Eternal Holy Emperor
Chapter 34 - 32: Confrontation with Ye Zhengyang

Chapter 34: Chapter 32: Confrontation with Ye Zhengyang

In the Martial Arts Arena, all the young men and women were left dumbfounded.

Ye Chen was considered a piece of trash, and although Ye Hua was not very strong, he was still at the Sixth Level of the Acquired Realm, while Ye Chen was merely at the Third Realm of the Acquired. The gap spanned three whole levels.

Yet now, Ye Hua was kicked away in a single encounter, the contrast seemed a bit too extreme.

Ye Zhengyang’s pupils shrank; this "trash" appeared to have made significant improvements in these four months.

Ye Zimei was, however, delighted because she felt that Ye Chen’s strength had indeed increased a lot.

The Third Elder and the family stewards were all shocked; since when had Ye Chen become so powerful, and they hadn’t even noticed.

Ye Chen glanced indifferently at Ye Hua on the ground, then turned and walked away.

At that moment, Ye Hua, holding back his intense pain, stood up, his eyes bloodshot and he roared, "Ye Chen, you dare to kick me, this won’t end so easily—"

"Brother Ye Chen, be careful—" Ye Zimei exclaimed in alarm.

However, before she could finish her words, Ye Chen kicked Ye Hua in the face, and he was sent flying once again, his nose caved in, blood spurting from his nose and mouth, mixed with a few teeth, in a tragic display.

His face was completely ruined.

Stunned!

Everyone was stunned!

Other than being dumbfounded, the people present were still dumbfounded; this "trash" was too ferocious.

Ye Chen dusted off his hands, glanced at Ye Hua lying on the ground, and said, "Who needs your forgiveness? If you don’t want to die, then get lost. This young master has no spare time to waste on you. If you dare to make a move again, I’ll cripple you right away."

Ye Hua wanted to drop a few harsh threats, but seeing those eyes filled with indifferent ruthlessness, like a hunter coldly eyeing his prey, fear instantly rose in his heart. He understood that Ye Chen was definitely not joking and turned his head to seek help from Ye Zhengyang.

At this time, Ye Zhengyang’s expression was also not looking good. After all, he was responsible for instructing these clan juniors today. Ye Chen’s ruthless actions, not only striking Ye Hua in his presence, had also completely overshadowed his limelight.

If he didn’t step forward, where would he put his own face?

Ye Zhengyang stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Cousin Ye Chen, anyway, I am responsible for guiding these younger brothers and sisters today. You hit cousin Ye Hua without saying a word, aren’t you failing to take me into account?"

Ye Zimei’s face changed slightly, clearly understanding that Ye Zhengyang was intentionally making things difficult for Ye Chen, and she hurriedly spoke up for Ye Chen, "Cousin Zhengyang, everyone here saw that it was Ye Hua who initiated the attack to harm Brother Ye Chen. Brother Ye Chen was only righteously defending himself, and he has done nothing wrong."

Seeing the woman he admired speak up for that "trash" Ye Chen time and time again, Ye Zhengyang’s expression darkened even more and said, "Zimei, no matter what, Ye Chen needs to give me an explanation today."

"Ye Zhengyang, you—" Ye Zimei was about to retort, but her delicate wrist was suddenly pulled. As she tried to break free, she realized it was Ye Chen who had taken her hand. She relaxed, letting him hold her hand. A faint blush crept over her lovely face, but she made no move to struggle.

"Sister Zimei, let me handle this. Matters between men should be settled by men," Ye Chen said to her with a gentle smile. Ye Zimei stared at him, then her face flushed with shyness, and she timidly nodded her head.

Seeing this, Ye Zhengyang’s expression turned icy in an instant, ready to speak. But at that moment, Ye Chen suddenly addressed him, "Alright, since Cousin Zhengyang has spoken, if I don’t give you an explanation, it wouldn’t be right. Cousin Zhengyang, I’m sorry, I hit Ye Hua. Is that acceptable?"

"..."

Ye Zhengyang’s entire expression darkened, what was the meaning of this? It wasn’t so much an explanation as it seemed like he was being played with, which infuriated him.

And the rest of the clan’s younger generation was somewhat dumbfounded. It was one thing for Ye Chen to have hit Ye Hua, but now his tone clearly seemed to be provoking Ye Zhengyang, the leading figure of the younger generation of the family—was his courage too great?

"Ye Chen, are you mocking me?" Ye Zhengyang shouted.

