The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 703: Origins

The great war that shook the heavens had finally come to an end.

Before this, other sects of the Ancient Martial World had believed that both Zhentian Sect and Ghost Doctor Sect would surely perish in the great war. After all, the combined power of the three major sects was too overwhelming. However, the outcome defied everyone’s expectations, particularly for those from other sects who had been watching from around Zhentian Sect. Those once called the favored children of heaven, those once-called powerful masters, had their confidence shattered upon seeing how common Heaven Rank had become.

Consequently, the news that an unparalleled genius had emerged from within Zhentian Sect spread like wildfire throughout the entire Ancient Martial World, winning the sect great fame from a single battle.

As the first rays of dawn cast their light upon Zhentian Sect’s training ground, the aftermath of yesterday’s bloody battle was woefully apparent – the ground was littered with bodies, and the white tiles were stained crimson with blood.

The disciples of Zhentian Sect and Ghost Doctor Sect were clearing the training ground. They had been cleaning for an entire night, yet the task was still unfinished. Despite their victory, many faces were devoid of celebratory smiles, for the ranks of both Zhentian Sect and Ghost Doctor Sect had suffered considerable losses.

In a room within Zhentian Sect, decorated in a style both simple and ancient, Ye Chenfeng lay on a brown wooden bed with his eyes tightly shut. His left shoulder was clamped between two wooden boards. His breathing, though steady and calm, did not hide the paleness of his face.

Aside from Ye Chenfeng on the bed, Sun Boyi, Sun Yang’an, Ye Donghua, Sun Meiqin, Sun Hengfei, and Ji Dingtian were all present, having kept vigil in Ye Chenfeng’s room. After the Ghost Doctor Sect’s three saints examined him, it was found that Ye Chenfeng’s body had no serious issues, only a broken left shoulder and some minor internal injuries. Rest would bring him full recovery.

Ye Chenfeng’s eyelids suddenly twitched, and his fingers began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this, Sun Meiqin, who sat by the bedside, immediately broke into a relieved smile and said, "Chenfeng is waking up, Chenfeng is waking up."

As Ye Chenfeng slowly opened his eyes, his head throbbed painfully. The first thing he saw were the faces of Sun Meiqin, Ye Donghua, and others, and slowly, he began to recall the events of the day before.

Remembering how he had been uncontrollably bloodthirsty the day prior filled him with a sense of dread. He quickly checked the black energy in his body and found that it was calmly nestled in his dantian. He tried to move it with his soul, but the black energy seemed rooted inside his dantian, showing no sign of movement. This only intensified his suspicion that there was definitely a problem with the black energy in his dantian, but he had no idea what the problem could be, so he put his doubts aside for the time being.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the people in the room, noticing the weariness on each face, and knew they must have stayed up all night with him. He showed a smile and said, "Everyone, rest assured, I am fine now."

Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng speak, Sun Meiqin immediately enveloped her son in her arms, her voice choking up as she said, "Chenfeng, do you know how worried Mom was about you yesterday? Promise me you won’t do such worrying things again; will you?"

Feeling Sun Meiqin’s maternal love, Ye Chenfeng chuckled and said, "Mom, you can’t be crying! Your son is perfectly fine, isn’t he? Besides, crying too much will ruin your beauty, and you are the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Comforted by her son’s words, Sun Meiqin’s tears turned to laughter. She tapped Ye Chenfeng’s head and said, "Chenfeng, you always talk nonsense. When will you bring me a few daughters-in-law? That would keep me smiling every day."

"Mom, don’t you know whose son I am? I am the son of the world’s most beautiful woman. In the Secular World, there is no shortage of women who adore your son. So, Mom, just look forward to being happy every day!"

After pacifying Sun Meiqin, Ye Chenfeng’s expression turned solemn as he looked towards Sun Boyi and Ji Dingtian and said, "Elder Sun, Senior Ji, we must eradicate the three major sects root and branch. As the saying goes, ’If the roots of the grass aren’t removed, they will regrow with the spring breeze.’ We must now prevent all future troubles, so we must act swiftly to completely erase the presence of the three major sects from the Ancient Martial World."

Sun Boyi nodded and replied, "Chenfeng, what you’ve said is correct. At a time like this, we can’t afford to show the mercy of a woman. Had it not been for you turning the tide yesterday, I’m afraid it would have been our Zhen Tian Gate and Ghost Doctor Sect being rooted out."

For Ji Dingtian, there wasn’t any problem at all, "My father died at the hands of Du Fuwei. I must have the Guiyuan Sect pay their debt of blood."

Hearing Ji Dingtian mention his father, Ji Shunde, Ye Chenfeng spoke earnestly, "Senior Ji, your father took a palm for me and died. Henceforth, the affairs of the Ghost Doctor Sect are my, Ye Chenfeng’s, affairs too."

Ji Dingtian quickly waved his hand, "Chenfeng, don’t misunderstand, I bear you no blame. My father willingly took that palm for you. If I had been by your side at the time, I would have unhesitatingly taken a palm for you as well. Regardless, you have mastered the Ghost King Thirteen Needles, which means you are destined to be connected with our Ghost Doctor Sect."

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While Sun Boyi and the others were in Ye Chenfeng’s room, in another room of Zhen Tian Gate, Xia Zining, who had recently joined, sat in a chair. After all, she was only a disciple of Zhen Tian Gate, and thus had no reason to stay alongside the others in Ye Chenfeng’s room.

Xia Zining, dressed in a green gauze garment, propped her delicate pink hands against her cheeks, her pearly white teeth occasionally nibbling on her lips. After a moment, she murmured to herself, "How can I get Ye Chenfeng to help me? The quickest way would be to make him fall in love with me; once I become his woman, he should have no reason not to fulfil my wishes, right?"

The self-talking Xia Zining slowly stood up from the chair and walked over to a wardrobe in the room, which had a full-length mirror.

Gazing at her fresh appearance in the mirror, she recited an incantation, and immediately, a surge of energy fluctuated around her. Then, an incredible thing happened—Xia Zining entirely changed her appearance.

The formerly fresh style transformed into a mature charm. Her ample bust strained against the green fabric as though it would burst forth, and her face became even more stunning. Her eyes seemed to speak, every movement radiated an irresistible allure to men.

Actually, this was Xia Zining’s true appearance. She was not a girl in her early twenties but a woman nearing thirty. She had always been using a highly secretive illusion technique, indiscernible even to masters of the Innate Realm.

Xia Zining, looking at the proudly presenting curves at her chest, felt a trace of rosy flush appear on her cheeks. Her lips, thin as rose petals, quivered slightly. Her face showed a hint of hesitation as she pondered inwardly, "Do I really need to become Ye Chenfeng’s woman first, and then ask for his help?"

However, Xia Zining’s expression gradually stiffened with resolve. She whispered softly, "Isn’t it just waiting for an unrivaled genius to appear? Only then can I unlock the sealed power within me and make those beasts who destroyed my Moonlight Palace pay."

Having come to this realization, Xia Zining no longer hesitated. She recited another incantation and another wave of energy swept around her, transforming her appearance from a mature woman back to the fresh young girl.

Returning to the look of a fresh young girl, Xia Zining straightened her green gauze dress and smoothed her hair back from her forehead with her hand as she walked out of the room, ready to immediately put her plan into action. (To be continued. If you liked this work, I invite you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote and support it with your monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)