Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

About the Northwest Little Mountain Village, Ye Feng had only visited twice so far, but there were people who had sought him out there, such as Sausage Sister and Long Nannan. However, the two later left one after another, saying they must go to that place and would wait for him there.

Although Ye Feng was not entirely clear about what that place was, he knew it must be extraordinary. After all, over two thousand years ago, the entire Northwest Little Mountain Village had to exhaust all its efforts to protect that location.

Of course, as his cultivation level kept on advancing and his horizons widened, Ye Feng had gradually guessed a rough idea and increasingly understood the mission of the Northwest Little Mountain Village. Everyone thought they were criminals, but who knew the greatness they carried on their shoulders.

"Regardless, the plan to establish the Martial Academy in three days remains unchanged, and I'll need to trouble the Second Sect Leader to inform the Utility Pavilion," Ye Feng suddenly said in a deep voice. He faced significant pressure as well, not only facing the assault of the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts but also the old man from the Utility Pavilion.

Moreover, he needed to guard against the powerful Four Great Ancient Clans. Any one of these three great powers was terrifying, but Ye Feng knew he had no reason to back down, for if he did, the drive in his heart would deflate, and he would no longer be able to advance with courage and vigor.

The Second Sect Leader was not surprised by Ye Feng's words, for he understood him. After nodding, he asked, "Don't you plan to personally visit the Utility Pavilion or meet with Lord Zhuge Wuming?"

Ye Feng shook his head, "No need."

Second Sect Leader Shi Yehong did not say anything more. He understood Ye Feng and knew that this young man's determination was almost ingrained in his bones. It was highly unlikely for him to ask for help from someone else.

"In that case, I shall take my leave," the Second Sect Leader said as he rose to his feet and then left Northern Cloud Residence.

Ye Feng also slowly stood up, looking up at the blazing sun overhead, with his plans becoming ever more resolute in his heart. He was determined to push forward with the Martial Academy.

First, to promote martial training among all people—a genuine form of martial training, not the superficial forms of past—and once martial artists spread throughout the country, they would have a better chance of resisting the unknown threats from an alien space-time, potentially sparing many innocent lives from being sacrificed.

Besides this point, Ye Feng also urgently wanted to strengthen himself. Once he became the principal of the Martial Academy, his prestige would undoubtedly rise to unprecedented heights, and he would naturally acquire a considerable amount of the source of luck, which would improve his own cultivation level.

At this moment, Hong Qingyan stepped forward and said, "Big Brother Ye, the Martial Academy can be launched with some effort, but it's likely that the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts will evade and shirk their responsibilities. They won't be willing to contribute people, and they probably won't be willing to provide the agreed-upon cultivation methods and martial techniques either.

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh, "Of course, I know they won't easily give in, but there's no rush. Once I become the Martial Academy Principal, everything will be as it should be, and they'll have no choice but to comply!"

Hong Qingyan was silent, feeling that her husband bore too great a responsibility. She felt the need to share some of his burden, yet her own strength was too weak to be of any real help.

Just as they were discussing, a servant came out from the backyard carrying a baby. The nanny in the servant's arms was holding the little girl Ye Feng had adopted from the Fallen Dragon Valley.

"Master, Mistress, you're finally back. The Little Princess has been fussing all morning, and it seems she missed you, so I took the initiative to bring her out," said the nanny.

Upon seeing the plump and fair baby girl, Hong Qingyan's maternal glow instantly overflowed, her eyes filled with profound adoration. She hurried over and picked up the little girl.

"Big Brother Ye, look, she has grown again after just a few days, and she even has two new teeth," Hong Qingyan said with a smile. However, when she looked up at Ye Feng, her expression froze instantly.

At first, Ye Feng felt happy when he heard Hong Qingyan's words and intended to go over and hold the baby since she was, after all, the child he had taken in. But as he took a step forward, the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly shook violently, emitting a strong sense of refusal.

Even more shockingly to Ye Feng was the fact that the traces of luck within the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll uncontrollably began to disperse, driven outward. Even more terrifying, this dispersed source of luck surged toward the little girl in front, and was absorbed by her.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's hair stood on end. He finally realized that this was a trap, a grand conspiracy!

"What a brilliant scheme indeed, so covert and even utilizing a little girl to secretly steal my luck. Who could have set this trap, to possess such skill!"

Ye Feng's heart raged with fury. In a flash, he thought of Mu Tian. Perhaps in all the world, only Mu Tian was capable of such a ruse, and this seemed very much in line with Mu Tian's methods.

"Mu Tian, there will come a day when I will personally slay you!" Ye Feng said angrily.

At this very moment, in the Outer Battlefield, within a desolate area devoid of human presence, the void suddenly burst into a golden rainbow light, resembling a comet streaking across the starry sky, before instantly plunging into the desert below.

