When Ye Ding coldly declared the severance of their father-son relationship and expelled him from the Ye family, Ye Chuchen clenched his fists. His breathing grew heavy, his face flushed a brilliant red, and his heart violently hammered against his ribs...

He was desperately enduring, restraining, and disguising the absolute... ecstasy boiling within him.

Utter euphoria.

Terrified that Ye Ding, Ye Ling'er, and the others might see through his facade and ruin his escape-Ye Chuchen endured it... so agonizingly!

The plan had only succeeded by a fraction. It was still far too early to celebrate.

Yet to Ye Ding, Ye Ling'er, and the others, Ye Chuchen appeared shattered. Seeing his face twisted in disbelief, his eyes rimmed with tears, and his cheeks red with devastation upon his expulsion, they covered their mouths and secretly snickered.

This wretched dog finally knows fear-serves him right!

"Brother Chuchen, you... you destroyed my Millennium Fire Spirit Pill..."

Ye Xuan stared fixedly at the Millennium Fire Spirit Pill pulverized into a muddy smear beneath Ye Chuchen's boot, his heart physically aching.

That was a Millennium Fire Spirit Pill! A priceless treasure born of extreme Fated Chance!

With just a single pill, he could have effortlessly shattered his Bottleneck. But now...

This bastard truly deserves to die! If he wants to throw a mad fit, he should do it outside-why take out his rage on my Spirit Pill?! Damn him!

Ye Xuan could not care less about Ye Chuchen's expulsion. In his eyes, even if this crippled waste remained in the clan, Ye Xuan would have eventually toyed him to death anyway!

"Xiao Xuan, is it not merely a Millennium Fire Lingzhi? Do not worry, we have no need to eat that wretch's garbage!"

Fifth Sister Ye Han's heart nearly broke upon seeing Ye Xuan's devastated expression. She hurriedly stepped forward to soothe him:

"Our Ye Family is a newly ascended immortal clan upon the Desolate Ancient Continent! We govern ninety-nine spirit veins across the world-what treasures do we lack?"

"Later, your big sister will take you to the family treasury. We will absolutely find another heaven-and-earth spiritual item to aid your breakthrough."

Third Sister Ye Qingqing and Ye Ling'er also hurried over. The three women surrounded Ye Xuan, their voices overlapping as they endlessly comforted him while viciously trampling Ye Chuchen's dignity.

In the eyes of these sisters, how could a banished Ye Chuchen possibly be more pitiable than Ye Xuan, who had just tragically lost a Spirit Pill?

"Ye Chuchen, you destroyed Xiao Xuan's Spirit Pill! This is far from over!"

"To harbor such a venomous heart against your own blood... I was truly blind to your nature!"

"Ye Chuchen, Father has already expelled you! If you cannot find a second Millennium Fire Lingzhi to compensate Xiao Xuan, even if you kneel until your bones shatter, I, Ye Ling'er, will never let you set foot in this estate again!"

"Exactly! Force this crippled waste to hunt down another Lingzhi for Xiao Xuan!"

"Otherwise, let him rot and die in the wilderness!!"

...

Ye Chuchen ignored the feral barking of Ye Ling'er and the rest. Instead, he calmly met Ye Ding's gaze upon the patriarch's throne, his own eyes perfectly tranquil-neither humble nor arrogant.

"Vile wretch, I have already severed our blood ties and banished you. Why do you still pollute my Ye Family's hall with your presence?"

Ye Ding's gaze was pitch-black. He had expected that the moment he decreed the expulsion, Ye Chuchen would instantly collapse to his knees in terror. He expected the boy to shatter his forehead kowtowing for mercy, begging him to retract the order, thus cementing his supreme authority as Patriarch.

Yet this bastard stared back with eerie calm. Not only did he lack a single shred of fear or regret, but he even...

seemed to have gotten exactly what he wanted, as if he were still unsatisfied.

It made Ye Ding feel as though he had swung a world-shattering punch into a ball of cotton-maddeningly unsatiating.

"According to the ancestral laws of the Ye Clan, any disciple who commits heinous acts or profound offenses must have their name struck from the genealogy before their expulsion."

Ye Chuchen cupped his fists toward Ye Ding and continued:

"The Patriarch has only verbally decreed my banishment. That is not enough..."

"I request the Patriarch to officially strike me, Ye Chuchen, from the family genealogy! Sever our linked Providence, cut the karmic threads of our fate, and thoroughly cast me out of the Ye Family!!"

Whoosh-

The moment those words fell, Ye Ding froze upon the patriarch's throne. The sisters surrounding Ye Xuan stood utterly paralyzed.

No one expected Ye Chuchen to be this ruthless.

Anyone with eyes could see that Ye Ding was acting in a fit of rage. Verbally decreeing an expulsion was half-driven by spite.

Once his fury subsided, or if Ye Chuchen groveled back with a second Millennium Fire Lingzhi to beg for forgiveness, Ye Ding would highly likely retract the decree.

But to be struck from the genealogy meant an absolute severance of karma and Providence. From that second onward, Ye Chuchen would truly have zero ties to the Ye Family.

He was burning the bridge to ash, leaving absolutely no room for retreat.

