My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 811 - 812: Arrival at the Dongfang Family

Chapter 811: Chapter 812: Arrival at the Dongfang Family

What?

The Dongfang Family!!

Upon hearing Ye Wudao’s words, General Zhao’s face turned ashen with terror, his lips trembling and turning purple. "What? Could it be the legendary cultivation family that presides over the four provinces of the Eastern Region—the Dongfang Family?"

The warriors of the Martial Arts Division also wore expressions of shock, mumbling among themselves.

"The Dongfang Family is a legendary cultivation family!"

"A grand family with True Pill cultivators, far beyond the reach of any martial artist power!"

"Completely unrestricted, unbound!"

Even Elder Wang’s gaze grew incomparably grave. "If this truly is the work of the Dongfang Family, this is a real catastrophe! That’s a slumbering titan in the Eastern Region, standing firm for a millennium—capable of bending even the three greatest forces to its will..."

Cultivation families have always avoided worldly affairs, rarely involving themselves in mundane matters. Their sole focus is the Dao, living only for cultivation!

If a cultivation family steps in!

Don’t even mention Elder Wang and the handful of Martial Arts Division troops here; even if their numbers were multiplied tenfold, a hundredfold, victory would be uncertain!

After all, the chasm between a cultivator and a martial artist is tremendous!

Unbridgeable!

"Young Master Ye, should we investigate thoroughly? After all, anything concerning cultivation families is of immense significance!" Elder Wang advised cautiously.

"No need to investigate. I’ll personally go to the Dongfang Family." Ye Wudao spoke.

Boom!

His words sent shockwaves through the gathering!

"What? The young master is going to the Dongfang Family personally?"

"The Dongfang Family is a cultivation family. They won’t spare you any consideration!"

"Even though you’re the Kunlun Young Master, Kunlun is merely one of the top three powers in the martial artist realm. Being turned away at the door would be merciful..." Some individuals murmured privately.

Elder Wang’s face tensed with worry, urging quickly, "Young Master Ye, this is absolutely inadvisable! If you truly wish to investigate the Dongfang Family, you must at least summon the Kunlun army to ensure your safety!"

Elder Wang was simply an elder at Kunlun’s Jiang Province outpost. If Ye Wudao were to meet with misfortune under his watch, he couldn’t bear to shoulder the blame!

"I’m not investigating; I’m capturing someone!" Ye Wudao’s gaze sharpened.

Seeing he couldn’t dissuade Ye Wudao, Elder Wang forced a bitter smile and ordered his subordinates, "Notify all Kunlun disciples at the outpost; prepare to fight to the death..."

"Uh, Elder Wang, cough, cough, I just remembered urgent business elsewhere, so I won’t be able to accompany Young Master Ye. I’ll excuse myself now!" General Zhao quickly found an excuse and fled at once!

What a joke!

The Martial Arts Division has no authority over cultivation families!

Elder Wang, being a Kunlun elder, had no choice but to follow Ye Wudao’s orders due to his position!

But he couldn’t be foolish enough to accompany Kunlun’s young master into the Dongfang Family. That was comparable to a kitten provoking a tiger!

Seeking death!

"Elder Wang, it’s unnecessary!" Ye Wudao waved him off. "I’ll take my men and head out; you stay here."

Ye Wudao paused before speaking again. "Remember to give Old Master Su a proper burial!"

What?

Elder Wang’s face changed as he nodded with a formal salute. "Understood, I will give Old Master Su a grand burial with all honors!"

Ye Wudao nodded in return.

"Young Master, time is of the essence. Let us depart!" Zhao Qingtian spoke.

"Alright."

...

The Dongfang Family!

Being one of Dragon Country’s prestigious cultivation families, the Dongfang Family was situated in Lingang City in Jiang Province, presiding over the coastal shores of the East Sea with a legacy spanning over 1,200 years.

Its lineage flourished like a mighty tree, with one direct branch and seven collateral branches, encompassing nearly ten thousand members.

Three mysterious black cars departed from Jiangbei, speeding towards the shores of the East Sea.

Sitting in the owner’s seat of the lead black Rolls-Royce, Ye Wudao picked up a clean cloth and began carefully polishing the battle blade in his hand.

At that moment, Zhao Qingtian, seated in the front passenger seat, spoke up. "Young Master, Kunlun has sent over information regarding the Dongfang Family!"

"Read it!"

"The Dongfang Family has a total of seven True Pill cultivators. You’ve already killed three, leaving four remaining. They command nearly a hundred Battle Saints, with over twenty peak-tier Battle Saints! Below the rank of Battle Saints, their martial artists are countless. Their direct and collateral branches amount to almost ten thousand members in total!"

Zhao Qingtian continued after a pause. "Although the Dongfang Family has lost three True Pill cultivators, their Family Head, Dongfang Xiao, is an experienced mid-stage True Pill cultivator. He alone can fend off ten early-stage True Pill cultivators—his strength is unfathomable!"

Hiss!

A stunned silence filled the car!

Yan Donglai, Dugu Zhan, Will, and others turned pale!

The Dongfang Family’s power was utterly astonishing!

Ye Wudao continued polishing his blade, his gaze sharp as he remarked, "Heh, the Dongfang Family is indeed formidable!"

"Young Master, given our current strength, if a conflict arises within the Dongfang Family, the death rate is projected at sixty-seven percent!" Zhao Qingtian cautioned. "I suggest summoning reinforcements from Kunlun, preferably the Kunlun Seven Saints, to intimidate the Dongfang Family!"

