Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 701 - 690: Let’s See How This Egg Is Doing

After handling the matters, Ye Feng swiftly carried Hong Qingyan and flashed towards the back.

Behind them was the sleeping palace, which in fact had become Ye Feng's forbidden area. Now, without his permission, no one could reach this place.

The sleeping palace was extremely luxurious, with meticulously crafted pavilions and buildings all around. Of course, Ye Feng and Hong Qingyan were not in the mood to appreciate and roam around, coming here was solely to enjoy their private world together, since it had been a long time since they had truly been alone together.

Setting aside the period when Hong Qingyan was in a coma, even before that due to Hong Qingyan's lineage, the Ancient Hong Clan was thrown into chaos, so the time they had to be alone was actually not much.

The sleeping palace had a bed, and after being apart for so long, when they saw the bed, there was no need for words—they directly collapsed onto it. The sounds of the trembling bed emanated for three days straight, after which they emerged from it, content and satisfied, and went to the courtyard outside.

Hong Qingyan leaned against the railing and gazed at the scenery ahead, suddenly speaking gently, "You rewarded all your subordinates just now, did you perhaps forget something?"

"Forgot something?" Ye Feng was taken aback, but instantly realized the implication and laughed, "I know, with that look of silent reproach in your eyes, how could I possibly forget about you!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng casually flipped his hand, and three brocade boxes and an exquisite ring appeared in his palm.

"This ring, I snatched from a Second Seal Onmyoji, it held the richest collection of treasures, and I saved it especially for you." Ye Feng handed over the ring, naturally not putting it on Hong Qingyan's finger because it was, after all, plucked from a dead man.

Hong Qingyan received it and inspected it carefully, loving it immensely.

However, Ye Feng sighed, "Speaking of which, I have never bought you a real ring, one that belongs to you and me—our wedding ring. But rest assured, I will forge a unique ring for you in this world!"

Hong Qingyan nodded and then suddenly added, "Actually, I don't care much for these things. All that matters to me is that we can have a good life together."

Ye Feng held her hand and said, "Don't worry, in the next two years, I will surely find a way to withstand the Demon Horn Tribe's assault and protect our homeland!"

Hong Qingyan hummed in agreement, then sighed, "But don't put too much pressure on yourself. Do what you can, for in these matters, it's ultimately up to fate."

As her cultivation level continued to rise, Hong Qingyan saw many things more openly and had her own unique insights into many issues.

Ye Feng nodded slightly and then handed over the three brocade boxes.

But Hong Qingyan pushed them back, shaking her head, "You also need this Origin Energy, and you need it more than I do. Keep it for yourself."

"Take it, then go into secluded cultivation, and strive to consolidate your cultivation level. That way, you should be able to fully control your Bloodline Inheritance Wings of Light, and when the great war genuinely breaks out, I can be a bit more at ease."

When Ye Feng said this, he continued, "Don't worry about me. In fact, this Origin Energy is not that beneficial for me anymore."

"Is that really the case? You wouldn't be deceiving me, would you?" asked Hong Qingyan.

"Of course, it is. When have I ever deceived you?" Ye Feng sighed.

Only then did Hong Qingyan stop declining and took the three brocade boxes and put them into her Storage Magic Treasure, suddenly laughing, "By the way, Big Brother Ye, have you forgotten about someone else?"

Ye Feng knew she was referring to Yu Feiyu, but at the moment Yu Feiyu had already gone into secluded cultivation.

The relationship between him and Yu Feiyu was somewhat awkward. Officially, they were mentor and student, but Yu Feiyu's attitude towards Ye Feng was something even a blind man could see; it's just that Ye Feng had never made his stance clear.

Even when the Valley Master of the Valley of the Medicine God, Yu Xianhe, had explicitly proposed to accept him as the Valley's son-in-law, Ye Feng still did not agree.

Hong Qingyan had naturally noticed all this, but she didn't say much about it, often pretending not to see, because Yu Feiyu also showed kindness towards her, caring for her all this time she was in a coma in the Northwest Little Mountain Village.

"You mean Yu Feiyu, right? I have one last brocade box left; when she comes out of seclusion, you can pass it on to her for me!" Ye Feng said as he handed another brocade box to Hong Qingyan.

Hong Qingyan didn't decline, took it with a nod, and replied, "Don't worry, I will tell her."

In fact, Hong Qingyan passing it on was naturally better than Ye Feng giving it to Yu Feiyu directly; it could prevent Yu Feiyu from having any wild thoughts.

"I'm going into secluded cultivation. If there's anything—or nothing at all—simply send a message to me!" Ye Feng said and then darted deeper inside.

Behind the sleeping chamber lay a Daoist training ground, which was in fact the place where the Sovereign of the Human Race had engaged in secluded cultivation more than two thousand years ago; it was Ye Feng's first time visiting this place.

