Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Ye Xingchen still knelt in front of Fang Yu, with a sincere attitude—

"Secondly, you were able to defeat the four great elders of the Lu Family, showing exceptional strength... All my life, I have been seeking a breakthrough in Martial Arts, taking many detours. If you don't mind, please take me as your apprentice!"

As he spoke, without waiting for Fang Yu's refusal, he suddenly bowed his head and said loudly, "Master above, please accept your disciple's bow!"

Bang!

He kowtowed right away.

This move startled everyone present.

Although Fang Yu could accept a kneel from the Ye Family, but Ye Xingchen's behavior... wasn't this messing up the seniority? After all, Ye Wenjun is Fang Yu's partner.

If Fang Yu were to become Ye Xingchen's master, what should he be called afterwards?

"Get up, I don't take disciples," said Fang Yu straightforwardly.

"I won't get up... If Master won't take me, then I'll just keep kneeling!"

"Nonsense! If I were your master, could you still call Wenjun 'Madam Master'?" Fang Yu said.

Ye Xingchen persisted, saying:

"Others will call her what they call her, I'll call her what I call her... You must take me! I'll do anything you ask!"

He was resolutely determined to become a disciple, and quite shamelessly at that.

"..."

Seeing his stubborn and obstinate manner, Fang Yu shook his head and sighed.

Ye Xingkong watched, shaking his head too, thinking that if this were in the past, it would have infuriated him.

At this moment—

Fang Yu also stood up, his gaze sharpening as he said, "Then I ask you, will you obey?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingchen was overjoyed and nodded, "From now on, if you ask me to go east, I will definitely not go west!"

Hearing these words, Ye Xingkong felt stifled in his heart, thinking that this thankless wretch was really brought up in vain. With a new master, was he planning to forget about his own father?

Fang Yu laughed and said:

"Alright, if you'll obey, then stop trying to become a disciple."

"..."

Everyone was taken aback.

They didn't know what Fang Yu was getting at with this.

Seeing that Ye Xingchen was anxiously about to kneel again, Fang Yu said in a deep voice, "Ye Xingchen, the following words I'm about to say aren't meant to scare you... listen carefully."

The hall immediately quieted down.

They had a premonition that these words were no joking matter.

"The path of a Martial Artist is inherently fraught with peril. With your talent, even if you try your hardest, the highest you could reach is Martial Arts Sixth Layer... and it would be very difficult to achieve a breakthrough thereafter. Don't forget, the higher you stand, the harder you fall... The Zhao and Jin Families are bloody examples of this."

He shifted his tone, "Is the Lu Family powerful? Very powerful... but the reason for their strength, you know nothing about! Even so, the Lu Family will fall."

Fang Yu didn't want to paint the Dark Forest Law as too bleak, leaving no hope.

"The Ye Family is doing well as it is... if you think about it, how many martial artists are happier than ordinary people? Status, wealth, glory, and prosperity - he has them all, yet he lives in constant fear..."

"Fearing that one day he won't hold up! Fearing that disaster will strike him, fearing that he might lose everything overnight... If you never have it, you won't fear losing it."

"Do you understand this principle?"

...

Ye Xingchen stood still in a daze.

He might not have personally experienced what was said, but he deeply understood the principles. But Ye Xingkong, standing to the side, felt an indescribable sentiment in his heart. Wasn't this also about himself?

Seeing no answer from him, Fang Yu raised his hand—

"Remember, there's always someone better out there, and another sky beyond our sky!"

Whoosh!

He struck towards a side mahogany table.

Snap! The entire Ye Family was startled.

That mahogany table was instantly turned to dust!

The hall went silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

They watched the dust on the floor in disbelief, speechless.

How could a Martial Artist... possibly do this?

"My palm strike might look simple, but it's actually very difficult... Do you think you can do it?" Fang Yu asked.

"This..."

Ye Xingchen was at a loss for words.

