Chapter Nineteenth Ye Wushuang

  Mysterious smile, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, slowly turned around and walked towards the outside of the dense forest, the creaking sound of stepping on branches was unusually piercing at this moment.

  The many young people who were originally immersed in excitement also reacted and looked at each other in astonishment.

  The young man who had just spoken took several steps forward, jumped to Ye Chen's front, pulled Ye Chen's way and said respectfully: "We are willing to follow the young master!"

  Her eyebrows slightly raised, Ye Chen's eyes also flashed a hint of surprise, and she smiled calmly, her hands clasped together in front of her chest, saying lightly: "Follow me? Follow what?"

  The young man wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a frown was triggered by touching the wound. However, there was still a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, saying: "Second Young Master, you first helped us out of danger with your words, then provoked us, and then wildly incited us, wasn't it all just to win people's hearts?"

  The dark eyes stared tightly at the young man, and the fire attribute true energy flowed slowly on his body. A faint killing intent spread across Ye Chen's face, and at this moment, Ye Chen was like a sharp sword out of its sheath. The surrounding youngsters all looked at Ye Chen in astonishment, their hearts filled with shock.

  Although Ye Chen's eyes were piercing, the young man didn't back down at all. His gaze was also tightly fixed on Ye Chen as he said, "Second Master, I wonder if what I'm saying is correct!"

  His disheveled appearance, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, and on an ordinary face, the most striking feature was a pair of bright eyes. It wasn't until now that Ye Chen slowly regained his composure and looked at the young man in front of him, his earlier anger and agitation disappearing without a trace, replaced by calmness in his dark eyes, as if he had become a completely different person.

  What caught Ye Chen's attention was the confidence in the young man's eyes, as if everything was under his control.

  His eyes returned to calm, Ye Chen slowly picked up the iron sword on the ground, casually dancing out a few sword flowers in mid-air, and sheathing it back with an extremely natural motion. He shrugged his shoulders at the young man, saying indifferently: "Follow me? Why should you follow me? I'm just a useless person!"

  "Trash?" The young man also smiled and pointed to the sword marks on the ground, self-mockingly saying: "Second Young Master, don't think everyone is blind!"

  "Oh?" Ye Chen looked at the young man with interest, the fluctuations of true energy on his body were extremely weak, only having a cultivation base of around Initial Wu Three Layers.

  "In the martial arts hall, Ershao's battle with Yexing seemed like an act of anger, but wasn't Ershao also using that bloody method to intimidate some people? And afterwards, his seemingly reckless bet with the Fifth Elder was just a way to announce the return of the former genius. Ershao, I wonder if my analysis is correct?"

  A faint murderous intent flashed across the dark pupils, but Ye Chen's expression remained normal. The two of them gazed at each other for a few moments before he spoke in a gentle tone: "What can you help me with?"

  That flash of murderous intent, though fleeting, left the young man as cold as if he had been plunged into an ice cellar.

  Cold sweat dripped down the young man's face, and at this moment, the back of the young man was already soaked with cold sweat, washing away the bloodstains all over his body, dripping onto the withered yellow leaves. The young man remained silent for a while before suddenly lifting his head and saying word by word: "I will try my best to help Second Master win over the young master!"

  Ye Chen slowly scanned the dozens of young men behind him, then turned his head and said, "What's your name!"

  "Leaf Without a Pair!" The young man said calmly, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his originally tense heart also relaxed.

  At first, Ye Chen's battle with Ye Xing was indeed intended to intimidate the ordinary disciples of the Ye family, and his bet with Ye Hao was to increase his prestige in the Ye family, thereby getting rid of his reputation as a waste. Ye Chen smiled slightly, rubbing his forehead, and said lightly: "Within three months, how many famous disciples can you pull over!"

  Ye Chen's move undoubtedly acknowledged Ye Wushuang, who thought for a moment before speaking in a soft voice: "The Ye family has dozens of direct-line households and thousands of collateral households. I can probably win over hundreds of collateral households. If there are resources to assist me, I can win over more than 500 households!" There was no hesitation, the words were concise and decisive.

  Hundreds of households, Ye Chen's eyebrows slightly furrowed. The direct descendants of the Ye family are the strongest, and the collateral branches usually rely on the direct line. Most of the elders come from the direct line, so it can be said that the direct line is closely related to the interests of the family. Even if they win over hundreds of households from the collateral branch, their right to speak in the Ye family may not increase much.

