of replicating everything, and therefore has no need for the Ye family's resources!

Then, Ye Fan walked up to Ye Fu and squatted down: "Grandpa, let me take a look at your legs."

Ye Fu shook his head: "No need to look at him. He's been crippled for almost twenty years. His bones have atrophied. There's no hope."

Ye Fan ignored him and directly lifted up Ye Fu's trouser leg!

His legs were emaciated and the muscles had completely atrophied!

The bones below the knees are twisted and deformed, and the broken meridians have formed dead knots!

Ye Fan pressed his fingers on several acupoints, channeling his internal energy to carefully examine them!

"There's still hope!"

Ye Fu paused for a moment, then waved his hand: "Xiao Fan, Grandpa knows you're filial, but don't try to comfort me. I know my own leg best..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Ye Fan has already taken out the silver needles from the chaotic space!

Thirteen Ghost Needles!

The first needle was inserted into Zusanli (ST36)!

The second needle did not penetrate Yanglingquan!

The third needle was inserted into the Xuanzhong acupoint!

As the three needles were inserted, Ye Fu's body trembled violently!

"this……"

He looked down at his legs, and a strange, almost forgotten sensation rose from his knees—

itch!

It's that kind of itching that comes from blood flowing back through dead tissue!

"My legs... I can feel them again?"

Ye Fu's voice was trembling!

Twenty years! A full twenty years! His legs have never felt anything!

Ye Zhendong and the other two were stunned and all looked over!

Ye Fan continued to administer the acupuncture, the fourth needle, the fifth needle... all thirteen needles were inserted!

Ye Fu's legs began to change visibly; the atrophied muscles swelled slightly, and the twisted bones made a faint cracking sound!

That's all for today!

Ye Fan removed the needles, a fine sheen of sweat on his forehead: "There are too many knots in your meridians. You'll need acupuncture every three days. It should take about two months for you to stand up again!"

It's not that the Thirteen Ghost Needles are ineffective, but rather that Ye Fu's leg has been necrotic for too long!

If it was a recent injury, you should be able to recover and walk around today!

Two months is the time it takes for Ye Fu's legs to recover, not the time required for the Thirteen Ghost Needles!

Ye Fu stared blankly at his legs, then looked up at Ye Fan!

The old man's lips trembled for a long time, and his eyes reddened again!

"Zhengrong...you've raised a fine son..."

Ye Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Grandpa, there's something else I want to ask you."

"you say."

"Who exactly is my mother?"

Ye Fu's expression became complicated.

After a moment of silence, he finally spoke: "I don't know much either... Your father has that temper; he keeps everything to himself and never tells the truth."

"Are they from the Xuanyuan clan?"

Ye Fu nodded: "It should be!"

Ye Fan's eyes lit up!

The Xuanyuan Clan of Zhongzhou!

The clues I got from Xuanyuan Hao at the auction have now been confirmed by my grandfather!

"What's her name?"

Ye Fu shook his head: "I don't know. Your father never told us her full name. All we know is that her surname is Xuanyuan."

"Don't you even know the name?"

Ye Fan was disappointed.

Seeing Ye Fan's disappointed expression, Ye Fu recalled, "Zheng Rong always called her... Arou."

"Ah Rou?"

Ye Fan etched these two words into his heart!

"What else? Her cultivation level? Her status within the Xuanyuan Clan?"

Ye Fu sighed helplessly, "Xiao Fan, your father's mouth is as tight as iron!"

"He only said one sentence—'The less you know about Arou, the safer you are.'"

Ye Fan remained silent for a moment.

There's too little information!

All I know is that her mother's surname is Xuanyuan, her nickname is Arou, and she comes from the Xuanyuan clan of Zhongzhou!

But this is already much more than before!

That's enough.

Ye Fan stood up: "We can talk in detail once your leg has healed."

"Xiao Fan!" Ye Fu grabbed his hand.

The old man's gaze was solemn: "Be careful of the Xuanyuan Clan. That family... is not an ordinary hidden family in the Central Continent. They are more than a hundred times stronger than our Ye family."

……

at the same time.

Beyond the East China Sea.

The Royal Palace of Fusang Kingdom.

"What? The envoy has been killed?"

The King of Fusang suddenly stood up from his throne, smashing the teacup in his hand to the ground and shattering it into powder!

"All five envoys were beheaded and their heads displayed to the public?"

The messenger, kneeling on the ground, trembled: "Yes! The Great Xia Zhenbei King ordered his execution in court! He also declared... that he does not recognize our Fusang nation's name and calls us... Japanese pirates..."

"You bastard!"

The King of Fusang kicked over the imperial desk!

His face was ashen, veins bulging: "The mere Great Xia! A small, secular country in the East! How dare they humiliate my Fusang!"

"Send word! The entire Ronin Army is to be mobilized! Harass all coastal shipping lanes of Great Xia!"

"May every Great Xia merchant ship that passes through the East China Sea sink!"

"yes!"

……

The Great Xia East Sea, Yongning Port.

Shen Murong stood on the watchtower, his brows furrowed.

Within three days, Japanese pirates attacked seventeen merchant ships, burned down three fishing villages, and killed over four hundred civilians!

What's even more troublesome is that these Japanese pirates are all in the water!

The soldiers of Great Xia are elite land warriors who have fought for more than a decade in the harsh northern lands, but when it comes to naval warfare? They are complete amateurs!

"General! Another merchant ship has been hijacked!" a scout ran up.

Shen Murong gripped his sword tightly: "Where are the Japanese pirates?"

"They looted and ran, disappearing into the sea! Our boat couldn't catch them at all!"

The Japanese pirates' small boats were light and agile, moving like the wind.

The warships of the Great Xia were too heavy to maneuver properly in shallow waters!

We did have guns, but the Japanese pirates were bobbing up and down on the water, and the distance was far, so the hit rate was pitifully low!

Shen Murong's fists clenched so tightly they cracked!

Damn it!