Not just him, even the successfully breakthrough Ye Xingkong himself couldn't do it perfectly. At most, he could smash the table into pieces, but he couldn't reduce it to dust.

It required powerful Inner Strength for support, reaching an external release Realm. And it also tested control.

Seeing Ye Xingchen silent.

Fang Yu then said: "Think it over... And don't be discouraged, as your uncle is wholeheartedly devoted to Martial Arts, how could I not support that? But calling me 'Master' is out of the question."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingchen, who had been despairing, rekindled a sliver of hope and nodded, "Mm."

"Get up, Brother-in-law!"

"Uh... just call me Xingchen... Brother-in-law feels kind of awkward." Ye Xingchen stood up, saying awkwardly.

Seeing this, Ye Xingkong laughed heartily, "What's wrong with that? Ye Xingchen has just returned, let's have a good drink tonight!"

No sooner had he finished than Fang Yu shook his head,

"You all celebrate, I need to practice the sword."

"Practice the sword?"

"Mm. Remember what I said just now? The higher you stand, the harder you fall..."

Fang Yu said with a smile, "If you don't want to be stepped on, the only way is to stand at the highest point."

With that, Fang Yu went to the backyard again.

To continue practicing the Primordial Sword Scripture.

...

...

Ze State, Jin City.

The Lu Family.

Inside the council hall.

Eight grandmaster's chairs formed a semicircle.

From left to right, without exception, all were old men over fifty.

Their faces were stern, serious, and even angry—

"Who on earth is this Iron Fist? How dare he provoke the Lu Family?" said the central old man with an imposing aura without being angry.

"This person killed our four Great Elders and an additional fifty Law Enforcement Hall core disciples! The audacity is sky-high!"

Smash!

The speaking elder directly shattered the corner of the chair on his right.

"Before killing the four Great Elders, he had already made his move against the Lu Family. It's clearly premeditated!"

"I'm afraid his strength is also terrifying... To win the battle at the Forbidden City, his strength must be at least at the Martial Arts Eighth Layer!"

Eighth Layer!

This realm silenced the entire council hall.

"I wonder if Lu Tianyuan can break through the Seventh Layer and reach the Eighth Heavenly Layers!"

"How long has Tianyuan been in closed-door cultivation?"

"Two years and three months. Tianyuan said he would come out once he breaks through."

"Alas. If that's the case, even if we desire vengeance, we wouldn't be able to handle this Iron Fist!"

"The Law Enforcement Hall is destroyed, the four Great Elders have tragically perished, we eight Great Protectors must shoulder the responsibility. The authority of the Lu Family must not be challenged! The honor of the Lu Family must not be destroyed, the dignity of the Lu Family must not be insulted!"

At this moment—

A disciple quickly ran over, stopped at the entrance of the council hall, and announced loudly:

"Report! Sect Leader Lu is about to emerge from seclusion!"

The eight protectors all stood up, trembling with excitement.

"Fantastic! Sect Leader Lu must have made a breakthrough!"

"Our Lu Family will surely rise to new heights!"

"Gentlemen, follow me to welcome our Sect Leader!"

"Good!"

The news that Sect Leader Lu Tianyuan was about to emerge from seclusion spread instantly throughout the entire Lu Family.

All the Lu family descendants cheered and rushed toward the back mountain.

...

Ye Family villa.

The sun gradually sets behind the West Mountain.

Evening.

The whole Ye Family is brightly lit. To welcome Ye Xingchen's return, the Ye Family prepared a lavish dinner banquet.

The entire Ye Family gathered in the dining room, raising glasses in a toast.

The only one missing was Fang Yu—

At this moment, Fang Yu was immersed in sword practice.

One move after another.

He danced faster and faster.

He had said, during sword practice, he would not allow any disturbance.

Swoosh, swoosh swoosh...

The sword light dazzled.

Feeling the power of the Dragon Roar Sword nearing its peak, Fang Yu held nothing back, and with a fierce swing of the sword, he bellowed, "Go!"