There were about three seconds of silence, and then with a loud boom, the yellow sand surged, and a ferocious behemoth covered in yellow scales burst forth from the sand below, leaping into the mid-air.

The entire earth trembled at this instant. The fearsome beast, which had six legs, resembled a small mountain from afar. Its face was grotesque with sharp fangs, yet unexpectedly, as it surged into the mid-air, its massive body suddenly split into two halves, and then crashed thunderously onto the ground.

Right at that moment, two slender figures broke through the air and lightly landed atop the two halves of the demonic beast's carcass. These two individuals exuded a majestic aura that was vast and boundless, and within their brows, there was an implication of looking down upon the world. These were none other than Mu Tian and his father, Mu Rongtian.

"Father, how was my swordplay?" Mu Tian, holding a silver-white treasure sword in one hand and resting the other hand behind his back, asked in a rather suave manner.

Mu Rongtian nodded and said, "After a period of training, not bad, you've made great progress. Slaying a demonic beast with a Fake Pill cultivation level with a single sword strike, your combat power can now match that of an Ancient Daoist Cultivator in the Golden Core Realm."

Upon saying this, Mu Rongtian suddenly added, "Of course, while you may be on par, it's only just touching the threshold. The Golden Core Grandmasters of Ancient Cultivators, with their abilities that reach the sky, are beyond your current capability to contend with."

Unable to help himself, Mu Tian asked, "Father, are we truly not following the path of the Ancient Cultivators?"

Mu Rongtian replied, "No, that path has become a dead end that can no longer be traversed. Even in this Outer Battlefield, you'd be lucky to reach the peak of Golden Core cultivation. Even if there is the occasional extraordinary genius who manages to cross the Golden Core Realm and catch a glimpse of the Yin and Yang above it, they're still unable to step into it."

Mu Tian asked again, "Then Father, the path we are on, the Golden Body of Luck, can it really take us further?"

Mu Rongtian chuckled, "Whether we can go further, I cannot guarantee, but this Dao Technique predates even the Ancient Era, coming from the Ancient Era. It should at least carry us a bit further, maybe even beyond the constraints of this space-time."

Mu Tian fell silent. Although he wasn't convinced that their path could take them further than that of the Ancient Cultivators, his father had been cultivating for many years, and his cultivation was now unfathomably deep. Three years ago, his father had returned to the Northwest Little Mountain Village and even clashed with that Big Smoking Pipe old man.

The outcome revealed that, although his father was outmatched, he managed to escape with ease, indicating that while his father's strength was not quite equal to the Big Smoking Pipe old man's, it wasn't far off either. Moreover, his father's cultivation had been continuously progressing over the years, so the current strengths and weaknesses between them remained unknown.

"Three years, just three more years!" Mu Rongtian suddenly stood with his hands behind his back, staring out at the vast, overcast sky of this place. Here, there were no sun and moon, nor a concept of time; everything was simply overcast and vague, enough to drive the weak-minded insane if they stayed too long.

Mu Tian knew what his father meant by three years. After some thought, he asked, "Father, after three years, do you really intend to challenge that Big Smoking Pipe old man to a duel?"

Mu Rongtian's expression suddenly turned grave as he said sternly, "Remember your tone of speech—he is always your grandfather. Show respect in the future, do you understand?"

Mu Tian said no more. If Ye Feng were here, he would be able to fully understand many things that were otherwise incomprehensible. It turned out that Mu Tian was the grandson of the Big Smoking Pipe old man and also the cousin of Long Nannan. It was precisely because of this relationship that Mu Tian knew many of Ye Feng's secrets that others did not.

Mu Rongtian continued, "After three years, I will prove to that old man that the old path he has taken is the wrong one, and that what he has persisted in is also wrong, utterly wrong!"

Mu Tian didn't engage further on this topic. It was generally difficult to proceed when the conversation reached this point, so he changed the subject and said, "I wonder how that kid Ye Feng is doing now."

Mu Rongtian was successfully distracted and asked, "Why, do you miss him?"

Mu Tian smiled slightly, a smile brimming with joy as if he just remembered an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. He nodded and said, "I have no reason not to miss him. Honestly, if grandfather hadn't passed his legacy to Ye Feng instead of me back then, I believe I could've been his best friend."

Mu Rongtian scoffed, "If your grandfather had given you that man's legacy, then that Ye kid would be nothing and his achievements today would never have been possible!"

"That's true," agreed Mu Tian, nodding slightly.

Mu Rongtian sneered, "Rest assured, after so long, that kid's luck should have been mostly absorbed by that little baby girl. Once the three-year term is up, we'll return to Xuanyuan Nation. As long as you absorb the luck contained within that baby, you might be able to contend with the peak cultivation Golden Core Grandmasters by then."

To be able to contend with a peak Golden Core cultivation Grandmaster undoubtedly indicated being amongst the most powerful individuals in this realm.