Eternal Holy Emperor-Chapter 1253 - 1127: Reunion of Mother and Son

The mansion looks somewhat shabby, even the red paint on the gate is peeling off, without repair for many years. It’s imaginable how poor the living conditions inside are, appearing impoverished, far inferior to the magnificent palaces of other branches of the Ye Family.

This made Ye Chen’s expression slightly grim. Could it be that his parents and clan have been living in such a place, so disregarded by others?

Although he knew the ancestor of the Tiandu Lineage was the Ye Family’s abandoned Saint, it shouldn’t be like this. The Ye Family of the Emperor Clan is too excessive.

"Ye Chen, you’d better prepare yourself mentally." Ye Zhengyang suddenly sighed slightly, causing Ye Chen’s heart to sink mysteriously.

He didn’t ask but walked inside together with Ye Zhengyang.

Upon entering, they saw a few somewhat rundown buildings with a strangely deserted atmosphere. There weren’t many people, and the gate didn’t have the majestic guards like other branches.

Ye Zhengyang sighed, "Our Tiandu Lineage branch is very unwelcome in the Emperor Clan. Initially, due to Young Master Gucheng, we had a decent mansion with some servants and managers to help. But since he left, another powerful branch of the Emperor Clan has been suppressing us, forcing us to live here. Many elders in the clan have been targeted by that branch, assigned elsewhere, and some were secretly attacked, injuring several members."

Ye Chen had heard from Ye Gucheng about the ancestral Saint Ye Ruoxian of the Tiandu Lineage being exiled from the Emperor Clan due to a dispute with a powerful branch and killing several people, leading to his exile.

The branch Ye Zhengyang mentioned should be that same powerful branch, not much weaker than the Family Head’s branch.

In the past, Ye Gucheng had said he would take good care of his branch, but perhaps he had left for too long, so that branch targeted them instead.

Ye Chen frowned but did not stop and continued heading towards the center of the mansion when, suddenly, a slender figure charged out, quickly punching fiercely at Ye Chen’s face, targeting a vital spot.

"Little Qing, stop!" Ye Zhengyang quickly exclaimed.

"No, Uncle Zhengyang, I want to beat the bullies of our family to death."

The figure did not stop, the punch had already fallen, accompanied by a surge of Innate True Essence.

"Do not harm him." This sentence was directed at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised his hand and intercepted it, gently dispersing the Innate True Essence from the opponent’s punch without hurting them, merely causing the figure to stagger back several steps, looking both shocked and angry at Ye Chen.

Upon closer look, the person who attacked was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face still carrying a hint of childishness; reaching the Innate Realm at this age is quite impressive.

In the past, before he awakened, he also reached the Innate Realm at this age.

Seeing someone from the same clan, Ye Chen felt particularly affectionate and naturally didn’t get angry, warmly asking, "What is your name?"

"I won’t tell such bullies of our family," the boy responded defiantly, his bright eyes glaring with anger, defining Ye Chen as an enemy.

At this, Ye Zhengyang quickly explained, "Little Qing, don’t misunderstand, he is not one of those bad people; he is also from our line."

Hearing this, the boy named Little Qing looked at Ye Chen suspiciously and asked, "Uncle Zhengyang, is what you said true? But why have I never seen him?"

Ye Zhengyang said, "Of course, you’ve never seen him; he left before you were born and has only now returned."

Little Qing was somewhat shocked that Ye Chen had been gone for so many years and had now returned. Who exactly was he?

However, without letting him think further, Ye Chen expanded his Divine Thought to cover the entire Ye Family Mansion, his expression suddenly changed, and without needing Ye Zhengyang to lead him, he disappeared in an instant.

Watching Ye Chen suddenly vanish, Ye Qing was in awe. Ye Zhengyang also quickly closed the family gate and instructed everyone in the Tiandu Lineage branch to gather in the main hall for a special announcement.

Ye Zhengyang is now considered the strongest of the young generation in the Tiandu Lineage branch, almost the strongest in the whole branch, with considerable authority. Naturally, Little Qing dared not delay, rushing out to summon the clan members.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the mansion, in a slightly shabby pavilion, a middle-aged man lay on a bed, his face pale, hair half white, coughing violently from time to time, with traces of fresh blood at the corners of his mouth, alarming on his pale face.

Beside the bed sat a beautiful woman, gentle and lovely, but her expression was also haggard, with a few crow’s feet on her pretty face. Seeing her husband coughing blood, she hastily took a medicine bottle from the bedside, poured out a few precious pills, and handed them over, saying, "Husband, quickly take these pills. Zimei managed to obtain them from the main family with great difficulty. They will greatly aid in your recovery."

The middle-aged man shook his head, refusing, "My love, return the pills. Zimei was surely troubled by the main family when getting them, possibly agreeing to excessive conditions. Don’t let Zimei be burdened."

Xia Wei wished for Ye Ao to take these precious healing pills, but thinking of the gentle and courteous girl, she ultimately nodded in pain, replaced with the medicine soup nearby for Ye Ao to take.

The medicine soup was very bitter, but Ye Ao drank it without hesitation, his violent cough eased slightly. However, Xia Wei’s eyes were red and swollen, knowing the soup merely provided temporary relief, without much effect.

Ye Ao gently patted Xia Wei’s hand and softly said, "Don’t worry excessively, the family competition tomorrow will reawaken the Emperor Bloodline Power for us. These injuries will heal instantly."

The Ye family branch of the Tiandu Continent, due to the ancestor Ye Ruoxian, had their Emperor Bloodline Power sealed. Tomorrow’s family competition will happen to be the day to reactivate it, a great opportunity for them.

The instant activation of the Emperor Bloodline Power will significantly boost everyone and essentially heal internal injuries.

"Let’s hope so, but I heard the family might want to strip us of our bloodline power," Xia Wei said.

Ye Ao’s expression changed and quickly said, "Don’t speak carelessly, my love."

He signaled to be cautious of walls having ears; if others from that branch overheard, it would be bad for them.

"I’ll go out to change the medicine soup." Xia Wei naturally understood this rationale, sighed softly, got up, and headed toward the door.

But after taking a few steps, her whole body suddenly froze, her bright eyes wide, lost in thought.

Because a tall, handsome figure suddenly appeared in front of her, with a charming face, starry eyes, mature yet carrying a familiarity deep in the soul and blood.

Xia Wei couldn’t help but tremble, seeing the handsome young man before her, who showed a set of clean white teeth, "Mother, aren’t you happy to see your son?"

Crash—

The medicine bowl shattered, Xia Wei’s face was filled with tears, her son who had been gone for years without a trace, has finally returned!