951: Chapter 947: Visiting the Four Elders of the Ye Family 951: Chapter 947: Visiting the Four Elders of the Ye Family Due to the urgency of time, Ye Tian, the Black Widow, and Dracula didn’t linger for long.
They quickly found a car in the garage, and then, with Dracula driving, they headed toward Two Rivers Town.
This time, after the battle with the fake Yun Xinyan, Ye Tian was injured so severely that he couldn’t even perform Qinggong…
The Black Widow and Dracula were utterly shocked!
Since joining Night King Hall, it was the first time they had seen Ye Tian suffer such grave injuries.
Who was capable of hurting Ye Tian like this?
Driving to Two Rivers Town would take much longer than using Qinggong, so Ye Tian took advantage of the time to meditate and channel his energy in the back seat of the car…
In the fight against the fake Yun Xinyan, Ye Tian had adopted a desperate approach, fighting with everything he had.
Naturally, the wounds he suffered were as expected.
If it weren’t for that, Ye Tian wouldn’t have lost consciousness and collapsed after defeating the fake Yun Xinyan.
Ye Tian didn’t know how the fake Yun Xinyan had escaped or what method she used.
At that moment, the only thought in Ye Tian’s mind was that his wife Yun Xinyan was missing.
Not only had Yun Xinyan disappeared, but the child in her womb—Ye Tian and Yun Xinyan’s love’s most precious fruit—was also gone!
A mother and child missing—Ye Tian was naturally desperate with worry, and thus had no time to properly recover from his injuries…
Only on the way to Two Rivers Town did Ye Tian finally have the chance to heal.
Besides external injuries, Ye Tian also suffered damage to his internal organs.
Given Ye Tian’s recovery ability, wounds on his flesh and skin would heal naturally in a few days.
However, internal injuries required time to be carefully treated.
Ye Tian closed his eyes, letting the energy within his body circulate throughout.
With his mastery in medical arts, he quickly unblocked the obstructed acupoints.
Yet, even so, his full recovery would take quite a long time.
“Thud!”
While meditating, Ye Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, a testament to the severity of his injuries!
“Boss, are you okay?”
“Do you need my help?”
The Black Widow and Dracula immediately queried, their voices filled with concern.
In their memory, Ye Tian had never looked this wretched…
“I’m fine.
Keep driving,”
Ye Tian waved his hand as he spoke.
Though spitting blood, it was an expected occurrence during his intensive healing process.
Given the severity of his injuries, Ye Tian couldn’t avoid exerting maximum effort during his healing.
However, this inevitably placed immense strain on his blood vessels—resulting in moments of blood expulsion if he wasn’t careful…
After wiping the blood from his mouth, Ye Tian resumed his healing efforts.
Thankfully, his internal energy was gradually recovering.
Before long, Ye Tian began to feel a subtle yet indescribable relief in his body…
Of course, this relief didn’t mean Ye Tian’s injuries were healed.
In truth, he remained far from full recovery!
The car drove along the highway for a full day before finally arriving at Two Rivers Town.
During this time, Ye Tian continued cultivating the Silent Qi of the Nether God, taking the opportunity to nurture his body and mind.
While his injuries were far from healed, his mental state had improved slightly…
Two Rivers Town was the location of the Ye Clan.
With no clues on hand after the fake Yun Xinyan’s escape, Ye Tian could only seek help from the well-informed Ye Clan.
The Night King Hall and Ye Clan were allies.
Moreover, Ye Tian’s extraordinary display on Tianshan Mountain had convinced the Ye Clan elders that Ye Tian was destined to save the Martial Arts World.
As a result, the elders treated Ye Tian with profound respect.
“Ye Tian, we didn’t expect you to come here.
If you’d informed us earlier, we would have prepared a proper welcome feast for you!”
The Ye Clan’s leader, Ye Zhihuan, greeted Ye Tian enthusiastically upon his arrival.
But Ye Tian gave a bitter smile and replied, “No need for a welcoming banquet—I know the Ye Clan’s fare is no better than what you’d find at roadside eateries.”
This remark was, of course, a jest.
Ye Tian held no intention of mocking the Ye Clan.
Because the Ye Clan cared for a Pixiu—a mythical divine beast—the entire household was impoverished.
Ye Tian understood this and would never burden them unnecessarily.
Meanwhile, Ye Zhiran, Ye Zhicang, and Ye Zhirong closely inspected Ye Tian’s injuries!
“Ye Tian, how did you end up so badly hurt?
Who did this to you?”
“Has Lord Long’s household already come for you?”
