Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1141: The Moment of Eruption

The tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth, and heavy breathing came from Ye Fengsheng's voice. Each breath seemed to exhaust all his strength. At the moment the bruises on his skin violently erupted, he felt an unprecedented relief. It was too late to relax. Without the protection of his skin, his flesh started to experience a nerve-racking pain in the air. Ye Fengsheng could not endure such agony. His knees were weak, but he did not collapse due to consciousness.

Nevertheless, he was on the brink of death.

Even though his organs were injured, just as Ye Fengsheng's consciousness began to fade, a blue-white Elf transformed into a dense mist, completely enveloping him.

Even if this figure could not feel the presence of omens, it could still detect the existence of a warm liquid slowly seeping from the wounds, stimulating the meridians and blood vessels inside his body, while a vigorous warm air swirled around the acupoints.

"Hum..."

After this aura completely dissipated, Ye Fengsheng stood up again, straightened his spine, and ground his teeth to spit out two words:

"Again!"

Seeing Ye Fengsheng's stubbornness and persistence, the faces of the two elders, stern as always, broke into a happy smile. Without hesitation, they raised their hands, channeling a significant amount of aura to attack Ye Fengsheng's body.

In the dead of night, only the moonlight knew how much ancestral burden this man bore.

Luckily, the second elder was discerning. Each time they began, it was always confined to the limits Ye Fengsheng could bear. Though his heart was chilled, he was not worried about his life. Moreover, with the post-match infusion of Spirit, his internal injuries would only begin to improve thereafter.

Nothing seemed more ruthless than the black and red scars across his body.

"What?"

After the final Spiritual Energy training, a hint of sunlight appeared in the sky. The two elders exerted their power. Their gaze fell on Ye Fengsheng's face, and after he collapsed onto the ground, they were slightly startled.

Whether it was for the position of Ye Zhi Clan Leader, for the appearance of Ye, or for himself, Ye Fengsheng's resilience tonight exceeded their expectations.

Ye Fengsheng lost control over his body and could only smile bitterly, thinking sorrowfully, "Fighting this battle tonight was pointless."

"If you claim your body truly bears the seal of a millennium, if a thousand years have not decayed, not only would I, but Ye Zhi would never unseal it for you."

The second elder solemnly told Ye Fengsheng, "I have planted spiritual vines on you. These vines can help you recover your psychic consciousness. If you wish to break free from the spiritual shackles, you must do it yourself."

"But now I can't absorb this aura," Ye Fengsheng said with a pale face. "Without Spiritual Energy in me, how can I open the seal?"

"The urgency is on the verge. If I can't open the seal before then, the Ye Family will be disgraced before me. Elder, if there is another way, please help me."

The two elders said nothing, only mildly saying: "Now use your body and go."

Such irresponsible words, falling into Ye Fengsheng's ears, rather seem like celestial music.

We fear not the shackles that weigh a kilogram, but rather the ones that can be broken everywhere! So the two elders cast a magic strike creating a crack on the seal. Next, I just need to distance myself as far from the crack as possible. This way I can regain my strength!

Though the end could not be seen, it was still better than the past.

The enhancement of Spiritual Energy restored Ye Fengsheng's control over his body. He retrieved his clothes from the tree and wrapped them over himself, rushing home.

He intended to ask his grandfather to delay the climbing meeting. It need not be for long; some pressure in time is fine. After all, two days are too short!

Fortunately, those seeking matches for their daughters had already left, as they could not hear Ye Fengsheng's voice. The young Ye, intoxicated with the morning dew, found a chance to enter his home through the front door. But as he returned to the courtyard, he saw Qiu Yun dressing, perched atop a branch adorned with dew. A few new willow leaves lay aside. After a moment's hesitation, he smiled and said:

"Newly trimmed willow leaves only delay work for a quarter of an hour. If we use new tree leaves to wipe our eyes, we must rise half an hour earlier. Now the morning dew smirks slightly; it's discomforting."

After all, he was the teacher in this regard, and naturally had a say.

"I've used them already," he said, turning back to face Ye Fengsheng, calmly gazing at Qiu Yun. "These are for you."

"Look at yourself now. Have your achievements recovered?"

Ye Fengsheng replied, "Not yet, but soon." Then he asked, "Have you started practicing the mental method?"

"No."

"Then why cut Liu Jilu?"

"Don't you wish to use it?"

"How did you know I would…"

The voice suddenly stopped; Ye Fengsheng gazed into Qiu Yun's eyes, seeing a bit more warmth.

Since Qiu Yun knows these things, I suppose my mother has fully opened her heart, and my father is very satisfied with her. They both have very high views in daily life, and those who can reach their eyes won't stray far.

Like that day poisoned on the riverside mountain, when I woke up and could sense Qiu Yun's presence, knowing I was not alone, that was good in itself. In the end, whether liking or not was not so crucial.

Whether it is useful or not, Qiu Yun's heart must not be let down. Ye Fengsheng earnestly wiped his eyes, lifted his head, and saw Qiu Juan's high, white jaw. Unlike their first meeting, Qiu Yun's cheeks were now slightly reddened. At a glance, it was very beautiful.

"Last night my aunt asked me when…"

Qiu Juan finished in a slightly shy voice, her pretty eyes catching Ye Fengsheng's thoughtful gaze, meeting his eyes for a mere moment before she swiftly turned her head, yet a heart pounding like a fawn gone mad.

Ye Fengsheng asked in confusion, "What did my mom ask you?"

Qiu Yun's face immediately shifted through several shades, a mysterious emotion brewing in her heart, then returned to her usual aloofness: "Your uncle and aunt will discuss with you later; when the time comes, tell me the result."

As she left these words, she turned back into the room under Ye Fengsheng's puzzled gaze.

"Baffling."

For today's Qiu Yun, this was a strange and peculiar expression; Ye Fengsheng was genuinely a bit bewildered.

Grandfather didn't return last night. He should still be studying the brocade box in the Scripture Pavilion. Without father and daughter, he was happier than before. However, Ye Fengsheng still felt lacking, like Qiu Yun was the daughter of the house, and Ye Fengsheng merely a guest.

He quickly finished the breakfast laid before him. Ye Fengsheng told him he wanted to go back to his room to study how to tear off the seal but was called by Ye Mu. As they walked out of the ward to the courtyard, Ye Mu began:

"What difficulties did you encounter in joining them this time, what obstacles couldn't be overcome?"

Ye Fengsheng felt slightly hesitant, glancing at the table where his father and Qiu Yun had discussed, then shook his head: "No, joining them was great, the journey went smoothly."

Unexpectedly, Ye Mu looked me up and down, saying: "Look at the way I'm behaving," then added: "I know how you feel about my mother." I can't see you wearing that purple bracelet of yours.

Of course, some matters occurred. They can't be voiced when you ask, but my mother also wants to know, and only Xiao Yun is willing to say such things to her. Mom will say two words to Xiao Yun. Don't feel neglected."