wo days later, when the flying tower carrying Ling Xiao and the other two hovered above the Ye family residence, the entire Qingfeng City erupted in a frenzy!
Countless prodigies and saintesses from various forces stood in the streets, craning their necks to gaze up at the figure in black standing with hands behind his back atop the tower. Even though they couldn't see Ling Xiao's face, it didn't dampen their deep reverence for this Young Master from Shengzhou.
"I love you, Young Master Ling Xiao!"
"Favor me, Young Master Ling Xiao!"
"Young Master Ling Xiao… humiliate me!"
Especially those proud maidens who prided themselves on their looks—at this moment, they were like cats in heat, screaming loudly and eagerly at the figure on the tower.
Many ordinary residents of Qingfeng City, who had no idea what was happening, stared in stunned silence at these saintesses who were usually so lofty and unattainable. Now, they were flaunting their figures like courtesans in a brothel, their mouths hanging open in disbelief.
"Who is this Young Master Ling Xiao?"
In an instant, the name "Ling Xiao" spread throughout every corner of the Northern Wilderness. Even ordinary mortals who had never stepped onto the path of immortality knew that the most famous young master in the Northern Wilderness now was surnamed Ling, given name Xiao.
"Welcome Young Master Ling Xiao to the Ye family!!"
"Welcome Young Master Ling Xiao!!"
In the main hall of the Ye family residence:
Ling Xiao sat in the seat of honor, with Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiao'er standing beside him, behaving as obediently as two maidservants. To think that with their statuses—wherever they went, they were usually the center of admiration—yet now, in front of Young Master Ling Xiao, there was not a trace of arrogance on their faces. All they felt was the honor of being able to stand by his side.
"You all need not be so formal."
Ling Xiao smiled gently—nothing like the arrogant and overbearing figure rumored outside. Instead, his smile made people feel warm.
The Young Master from Shengzhou… is actually smiling at us?
Many members of the Ye family were already overwhelmed with excitement, their faces flushed red, as if they were on the verge of ecstasy.
"Have all the young members of your Ye family gathered here?"
Ling Xiao's gaze swept across the main hall. He noticed that among the younger generation present, not a single person bore the aura of destiny. His brows furrowed slightly.
"Why isn't Cousin Ye Fan here?"
Ye Qingchan also looked at Ye Liufeng in confusion.
"Ah? Ye Fan… Ye Fan said he was going into seclusion early this morning. I'll send someone to fetch him right away—this rude boy!"
Ye Liufeng never dreamed that Ye Qingchan would mention Ye Fan, that good-for-nothing, in front of Young Master Ling Xiao. He quickly gave Ye Sheng and the others a meaningful look.
"Young Master, please wait a moment. I'll go get Ye Fan right now."
Ye Sheng bowed respectfully to Ling Xiao, then turned and walked out of the main hall.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao slowly closed his eyes, as if feeling a little tired. But deep down, he couldn't help but wonder: What kind of trump cards would Ye Fan hold?
When dealing with a Child of Destiny, Ling Xiao dared not let his guard down for even a moment. These Children of Destiny were initially protected by the Heavenly Dao; one wrong move, and it might be him who fell.
Therefore, he had to proceed with extreme caution at every step, handling every detail carefully—even the smallest ones could not be overlooked.
Of course, Ling Xiao's main purpose in searching for Children of Destiny in the Four Wildernesses was not to plunder their destiny aura (though that was a secondary goal), but rather to find the fortune that had summoned him here. If that fortune was indeed related to his Heavenly Demon true form, it would definitely be a treasure capable of reaching the heavens—far more precious than destiny aura.
Besides, when it came to plundering destiny aura, the Children of Destiny in Shengzhou undoubtedly had far more of it. Calculating the time, it was almost time for him to return to his family—after all, in a few days, it would be his engagement date.
A cold, arrogant, and immortal-like beautiful face gradually emerged in his mind. An unconscious smile tugged at the corner of Ling Xiao's lips. Ye Qingchan was beautiful, and Feng Jiao'er was alluring enough—but when it came to his fiancée, she was truly a goddess soaring high in the nine heavens.
At this moment, in a remote small courtyard at the back of the Ye family residence:
Ye Sheng and the others kicked open the courtyard gate and strode in.
"I really don't understand what Cousin Qingchan was thinking, mentioning Ye Fan that good-for-nothing in front of the Young Master. Does she want to bring shame to our Ye family?"
A member of the Ye family named Ye Mei complained softly.
"Ye Mei, watch your mouth!"
Ye Sheng glared at her, but his own face was grim. Ye Qingchan had always been closer to Ye Fan than she was to him. Besides, Ye Qingchan was now a favorite of Ling Xiao—offending her would do the Ye family no good at all.
Ye Fan was born with useless meridians. Since Young Master Ling Xiao had come to select young prodigies this time, Ye Fan had nothing to do with it in any way. Presumably, once Young Master Ling Xiao met him, he would definitely be disappointed.
"Ye Sheng, what are you all here for?"
In the courtyard, Ye Fan walked out of the house, dressed in white.
"Huh? How dare you speak to the young master like that? Do you believe I'll slap your face off?"
Ye Mei stepped forward in a flash, lifting her hand to slap Ye Fan across the face. But at that very moment!!
She clearly saw a faint dark glow flash in Ye Fan's eyes. A chill surged up from the depths of her heart, and her face suddenly turned pale for no reason.
For a split second, it was as if she saw a great demon standing before her—a single glance from him made her feel the threat of death.
How is that possible? It must be an illusion!!!
Ye Mei stumbled back two steps, staring at the young man in front of her with a terrified expression. How could she possibly be afraid of a good-for-nothing like him?
"Ye Fan, Cousin Qingchan and Young Master Ling Xiao have arrived. They want to see you."
Ye Sheng gave Ye Mei a confused look, but didn't ask further. Instead, he spoke in a calm tone.
"Cousin Qingchan is here?!"
A glimmer of light instantly lit up in Ye Fan's eyes, but his expression quickly turned solemn. Since that Ling Xiao was from Shengzhou, his methods were definitely beyond those of people in the Northern Wilderness—Ye Fan dared not take him lightly.
His mother had once said that the Eight Desolations Glazed Pagoda in his sea of consciousness was a supreme treasure capable of reaching the heavens. Even in Shengzhou, it would be enough to attract the covetousness of the strongest powerhouses. Although he didn't fear Ling Xiao, if this secret was exposed, it would inevitably bring more trouble.
For now, he had to bide his time. Only when his strength became strong enough could he recklessly trample all those who looked down on him under his feet!
Fortune shifts in the blink of an eye—never look down on a young man in his poverty!
"Ye Fan, when you see Young Master Ling Xiao later, you must behave properly. Feng Jiao'er is now the Young Master's maid, so you…"
"I know."
Before Ye Sheng could finish speaking, Ye Fan had already turned and walked out of the courtyard, growing impatient. Feng Jiao'er and the like were nothing to him. In fact, Ye Fan had never wanted to marry her—his heart had always belonged to his cousin Ye Qingchan. But when Feng Jiao'er had publicly broken off their engagement back then, it had brought him endless humiliation. So he had no intention of letting her off either.
"You!!"
Ye Sheng watched Ye Fan walk away, and a flash of murderous intent crossed his face. For some reason, Ye Fan seemed different today than he usually was.
"Hmph, we'll see how long you can keep up this arrogance. Once Young Master Ling Xiao and Cousin Qingchan leave, I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"