  "What resources? What kind of resources are needed?" Ye Chen's mouth slightly curved up, and he couldn't help but ask in doubt.

  "The only thing that the illegitimate children lack is martial skills, techniques and elixirs. If they had these resources, it would be easy to win them over! As one of the illegitimate children, Ye Wushuang naturally understood what resources they lacked. Usually, the martial skills they came into contact with were at most low-level yellow rank, or even not worthy of being called yellow rank. This was also a way to widen the gap between the legitimate and illegitimate branches."

  Bitterly smiling, Ye Chen helplessly rubbed his forehead. All the resources Ye Wushuang mentioned were what he lacked. Now, the only thing he could put on the table was his mid-grade sword technique, Sword Qi Slash. However, this Sword Qi Slash was also his trump card now, and Ye Chen wouldn't be foolish enough to give away his trump card. He helplessly shrugged and said, "I can't take out these resources!"

  Ye Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, then immediately understood Ye Chen's current situation. He furrowed his brow and said, "Second Young Master, I will do my best to win over the more than 200 households of the Ji clan!"

  "Two hundred households, if you can win over two hundred households, then you'll be with me from now on!" Ye Chen's mouth corner rarely revealed a hint of smile, and immediately his tone changed, saying: "Ye Wushuang, there is no free lunch in the world, what is your purpose?"

  After talking, Ye Chen also knew that if his plan had the help of the young man in front of him, it would be twice as effective.

  "I want status and fame!" Ye Wushuang didn't hide his ambition at all, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I want the right to surpass the direct line!"

  Fame, wealth and status are always what the majority of people pursue, and Ye Wushuang is no exception. Born with a humble background, he understands even more the meaning that status represents. If he were a legitimate son today, perhaps Ye Wucheng would not have dared to be so arrogant, and his sister would not have been bullied.

  Her gaze slowly shifted to the girl behind Ye Wushuang, and when the girl met Ye Chen's eyes, her face turned red, and she playfully stuck out her tongue, looking adorable.

  "Why choose me then?" Ye Chen asked, still being stubborn and unyielding.

  "No other choice!" Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders, saying: "But at this moment I believe my choice will be the right one!"

  Gazing quietly at Ye Wushuang's eyes, a hint of smile appeared on Ye Chen's mouth, and he said lightly: "Perhaps!"

  He slowly turned around and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

  Ye Wushuang gazed at the figure that was gradually moving further and further away, her eyes changing from initial confusion to final determination.

  A gentle breeze swept over the yellowish-green fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

  "Little one, why must you grasp the Ye family? If the Ye family were placed on the mainland, I think their power would be nothing more than ninth-rate!" Huo Qilin was also puzzled by Ye Chen's actions at this moment. In his understanding, as long as he had strong strength, he would have power and status, why bother to grasp the Ye family?

  "Little Fire, in my past life I had a brother, he was different from me, he was a top-notch killer, but one day he quit the organization and went into hiding with his wife. However, who doesn't have enemies in this line of work? Finally, one day an enemy found him. In the past, he was the golden killer of the organization, those small fries didn't dare to provoke him. But after losing the organization's backing, he was surrounded and killed by a group of small fries! And his wife was also humiliated in public!" Ye Chen's voice was slightly low, revealing a hint of sadness.

  "What are you going to tell me!" Huo Qilin also slightly understood Ye Chen's meaning!

  "I couldn't live a life of simple food and drink in seclusion, but I also don't know if one day I'll come to loathe the life of slaughter. Why are those so-called masters able to live in seclusion with stability? Is it because their abilities are powerful? No, perhaps the Soul Warrior realm can handle over a hundred strong Qi Warriors, but what about a thousand, ten thousand? Which of those strong warriors doesn't have a powerful force backing them? It's precisely because of that powerful force that they're able to pursue the martial path with peace of mind and live in seclusion! Ye Chen grasped the Ye family, perhaps partly to vent his anger, but mostly to have a reliable force to depend on."

  "Most of the strong have a powerful force behind them, kid. You're not bad to be able to see this point!" Huo Qilin rarely praised him.

  Bai Le Huo Qilin gave a glance, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Huo, why didn't you tell me the reason why you were in the ring?"

  "This involves personal privacy, I refuse to answer!" Huo Qilin responded with a rogue tone and immediately transformed into a stream of light that shot into the Qilin Seal.

  "......" Ye Chen fell silent. Every time he asked this question, Huo Qilin would react the same way, with a bitter smile, and slowly walk towards the courtyard.