Chapter 8: Ye Fan's Yuan Dan Boundary

  "Roar!!"

  Three slaps were slapped flying by Ye Lin, and Ye Zhen still didn't know that his soul had been stamped with the Pursuing Soul Seal by Ye Lin, and life and death were already in Ye Lin's hands. Instead, he roared again, and once again like a wild bull, he rushed towards Ye Lin fiercely.

  "Hum, I can slap you flying for the first time, and I can also slap you flying for the second time."

  Ye Lin let out a cold snort, and a chill flashed in his eyes. He swung his arms wide, and as Ye Zhen approached him again, he slapped him on both sides of the face.

  Of course, this time, Ye Lin didn't use his Soul Chaser move, but instead used his bare hands to slap him twice at an extremely fast speed.

  After slapping Ye Zhen twice, the anger in Ye Lin's heart seemed to have dissipated a lot. With a swift kick of his right foot, "Bang!!" Ye Zhen's body was kicked flying like a wooden puppet.

  Looking at Ye Zhen who had already been kicked flying, thinking back to his arrogance and domineering attitude over the past two or three months, suddenly everyone felt that he was beaten well and should be treated this way.

  For the past three months, Ye Zhen's power has surged greatly, causing trouble everywhere, and he really offended many people. Even many older members of the Ye family couldn't stand it, but every time they went to find Ye Zhong'er, the elder, it ended in nothing. Otherwise, how could the story of Feng Ye Dao and others fighting with Ye Zhen have come out?

  Now seeing Ye Zhen being beaten so badly by Ye Lin, these people of the Ye family were naturally overjoyed.

  However, the Ye family members were delighted, but annoyed Ye Chong and others. Ye Zhenke was his real son, and now he was being beaten so miserably, how could he not hate? However, Ye Chong was now the second elder of the Ye family, and just now he had come forward to say that the battle could begin. Facing tens of thousands of Ye family members, even with his strong strength, he did not dare to act rashly.

  However, as his own son was being beaten like this, he, as a father, naturally couldn't remain unmoved.

  "Hmph, didn't expect this little beast's power to rise so quickly!!"

  Ye Chong's face turned iron-green, his eyes swept over Ye Lin, cold light shot out, and he turned his head again to glance at a young man below the square.

  The young man nodded and shouted loudly: "Brother Ye Lin is indeed worthy of being the descendant of the heroic Ye family, with great strength. Let me, Ye Qing, experience it for myself."

  As he spoke, a cold light flashed by, and before anyone could get on stage, a treasured sword flew out from behind him, bringing with it a trail of cold light, heading straight for Ye Lin.

  "Fei Xian Jian Fa?"

  "Is this the Flying Immortal Sword Technique? How is that possible? The Flying Immortal Sword Technique is a lost sword technique, how can a Body Cultivation martial artist possibly cultivate it?"

  As soon as the sword was drawn, it caused a commotion in front of the Bell Tower Square, which was even more sensational than Ye Lin's sudden breakthrough to the seventh heaven of Refining Body three months ago.

  Fei Jian Swordsmanship, a legendary sword technique created by the strongest of the Pre-Heavenly ranks, ranked among the top nine of the eighteen martial arts grades. In reality, it is actually the twelfth grade, with truly formidable power capable of shattering rocks and splitting mountains.

  However, the Ye family, although they obtained this sword technique, never had anyone cultivate it. It's not that no one had the aptitude for it, but rather that this sword technique was incomplete and cultivating it forcibly would easily drive someone mad.

  But what was originally impossible for humans to cultivate, the Flying Immortal Sword Technique, has actually been cultivated by someone. Isn't this shocking?

  Could it be that the Ye family actually produced such a person, who only cultivated his body to the seventh heaven and yet created a pre-heavenly martial art?

  Ye Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, staring intently at the person who claimed to be Ye Qing. Suddenly, he burst out laughing and said: "Good, it's rare to meet a genius like Brother Ye Qing. I naturally want to learn from you."

  As he spoke, Ye Lin suddenly accelerated and slapped the figure that followed the flying sword onto the high platform. As he passed by the flying sword, Ye Lin's left hand transformed into a claw, and with a sweep of his arm, he grasped the hilt of the Flying Immortal Sword. He then sped up again, taking three steps in two, and arrived in front of the man who called himself Ye Qing. Not giving him time to react, the palm that had transformed from the Pursuing Soul Hand slapped fiercely onto the young man's face, sending his still-unsteady body tumbling down from the high platform once more.

  Ye Lin stood at the edge of the high platform, his hands clasped behind him, coldly sweeping his gaze over the figures before him. In an instant, his body seemed to loom large and towering above all the members of the Ye family.

  "Ah, catching the Flying Sword with bare hands? Unbelievable! When did this kid become so formidable?"

  It wasn't until then that everyone finally came back to their senses, but no matter how hard they thought about it, they couldn't figure out when this former waste had become so powerful.

