"I won't use my ancestor's power, and you won't let your beautiful Spirit World lady make a move either."
"We each rely on our own abilities — a fair fight."
"If you can beat me, the power of this formation is yours to use. I won't just cooperate with you in using it — after you're done, I'll also ensure you leave safely."
"Xiancheng, what are you talking about?!!!"
"They dared to trespass into our clan's territory. That is a challenge to the dignity of the Ye Celestial Clan."
"As the patriarch of the Ye Celestial Clan, you should just kill them directly. Why bother reasoning with them?"
Outside the hall, the roar of Ye Xiancheng's mother echoed through the air. Even from within the hall, Chu Feng found it piercing.
She was panicking.
After all, this great healing formation had been prepared for her son. She naturally could not accept her son handing such a formation over to others for use.
No matter how wealthy a family was, no one could afford to squander like this — and this was no ordinary treasure.
It was a secret artifact that even the Ye Celestial Clan could never produce a second of.
But Ye Xiancheng's gaze was firm, as though his mind was already made up.
"Father, Mother, since I am now the patriarch of the Ye Celestial Clan, please leave this matter to me."
Seeing the unwavering look in Ye Xiancheng's eyes, his father tugged on his mother's sleeve and whispered, "Just listen to Xiancheng."
"This matter is far too important — how can we leave it to him?"
Ye Xiancheng's mother stared at her husband, disbelief written across her face.
"Precisely because it is so important, it must be him."
"If even we don't trust Xiancheng, how is he supposed to hold the patriarch's seat?" Ye Xiancheng's father murmured.
Hearing this, Ye Xiancheng's mother fell silent.
She had clearly grasped the weight of the matter, and lowered her head with a sigh.
"But this child… how can he be so foolish?"
She was still unwilling.
"Why are you so certain that Xiancheng will lose?"
"He is the future of our Ye Celestial Clan."
Ye Xiancheng's father spoke.
Only then did his mother come to her senses — it was she who had been thinking too small.
Chu Feng was renowned far and wide.
And he was of the same younger generation as Ye Xiancheng.
If Ye Xiancheng could defeat Chu Feng, he would be recognized as the undisputed strongest of their generation — not just within the clan, but his fame would spread throughout the world as well.
Seeing that his mother no longer opposed him, Ye Xiancheng turned back to Chu Feng. "Do you dare?"
"And what if I lose?" Chu Feng asked.
"If you lose, I won't make things difficult for you."
"Release my ninth brother, and hand over your origin of the Meridian Vein. I will still let you leave safely." Ye Xiancheng said.
"Chu Feng, don't waste your breath on him. Let this queen deal with him," Eggie said.
But the moment Eggie's words fell, Ye Xiancheng spoke up: "What's the matter — you don't dare? You only have the courage to hide behind a woman?"
"Your reputation — it wasn't all won by relying on women, was it?"
Ye Xiancheng's tone dripped with mockery.
And Chu Feng simply smiled faintly and replied: "Fine. We'll do it your way."
"But if you fail to keep your word, I promise the legacy of your Ye Celestial Clan will end right here."
However, Ye Xiancheng's response afterward left even Chu Feng somewhat speechless.
"If I, Ye Xiancheng, fail to keep my word, you won't need to lift a finger — I'll cut off my own root myself."
As Ye Xiancheng spoke, he even gestured toward his own vulnerable area.
Chu Feng understood what he meant.
But it seemed Ye Xiancheng hadn't understood what Chu Feng meant.
When Chu Feng said the clan's legacy would end — that wasn't what he was referring to.
"Raise your cultivation to its strongest state."
"I will suppress my cultivation to the same realm as yours," Ye Xiancheng said to Chu Feng.
"What realm are you at?" Chu Feng asked.
"Me?" Ye Xiancheng smiled confidently, then his robes billowed as a powerful aura swept through the great hall.