Chapter Ten: Great Justice is Manifested

  "Halt!" A clear and crisp voice slowly echoed from mid-air, a figure slowly descended onto the martial arts platform.

  A gentle breeze blew, her clothes tightly wrapped around her slender body, revealing the perfect curves beneath. Her calm and serene beautiful face showed a hint of coquettishness, and everyone's gaze involuntarily fell on that enchanting figure. The sound of swallowing saliva echoed from the mouths of the surrounding boys.

  Ye Chen's figure paused, slowly turning around to gaze at the slender and elegant figure that stood like a proud snow lotus, her eyes involuntarily revealing a complex expression. The delicate face from his memories gradually merged with the figure before him, his lips moving slightly: "Ye Muwan!"

  "Hey kiddo, this chick is quite a looker! Is she your girlfriend? No way, with your performance over the years, you couldn't possibly have landed someone like her!" Huo Qilin's teasing voice slowly echoed in Ye Chen's ears, and although he couldn't see Huo Qilin's expression at that moment, Ye Chen could already imagine his lecherous grin.

  "Ye Chen, you have a big nerve, daring to treat your own clansman like this!" Ye Muyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a hint of disdain and disgust flashed in her beautiful eyes.

  Noticing the disgust in Ye Mowan's eyes, Ye Chen also furrowed his brow and said lightly: "What does it matter!"

  For some reason, Ye Chen felt a chill when he saw the woman in front of him, and his memories gradually became clear. Since coming to the Ye family more than six years ago, this was the first time Ye Chen had seen the woman in front of him, but he could recognize her at a glance, because this woman was the sister of the owner of this unlucky body, born of the same father but different mothers.

  A red long whip shot out from behind Ye Muyu's back, carrying a fierce aura, and swept towards Ye Chen in an instant.

  Ye Chen let out a cold hum, six years ago Ye Muyu had joined an extremely powerful sect. Coincidentally, when Ye Muwen left home, Ye Chen had just crossed over into this world. Therefore, Ye Chen hadn't even seen Ye Muyu once before. Although in his memories Ye Muwen had given him a very bad impression, they hadn't started fighting the moment they met.

  With a flick of his wrist and a slight raise of his fist, Ye Chen made a move, unleashing a fierce gust of wind that carried a wild and untamed aura as it hurtled towards the long whip. The fist and whip clashed, producing a deafening crash, and Ye Chen's figure stumbled backward several steps before he finally came to a stop, a hint of surprise flickering in his eyes.

  The moment he came into contact with the long whip, Ye Chen clearly felt that the power contained on the whip was not great, and that one whip was just a show of force.

  Suddenly another burst of wind sounded, and in the blink of an eye, a figure slowly appeared in front of Ye Chen.

  A figure suddenly appeared, and Ye Chen still had a calm expression, saying lightly: "Ye Chen has seen the Fifth Elder!"

  The figure that suddenly appeared was the fifth elder of the Council of Elders, Ye Hao, who had a high prestige in the Ye family and was also one of the elders who looked down on Ye Chen the most.

  Ye Hao's figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Chen, a sharp and fierce gust of wind, and immediately fell on Ye Chen's shoulder. Ye Chen's eyes opened wide, not expecting Ye Hao to make a sudden move. His footsteps were slightly curved, but the next moment, a huge force pressed down on Ye Chen, making him unable to move at all.

  A sharp air current suddenly shot onto Ye Chen's shoulder, his clothes were torn open, and his shoulder was scorching hot with pain. Strands of blood stains immediately flowed out from the wound.

  "Ye Chen, you have a big nerve, daring to treat the young master of the Ye family like this!" Ye Hao's calm voice suddenly exploded in the scene, shocking everyone's eardrums.

  Ye Mowan's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she glanced at the bloodstain on Ye Chen's shoulder. She said to Ye Hao, "Elder Ye, I've already disciplined him just now, and you've also punished him. I think we can consider this matter settled!"

  "No way, this matter cannot be dropped like this! I must send him to the Discipline Hall for punishment!" Ye Hao said coldly, without regard for Ye Muxuan's face.

  Jilütang, as the only department supervising the Ye family's children, usually sends the Ye family's children who have committed crimes to be punished, and if they don't die, they will be skinned alive.

  Ye Chen didn't even wipe away the bloodstains on his shoulder, his dark eyes staring tightly at Ye Hao, his expression cold and indifferent. Just now, that one punch had made Ye Chen understand that Ye Hao's strength far exceeded his own; originally thinking that his initial eighth-level martial arts cultivation would be enough to withstand at least one move, he hadn't expected it to be so ineffective.

  He glanced at Ye Mowan, who was practicing on the martial arts platform with a gloomy face. At this moment, Ye Chen realized why Ye Mowan had swung that whip, apparently to help him out of trouble. The scorching pain in his shoulder made Ye Chen even calmer, and if he hadn't broken through the sixth layer of initial martial arts, that palm would have at least seriously injured him. Thinking of this, a hint of chill flashed in Ye Chen's dark eyes, and he coldly shouted: "What makes you send me to the Discipline Hall?"

  Ye Hao's face was as cold as frost, and he shouted: "What makes you think you can severely injure a fellow clansman? This alone is enough to send you to the Discipline Hall!"

  A cold laugh sounded, and Ye Chen suddenly took a step forward, his eyes falling on Ye Hao like a sharp sword. He shouted: "Crime, this is what you call crime? It's ridiculous to the extreme!" With another step forward, Ye Chen's expression turned stern, his tone changing as he pointed at Ye Hao and shouted: "Elder, you keep saying I intentionally severely injured Ye Xing, but has the Ye family's ancestral teachings ever stipulated that life and death are decided on the martial arts arena?"

  With a swing of his right arm, Ye Chen took another sudden step forward, his expression calm and collected, shouting loudly:

  "Wu Lao, you've been saying I'm maliciously injuring people. Now, where do you put the clan rules? You're openly violating them, isn't this disloyalty?"

  "Wu Lao, you don't ask about the cause and effect of the situation, yet you want to send me to the Discipline Hall, framing me with the evil reputation of severely injuring my own clan's junior. This is not righteous!"

  "Wu Lao, as a respected elder of the Ye family, you have dealt such a ruthless blow to your junior. Is this not an act of malicious harm towards a fellow clansman? This is utterly inhumane!"

  Ye Chen questioned one by one, each question getting closer and closer, three steps in, his eyes were wide with anger, his voice loud and clear, his long black hair fluttering without wind. His footsteps also utilized the fire-attributed true energy within his body, giving off an aura of majesty that was impossible to resist.

  Ye Hao could no longer maintain his calm demeanor, and in the face of Ye Chen's sharp gaze, he hastily retreated three steps. He immediately felt a sense of shame, having just been startled into retreating by someone with an "invalid" gaze. His face burning with indignation, he shouted at Ye Chen: "You dare not speak nonsense!"

  Take another step forward, Ye Chen suddenly shouted loudly: "How dare you speak nonsense! Hmph, such disloyal and unrighteous people, I don't know if they should be sent to the Discipline Hall. What virtue do they have to hold the position of Ye Family Elder? What virtue do they have that makes me respect them?"

  The last loud shout was like a thunderclap that exploded in everyone's ears, and at this moment, the entire venue was as quiet as a needle could be heard. Everyone stared at the thin figure in the arena with shocked faces. At this moment, the figure seemed so tall and majestic, and each shout made them involuntarily retreat several steps.