Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 331 Becoming Stronger, Hong Qingyan’s Transformation!
Despite the ecstatic joy in his heart, Ye Feng maintained a calm and unruffled expression on his face. He turned around, walked out of the Treasure Vault, and then left the Utility Pavilion, returning to the Northern Cloud Residence under the cover of the last shred of darkness before dawn.
Without a doubt, the Imperial Capital was sure to be a hotbed of activity in the coming days. Not to mention the annihilation of several Aristocratic Clan Gates like the Zhang Family, the upcoming Martial Arts Study Conference alone would be enough to set the Imperial Capital Nobility bustling about.
Ye Feng wasn't concerned with these developments. Having taken two Treasure Weapons from the Treasure Vault, he knew he must refine them as soon as possible. The Wushan Thunder Seal went without saying, but especially the spear, which he needed to examine thoroughly.
What Ye Feng hadn't expected, however, was that upon entering the Inner Courtyard, Hong Qingyan had not slept. Her injuries seemed to have improved a lot, but her red eyes and tired expression made it clear that she hadn't slept all night.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" Tang Feng closed the door, his heart pricking with pain.
Qingyan managed a weak smile and said, "I can't sleep."
Hearing this, Ye Feng felt an even deeper discomfort. It was clear to him that Qingyan had stayed up all night worried about his safety.
"It's my fault for making you worry," said Ye Feng as he walked over and gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
This time, it was rare for Long Nannan, the little imp, not to interfere, and the bedroom was very quiet and cozy. Of course, the reason Long Nannan wasn't there was entirely because she was distracted by the baby that Ye Feng had brought back from Fallen Dragon Valley.
After a brief silence, Hong Qingyan suddenly became serious, "Big Brother Ye, these past few days, I've been thinking about something, something very important."
Before Ye Feng could respond, she continued, "All along, I just wanted to be an ordinary, quiet woman. At least that was the case before I met you, and even after meeting you, I never thought that we would end up together."
Ye Feng, who couldn't bear to hear such words, opened his mouth to comfort her but was immediately interrupted by Hong Qingyan's wave, "Big Brother Ye, I know what you want to say. I know you don't care, but others do, and I can't ignore what others care about."
Clearly, Hong Qingyan was significantly agitated this time.
Although she was stunningly beautiful, she was born with a limp, and had it been an average noble's son, it might have been alright. But Ye Feng was no ordinary figure; as a ruler with supreme power, the pressure on Hong Qingyan was immense.
She had always tried to quietly endure, convincing herself not to mind the strange words and stares from others, but the incident yesterday made her realize she could not do it. She was not strong enough to ignore external factors.
"Big Brother Ye, I want to become strong," Hong Qingyan suddenly said, clenching her fists tightly.
Ye Feng was caught off guard and replied, "Haven't you been studying medicine on your own lately? You're gifted and intelligent. Little Fish from the Divine Doctor Sect said you're almost at entry-level."
"No, that's still not enough. I need to become strong, truly strong in my own right. I want to learn Martial Arts!" Hong Qingyan declared, her chin lifted and her demeanor exuding an indescribable certainty.
Ye Feng sighed and said, "I have been neglectful. I'm sorry, my care for you is still insufficient."
Hong Qingyan immediately responded, "No, Big Brother Ye, I'm not blaming you. It's that I'm not good enough, so I need to become better. Only then can I stand beside you confidently and without reservation."
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"Alright, your Martial Arts Study cannot be taken lightly. I had wanted to pass on my own Martial Arts to you, but my Martial Arts are quite special, and as you've seen before, you couldn't understand them. So, we'll have to find another way," Ye Feng said.
After a moment's thought, a spark of inspiration came to Ye Feng, "I've got it. Why don't you become a Closed-door Disciple of my Foster Father, the Northern King? That way, our statuses will be equivalent."
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Hong Qingyan laughed, "How can you think like that? The Northern King has long since passed away. How could he take on disciples or teach Martial Arts anymore?"