Yan Donglai reminded, "Indeed, calling for Kunlun reinforcements is the safest course of action!"

"If the Seven Saints get involved, even if just one of them is dispatched, the Dongfang Family would have no choice but to surrender!" Dugu Zhan and Will added.

The Kunlun Seven Saints, each of whom is at least a late-stage True Pill cultivator!

One alone could overpower the Dongfang Family!

"My seven masters have sealed themselves in isolated cultivation, avoiding worldly affairs. This can be hidden from ordinary martial artists but not from the Dongfang Family!"

Ye Wudao continued polishing his blade, the cold metallic gleam reflecting in the sunlight. "Heh, the Dongfang Family may seem strong and numerous, but realistically, the only real challenge lies with the four True Pill cultivators—or, more accurately, just Dongfang Xiao alone!"

"Indeed, Dongfang Xiao is a seasoned mid-stage True Pill cultivator!"

"This is truly difficult!" Yan Donglai and the others were weighed down by the enormity of the situation.

Zhao Qingtian spoke, "Young Master, I can handle one, or at most two, early-stage True Pill cultivators by myself! However, Dongfang Xiao’s strength is far too great; only you can deal with him!"

Ye Wudao finished polishing his blade and smiled faintly. "Senior Brother, there’s no need! I’ll handle all the Dongfang Family’s True Pill cultivators myself!"

Crash!

His words sent ripples of shock throughout the car!

Ye Wudao’s declaration dripped with confidence, arrogance, and pride!

One man to deal with all the Dongfang Family’s cultivators!

Zhao Qingtian and the others exchanged looks, their expressions varied.

"If you’d said this earlier, I wouldn’t have believed you, Young Master. But now—I believe it fully!" Zhao Qingtian stated.

"Me too!" Yan Donglai’s faith in Ye Wudao’s strength bordered on blind worship.

"Humph, daring to provoke the Young Master—you’ll pay the ultimate price!" Dugu Zhan and Will remarked.

At 7 p.m.

The evening sun dipped into the horizon as a gentle sea breeze carried with it a faint killing intent!

"Young Master, we’ve arrived at the Dongfang Family. Let me test the waters first!" Zhao Qingtian suggested.

Ye Wudao, still sitting inside the car, replied calmly, "Hmm."

The Dongfang Family estate spanned tens of thousands of acres, its proximity to both ocean and mountains deemed auspicious in feng shui. Within its grounds stood a towering red pagoda shrouded perpetually in mist, known as the Dongfang Tower—the family’s unmistakable symbol!

"Tsk tsk, the Dongfang Family truly exudes an extraordinary aura!"

"Indeed, worthy of a cultivation family—far superior to any martial artist family in influence!" Yan Donglai and others marveled as they surveyed the grounds.

At this moment, a patrol squad composed of pseudo-Saint-level experts appeared outside the Dongfang Family’s gates.

"Captain, there are people here!"

"Definitely some martial artist families coming to suck up and curry favor with our Dongfang Family!"

"Drive them away!" Some of the patrol members suggested, their attitudes arrogant, accustomed to dominance.

"Something feels off!" The leader of the squad, a fourth-grade Battle Saint, remarked. "Judging by their bearing, they don’t seem like members of martial artist families. Instead, they resemble heirs from cultivation families. Let’s clarify their purpose first!"

The captain led his men toward Ye Wudao and spoke. "This is Dongfang Family territory. If you’re here to visit relatives or friends, you’ll need an invitation!"

"Invitation? Heh, we don’t have such trinkets!" Yan Donglai sneered.

The captain’s face turned icy. "Without an invitation, you need to leave! Here’s my advice—anyone who dares trespass within a hundred steps of the Dongfang Family, no matter who they are, will be executed without mercy!"

Unfazed, Zhao Qingtian stepped forward, ignoring the captain’s words entirely!

"Kill them!" The captain roared, gesturing for the dozen patrol members to attack Zhao Qingtian weapon in hand.

Zhao Qingtian’s gaze turned chilling. As the senior disciple of Kunlun—a peerless talent second only to Ye Wudao—his unmatched strength was evident. With one powerful palm strike, he unleashed a force akin to a tiger’s roar, utterly devastating.

Boom!

Under a single strike, all of the Dongfang Family’s patrol members were sent flying, left either dead or grievously injured!

"A peak Battle Saint!" The captain’s face turned deathly pale as he staggered back in fear. "Who... who are you?"

Just then, an enraged voice erupted. "Zhao Qingtian, how dare you run rampant in Dongfang Family’s territory!"

A red-robed elder appeared, his formidable aura marking him as a peak Battle Saint!

"Ninth Elder!" The captain immediately bowed with respect.

"Zhao Qingtian, killing members of my Dongfang Family—do you think you owe us an explanation?" The Ninth Elder demanded, his gaze seething with fury.

"Explanation?" A magnetic, mocking voice sounded. "Heh, I believe it’s your Dongfang Family that owes me an explanation!"

Who?

The Ninth Elder raised his head just as the door of the Rolls-Royce creaked open, revealing a young man dressed in black. Stepping out, he exuded unparalleled charisma and nobility, his piercing gaze like a blade that made others shy away.

"Who are you?" The Ninth Elder’s expression shifted.

The young man clasped his hands behind his back and replied calmly, "Kunlun—Ye Wudao!"