Even Elder Bai had no authority to enter here, with Ye Feng being the only one who could reach it.

The training ground was constructed based on the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams principle, but many things were no longer present; only a meditation mat remained at the very center.

With a swift movement, Ye Feng arrived and sat upon the meditation mat.

Originally, this Daoist training ground was connected to eight Pulse Sources and was truly a treasure land where Feng Shui converged, but now the eight Pulse Sources had been redirected by Elder Bai to other places, leaving this area quite ordinary.

Of course, Ye Feng did not need Pulse Sources for cultivation. After all, at his current level of Cultivation, not to mention Spirit Essence Energy, even Origin Energy had little effect on him.

That was because the concentration of the Spirit Essence within him was already exceptionally high, and the grade of its refinement was also very advanced; the extent to which Origin Energy could enhance it was limited. Moreover, concerning the Technique of the Three Thousand Acupoints, advancing beyond two thousand nine hundred acupoints had become exceedingly difficult, even breakthroughs were arduous.

Previously, Ye Feng had absorbed a great amount of Origin Energy, yet it only resulted in unlocking ten more acupoints; advancing further was even more challenging.

However, apart from that, Ye Feng also possessed the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll, an exceptionally ancient relic, even predating the era of the Sovereign of the Human Race from more than two thousand years ago, and naturally, it was far more powerful and mysterious.

In fact, it was precisely due to the assistance of the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll that Ye Feng had repeatedly survived perilous situations and cultivated at such a swift pace, ultimately reaching his current Cultivation Realm.

At this very moment, Ye Feng could clearly feel tiny strands of white energy continuously converging towards the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll. Although the quantity was slight and the speed of gathering slow, the flow was steady and persistent, especially with the amount and rate increasing even more over the past few days.

In truth, Ye Feng did not fully understand what this white energy was—it seemed similar to Luck.

The appearance of this energy was due to his practice of the cultivation techniques from the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll. Indeed, the scroll contained three layers of cultivation techniques: the first layer, which Ye Feng was cultivating now, was the Emperor's Dao; the second was the Dao of the Immortal King; and the final layer was the Path of the Divine King!

Yet despite practicing for so long, Ye Feng remained at the first layer, far from reaching Great Perfection, with no knowing when he might enter the second layer of cultivation.

According to the circumstances of the Emperor's Dao Technique, these white energies were likely related to Ye Feng's own influence. For instance, his reputation was growing nationally and even globally, and as the overall strength of his subordinates increased, the emergence and gathering of white energy gradually amplified.

Thanks to the accumulation over this period, a significant amount of white energy had been stored on the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the meditation mat, quietly bringing his mind and spirit into a serene, almost ethereal state, and then began to draw upon these white energies to cultivate the Technique of the Three Thousand Acupoints. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Indeed, as Ye Feng had anticipated, this white energy was of a far higher grade than the Origin Energy he had used before, and naturally, the cultivation results were much better.

Thus, while he absorbed the white energy to continue his practice of the Technique of the Three Thousand Acupoints, he also used them to further condense and refine his Spirit Essence.

Time trickled by, and three days blinked away.

On the morning of the third day, Ye Feng opened his eyes, forced to leave his Cultivation State, as the white energy accumulated in the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll over these three days had once again been completely absorbed by him.

"The speed of their emergence is still too slow, and the quantity too meager," Ye Feng couldn't help shaking his head in resignation.

Indeed, to Ye Feng alone did this speed seem slow; during these three days, he had not only unlocked ten additional acupoints, but the Spirit Essence within his body had become more condensed and pure—improving to one third of its capacity. In other words, his Combat Power had improved by nearly a third.

Had any Great Power of the Yin-Yang Realm known of this, they would have been taken aback, even bewildered, since at such an advanced level, further augmenting one's Combat Power in a mere few days was virtually impossible—it would take at least several months or even years.

Yet for Ye Feng, just three days yielded tremendous progress.

Ye Feng remained seated cross-legged on the meditation mat and chose not to end his secluded cultivation since presumably, others were still in their own states of secluded cultivation, and a considerable time remained until the agreed-upon three months were up.

He once again attempted Inner Vision, examining his Sea of Consciousness; the Mental Power Nucleus showed no change.

It had to be acknowledged that, in comparison to the Art of Acupoints, cultivating the Mental Power Nucleus was undoubtedly much more difficult, the techniques far fewer. Up to now, regarding cultivation related to spiritual power, Ye Feng still hadn't grasped the essence and could only let it take its natural course.

Unable to cultivate the Mental Power Nucleus, Ye Feng suddenly found himself uncertain of his next course of action. Of course, it wasn't a good time to seek out others; he scanned the entire secret realm with a glance, noting that everyone was still diligently practicing, so it was naturally not the right time to disturb them.

"Ah, let's see how this egg is doing!" Ye Feng thought to himself, and the Dragon Egg appeared in his hand out of thin air.