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Although the Old Northern King is no more, his master is still around."
"You mean the Second Sect Leader Shi Yehong, the senior?" Hong Qingyan couldn't help asking.
"Exactly!" Ye Feng laughed. "That old man Shi Yehong will agree, and he's been eager to take you as his disciple. It's settled then, I'll send him a message later."
Shi Yehong had always felt guilty about Ning Wuya, the Old Northern King, because, as Ning's master, he hadn't stood up bravely in time when his disciple was in trouble.
That was why, when Ye Feng first came to the Imperial Capital, Shi Yehong was so enthusiastic and even attentive, simply because he wanted to make up for his shortcoming to his disciple through Ye Feng, Ning Wuya's foster son.
Besides, Hong Qingyan had good talent and excellent innate bone, although she was a bit older. But as long as she was willing to work hard, she could achieve great things in the future, so Shi Yehong would agree for both emotional and logical reasons.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Feng suddenly said, "Let's just set it for tomorrow. Tomorrow is a good day, by then I'll announce it to the entire Imperial Capital so everyone knows!"
The reason he wanted to do this was simply to let the whole world know of his esteem for Hong Qingyan, and as the Second Sect Leader's closed-door disciple, it also served as a layer of identity protection for her.
From then on, if anyone dared to harm Hong Qingyan, they would really have to think twice.
"Thank you, Big Brother Ye!" Hong Qingyan finally smiled relievedly, snuggling into Ye Feng's embrace like a little bunny.
These past few days had been eventful, starting with the incident at the Fallen Dragon Valley, Ye Feng's long journey to the Central Region, followed by the severe injuries he suffered. After his injuries healed, he rushed back to the Imperial Capital non-stop, and then there was the Zhang Family affair. It could be said that he hadn't had a good rest for more than ten days.
Even with his special constitution and superb cultivation level, his spirit was a bit tired. So, the two of them simply lay down to sleep, and they didn't wake up until the sun was high in the sky, while Long Nannan, the mischievous little devil, did not come to disturb them for once.
After lunch, Hong Qingyan went to the study to learn medical arts from Yu Feiyu, while Ye Feng thought for a moment, then turned and walked to the right side of the courtyard. He crossed a corridor with artificial hills and pavilions and before even entering the side yard, he could already hear Long Nannan's non-stop giggling.
To Ye Feng's surprise, there were also bursts of silver bell-like baby laughter.
"Oh my, you little cutie, you really can eat! You just finished a big bottle of milk, are you hungry again? Really, you're even better at eating than Granny, that's just unscientific!" Long Nannan quickly complained again, but despite her grumbling, she jovially picked up the milk bottle and held it to the baby's mouth.
The baby was held by a honest-looking middle-aged woman, and it was obvious that Long Nannan was never going to hold a baby herself. The only reason she was there to feed the baby was that she found the child fun and amusing, a way to pass the time.
Ye Feng was about to step in but suddenly stopped, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
The appearance of the baby from Fallen Dragon Valley had coincidental aspects. Although he hadn't thought much of it at the time due to the urgency of the situation, now, upon closer consideration, he found several problems.
Firstly, the timing of the child's appearance was too coincidental; secondly, the fact that the baby was at the heart of the Fallen Dragon Valley but wasn't affected by the miasma; and thirdly, the child sometimes behaved a bit abnormally.
For example, the baby really didn't like Zhang Wenyuan and would cry whenever he held her, but when Ye Feng held her, she would giggle with laughter. Moreover, there was something about the child's gaze, so clear it was almost unrealistic, and she would even occasionally show emotional expression on her own.
"Perhaps this child is naturally intelligent and matures earlier than her peers," Ye Feng mused, unable to come to a conclusion. He shook his head and wondered if it might be because of his unique charm that the infant liked only him and not Zhang Wenyuan.
With this thought, he finally stepped into the yard.