"Look here, Cousin Zhengyang, didn’t you say that if I hit Ye Hua, I should tell you? Now haven’t I told you? Yet here you are accusing me of mocking you, so who is really doing the accusing here?"

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, an innocent look on his face. Although everyone felt there might be some sense in Ye Chen’s words, why did it all sound so uncomfortable?

Ye Zhengyang snorted, "Though you say so, striking someone on your own in front of me, Cousin Ye Chen, you really seem to not take me seriously."

Ye Chen laughed, though it was more of a cold laugh, looking at Ye Zhengyang he said, "Ye Zhengyang, everyone saw clearly what just happened. As for your accusation of me attacking unprovoked, anyone could see that it was Ye Hua who struck first, yet I didn’t see you stop him. Now, I merely defended myself, and you blame me. I have to say, aren’t you being overly biased against me?"

Many of the clan’s young members couldn’t help but nod their heads in agreement, but they all bowed their heads, not daring to speak out, under Ye Zhengyang’s icy gaze.

The Third Elder and several managers didn’t open their mouths either. They looked at Ye Zhengyang, and at this moment, it was also a test.

Ye Zhengyang said coldly, "Still daring to quibble at this point? Everyone has witnessed that you, Ye Chen, deliberately injured Ye Hua, disrupted the order of the Martial Arts Arena, showed insubordination, and challenged the coach’s authority. Third Elder, I sincerely request that the family conduct a judgement on Ye Chen."

Family judgement!?

Upon hearing this term, Ye Chen’s expression instantly became grave.

The so-called family judgement was an assessment conducted for family members accused of serious wrongdoings, carried out by all the high-ranking family members, to decide on the family member’s charges.

If found innocent, fine, but if guilty...

At the least, imprisonment; at the worst, they would receive severe punishment, even stripping them of their Cultivation.

The other younger members of the family in attendance couldn’t help but inhale sharply, pitying Ye Chen with their gazes. Those subject to a family judgement seldom had a good outcome.

"Grandfather, you mustn’t," urgently interjected Ye Zimei, fearing the heavy responsibility that would befall Ye Chen if he were judged.

After a moment of silence, the Third Elder actually nodded, saying, "It is well, summon the men to detain Ye Chen and begin the family judgement."

As these words fell, several burly men suddenly stepped forward swiftly, aiming to pin Ye Chen and block his movements, but the Inner Strength within Ye Chen burst forth, repelling these men, preventing them from getting close.

The Third Elder’s eyes widened as he shouted, "Ye Chen, do you really intend to resist?"

Ye Chen merely smiled coldly, waving his sleeve, "I can walk by myself."

He knew resistance was futile; when an elder spoke, their authority was second only to his father, the Family Head. Any opposition would only add to his troubles.

The Third Elder’s face darkened slightly, but he said no more; the burly men naturally did not dare to step forward and lay hands on him.

"Ye Chen, do you need this old man to lend a hand and deal with these people? It would be as easy as turning over my hand," a faint voice rang out, and from the Ancient Ring drifted a phantom figure, the mysterious Elder Yan, casually glancing at the others around.

However, Elder Yan’s sudden appearance seemed non-existent to everyone present, as if they couldn’t see him at all.

This was Elder Yan’s special technique; unless one possessed truly fearsome power, nobody could see him unless he chose to reveal himself.

Ye Chen shook his head; he wanted to see how these family elders would judge him. If they truly made up charges against him, suppressed him, and persecuted him, he wouldn’t mind teaching these old men a lesson they’d remember for a lifetime.

As for the so-called family judgement, he had never taken it seriously.

"Brother Ye Chen, don’t worry, Ye Zimei will testify to your innocence," Ye Zimei stepped forward, her delicate and charming face came into view, bringing a gentle, pleasant fragrance that was intoxicating.

"Thank you," answered Ye Chen sincerely, gratitude for her support at such a time. He pinched the girl’s slightly rosy cheek with a gentle smile, sunny and eye-catching, "Don’t worry, I’ll be fine."

Beholding the young man’s handsome and radiant smile, Ye Zimei was taken aback...

...

In the East District of Luofeng City, within a magnificent estate, grand doors swung open, and a dignified white-robed elder emerged.

As he appeared, people on the streets cast their gaze upon the chest badge shaped like a tripod furnace with a star sparkling on it. They all couldn’t help but look up with awe.

A luxurious chariot stopped in front of the white-robed elder; the charioteer respectfully asked, "Master Li Yun, where would you like to go?"

The elder smiled faintly and answered, "To the Ye Family."