“With injuries this severe, you should be resting in Night King Hall.
Why are you traveling around?”
The trio spoke one after another.
None of them could possibly grasp the anguish hidden in Ye Tian’s heart.
“My injuries aren’t a problem.
As for who wounded me, I don’t actually know…”
While speaking, Ye Tian seemed weak and out of breath—a stark contrast to how he usually was.
The four elders of the Ye Clan exchanged anxious looks.
Clearly, Ye Tian had encountered an incredibly formidable adversary.
The fact that he hadn’t secluded himself to recover likely meant there was something more important weighing on him.
The group entered the Ye Clan’s courtyard and proceeded to the guest hall.
Once inside, Ye Tian glanced at Ye Zhicang and said, “Ye Zhicang, there’s something I need to discuss with you privately.
May I?”
Ye Tian’s direct request for a private conversation surprised everyone.
Nevertheless, since it was his request, they could only comply.
“Alright!”
Ye Zhicang nodded and promptly stood up.
Ye Tian also stood and addressed the Black Widow and Dracula: “Alice, Dracula, wait here.
I have important matters to discuss with Ye Zhicang!”
“Yes!” “Yes!”
The Black Widow and Dracula, ever loyal to Ye Tian, naturally obeyed without hesitation.
Following this, Ye Tian and Ye Zhicang made their way to the Ye Clan’s backyard…
The backyard used to be a forbidden area within the Ye Clan, but since Ye Tian had intruded on it once before, the clan no longer held reservations against him entering.
Ye Zhicang led Ye Tian to the backyard because the tranquil surroundings made it the perfect place for serious discussions…
“Ye Tian, judging from your serious demeanor, something major must have happened.
There’s no one else around here—if you have something to say, just speak freely!”
Ye Zhicang said straightforwardly as Ye Tian sighed and sat down beside him on a stone bench in the yard.
The bench was once inscribed with tadpole-like writings containing the Innate Cultivation Technique.
However, to protect the technique, the Ye Clan had removed the inscriptions and preserved the technique on paper instead.
“Ye Zhicang, this time, the opponent I faced wasn’t just powerful—they were also incredibly cunning!”
Ye Tian said directly, sharing everything about his encounter with the fake Yun Xinyan and the ensuing battle.
Ye Zhicang listened intently, his heart filled with alarm.
He hadn’t realized there existed such formidable Martial Artists whose techniques resembled wicked sorcery!
“Ye Tian, are you serious?
That person could transform into your wife’s likeness?
This isn’t ‘martial arts’—it’s ‘spells,’ isn’t it?”
Ye Zhicang exclaimed.
Though skilled in martial arts, Ye Zhicang found some techniques implausible.
To replicate another person—not just their appearance but their scent, voice, and expressions—every little detail, would be impossible!
Could such a technique actually exist in this world?
Seeing Ye Zhicang’s skepticism, Ye Tian insisted, “Ye Zhicang, you may find it hard to believe, but this is the truth!
What concerns me most now is my wife’s whereabouts.
Because of my negligence, she was swapped out without my realizing, and the real Xinyan is nowhere to be found.
No matter how slim the hope, I refuse to stop searching for her!”
Ye Tian spoke grimly, his sorrow evident in every word.
This was why Ye Tian, despite his grave injuries, hadn’t prioritized his own recovery…
In such circumstances, anyone else might also lack the mind to focus on self-healing…
“Ye Zhicang, the only clues I have are that the perpetrator possesses transformation abilities and their true appearance!”
Ye Tian declared emphatically before taking out a blank sheet of paper and beginning to paint…
Having been taught by a master since childhood, Ye Tian had learned an array of skills—including painting.
Though he seldom showcased it, Ye Tian’s artwork was not only lifelike but imbued with Spiritual Energy.
As Ye Tian painted the likeness of the fake Yun Xinyan, Ye Zhicang couldn’t help but watch in awe!
“Wow!
Ye Tian, your artistry is beyond words!
I’ve never seen such fluid strokes and a painting come so vividly to life!”
Ye Zhicang exclaimed in admiration.
Though he himself had delved into painting over the years, he found his skills were nowhere near Ye Tian’s level!
“You flatter me…”
Ye Tian responded casually, indifferent to the praise regarding his painting abilities.
What mattered to him was whether this artwork could lead to his wife.
“Done!”
After half an hour, Ye Tian finally completed the painting depicting the face of the fake Yun Xinyan.
He handed the paper to Ye Zhicang.
“Ye Zhicang, this person impersonated my wife and fought me.
This is their appearance.
With your knowledge, do you recognize them?”