  Looking from afar at that figure, all the members of the Ye family felt a kind of resonance in their blood, as if the person before them should be revered as supreme.

  However, there are always those who don't fit in, and Ye Chong is one of them. He isn't a member of the Ye family by blood, so he can't truly understand the feelings of the current members of the Ye family. But what he does know is that his own son was brutally beaten, and he's unable to take revenge for him, which fills him with great anger.

  "Kid, I'm here to learn from you."

  "Kid, I'll be waiting for you in autumn."

  "You little brat, you dare challenge me Ye Jin? You're looking for death."

  ……

  At one time, dozens of people suddenly jumped out, all of whom were the ones Ye Lin had named to challenge earlier. They all couldn't sense any aura of the Ye family's bloodline, and they were all famous young disciples of the Ye family, all of whom were extremely powerful.

  Now, these guys all jumped out at the same time, wanting to challenge Ye Lin or respond to Ye Lin's challenge.

  In short, it's either everyone challenges Ye Lin together, or Ye Lin challenges everyone alone.

  At this sight, suddenly, the entire Ye family was in an uproar.

  "Damn it, is this an attack?"

  "What about the law enforcement? These bastards are too arrogant, they must be severely punished."

  ……

  At that moment, tens of thousands of people all cursed at once. If it were the old Ye Lin, even if Ye Lin was beaten to the point where every bone in his body was broken, as long as he didn't die, these people wouldn't have made a sound. However, after witnessing Ye Lin's glorious feat just now, Ye Lin's image had already risen greatly in the hearts of these people. Moreover, because of Ye Lin's unintentional action earlier, it triggered a resonance among all the Ye family bloodlines, and everyone vaguely felt that Ye Lin should be the supreme person in their hearts.

  Naturally, now there are so many people besieging Ye Lin, how dare they agree?

  However, even when faced with the siege of twenty or so people, Ye Lin remained unmoving as a mountain, quietly watching these fake disciples who were rushing towards the high platform.

  "Hmm!"

  Just then, a cold hum came from behind, and a loud shout: "Ye Fan!"

  Although it was just a voice, it suppressed all the high-ranking officials who were about to climb up to the high platform. Ye Lin turned around and saw that Ye Fan himself walked towards the force-measuring wall, from which a beam of light shot down, enveloping Ye Fan's body.

  But in a short while, a golden light came from the force wall, and it was already the first row that had rushed to the top.

  "Really? Yuan Dan period?"

  Everyone, including those fake disciples of the Ye family who were suppressed by Ye Fan's cold hum, looked at the force-measuring wall with some disbelief.

  "Is this, Yuan Dan period, so powerful?"

  Everyone thought of Ye Fan's cold snort just now, and more than 20 strong men rushed towards Ye Lin, but were actually suppressed by his cold snort. Now he has passed the test and it turns out that he is only in the Yuan Dan stage.

  "How is this possible? He suppressed over twenty people with just one cold snort, how can he possibly be only at the Yuan Dan stage?"

  To be honest, the Yuan Dan stage is already very powerful. The Yuan Dan stage has reached the peak of the first major boundary of cultivation. Breaking through this boundary, ordinary people will transform from then on and shed their mortal bodies.

  But, just now that one cold snort, unexpectedly was only Yuan Dan stage, how many are afraid there is some unreal. Moreover, earlier twenty several young strong people among the largest all have thirty several years old, already left disciple identity, early has reached Yuan Dan stage, however, under Ye Fan's one cold snort, still cannot help but retreat.

  Ye Lin's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Ye Fan, thinking to himself: "Why did you intervene? Do you want to help me out of trouble?"

  Unlike others who were shocked by Ye Fan's Yuan Dan period, what Ye Lin was thinking in his heart was that he wanted to figure out why Ye Fan had made a move now and for what reason.

  Is it for helping oneself get out of trouble, or what?

  Suddenly, Ye Lin's expression changed and he muttered to himself: "Could it be that you've also sensed something?"

  Ye Lin looked at Ye Fan with a hint of profundity, feeling that his previous move had some deeper meaning, and suspected that he had sensed something.

  However, now Ye Fan has appeared, and Ye Lin can't continue anymore. He directly walks down from the high platform and comes to Xing Tian's side.

  Xing Tian asked with some concern: "Young Master, are you alright?"

  Ye Lin seemed very happy and smiled: "What can I have, it's great."

  Xing Tian was somewhat curious and didn't know why Ye Lin was so happy, so he asked: "Young Master, you seem very happy, what's making you so happy?"

  Ye Lin smiled slightly and said: "My way is not lonely, my way is not lonely!"

  As he spoke, Ye Lin seemed to be really happy, turned his head and looked at Xing Tian, saying: "Before, I always thought that our Ye family didn't know the true face of Ye Zhong, and was even more worried about Ye Fan..." At this point, Ye Lin looked around at the crowd of people and stopped speaking.