Ye Ding hesitated. Regardless of his crippled state, Ye Chuchen remained a monumental contributor to the clan. Was it truly necessary to drive him to the absolute brink?

But the instant Ye Ding met Ye Chuchen's icy, abyssal gaze, a nameless inferno violently erupted within his chest.

How dare he?!

"Brother Chuchen, you know Father possesses a soft heart and would never truly erase your name. Please, it pains me to see you threaten and provoke him further."

Right on cue, the pure white lotus, Ye Xuan, widened his innocent eyes and flawlessly poured oil onto the fire:

"Father, please do not be angry. Xuan'er does not even want the Lingzhi anymore. Striking a name from the genealogy requires invoking the clan's ancestors... I only thought Brother Chuchen was relying on the fact that you would never dare disturb their slumber over this..."

Before Ye Xuan could even finish his venomous plea, Patriarch Ye Ding violently surged from his throne.

"Rebellious wretch! You actually dare to bluff me?!"

"I shall awaken the ancestors this very instant! Today, I will personally carve your name from the genealogy and cast you into the dirt!!"

Rendered entirely blind by his fury, Ye Ding unleashed his apocalyptic Saint Pressure. Tearing through the void with his bare hands, he flicked his sleeve and vanished into the rift.

"Hmph, he overplayed his hand."

"This crippled waste clearly bet that Father wouldn't actually disturb the ancestors. Let us see how he maintains that arrogant smirk now."

"He must be suffocating in panic right now. I guarantee he is frantically calculating how to kneel and smash his head bloody so Father retracts the decree."

"Hmph! Without our Ye Family shielding him, this rotting dog will finally experience the true malice of the world!!"

...

Ye Chuchen paid zero heed to the icy mockery of his sisters. Lifting his boot, he cast a freezing glance down at the pulverized Spirit Pill smeared across the floor. He flashed a ruthless grin:

"Even smashed into the stone, even mixed with dirt and filth, it remains a supreme Spirit Pill."

"Ye Xuan, a man destined for greatness does not bother with trivial hygiene. If you desperately wish to shatter your Bottleneck, you ought to scrape it up and eat it."

"After all, if a wild dog can eat scraps off the floor, why can't you?!"

Ye Xuan's face instantly warped into the hideous purple of a pig's liver. The sisters erupted in unprecedented outrage, bombarding Ye Chuchen with a fresh wave of venomous curses. Seething with Killing Intent, Ye Ling'er violently slammed her palm forward, blasting Ye Chuchen through the air.

Ye Chuchen dragged himself up from the floor. Casually wiping the fresh blood trickling from his lips, he shot one final, freezing glare at Ye Ling'er and the others before turning his back and walking away.

"Xiao Xuan, do not listen to a single word of that cripple's bile! He is merely eaten alive by jealousy!"

"Exactly! Is it not just a single Millennium Fire Lingzhi? Even if I must tear through the Azure Heavens or scour the Yellow Springs, I will find another for you!"

"With Xiao Xuan's supreme talent, even without the Lingzhi, he will absolutely breach the Sea Cleaving Realm with just two more years of cultivation!"

...

Tears pooling in his eyes, Ye Xuan nodded with profound gratitude. His delicate, utterly innocent display squeezed his sisters' hearts in a vice of pity.

After Ye Chuchen's ruthless mockery, how could Ye Xuan possibly drop to his knees and scrape up the pulverized Pill? Doing so would truly confirm he was nothing but a dog!

"Ye Xuan, that boy's words are crude, but they ring with truth. Without this Millennium Fire Spirit Pill, given your actual talent, it will take at least two to three years to breach the Sea Cleaving Realm."

Yet, just as Ye Xuan prepared to follow his sisters out of the grand hall, the pitch-black ring on his finger faintly pulsed. A hidden soul resided within that ring. As soul power circulated, an ancient, raspy voice transmitted directly into the depths of Ye Xuan's mind:

"For our generation of cultivators, shattering realms is the only supreme truth. You transmigrated here from that so-called 'Blue Star'-your innate talent is abysmal!"

"If you wish to war against the Heaven's Chosen for Fated Chance and Providence, you must stomach what mortal men cannot. Even if this Spirit Pill fell into a literal cesspit, you would still need to dig it out and swallow it!!"

"..."

Ye Xuan froze, a violent wave of physical nausea clawing up his throat. Yet, he still respectfully replied within his sea of consciousness:

"Yes, Master!"

Noticing Ye Xuan suddenly halt, Ye Ling'er assumed he was swallowed by grief. She immediately panicked anew:

"Xiao Xuan, please do not despair. Shall I take you to beat that crippled waste Ye Chuchen half to death to vent your anger...?"

"Sisters, please, go on ahead. I..."

Ye Xuan forced a bitter, incredibly fragile smile toward his sisters before murmuring softly:

"I never meant to cause this mess. I will stay behind to sweep the grand hall. When Father returns... perhaps seeing it clean will ease his temper."

The moment those words fell, the sisters nearly wept from his absolute purity.

"Our Xiao Xuan is truly an angel. Even suffering such a blow, his only thought is for Father's peace of mind."

"If that rotting waste possessed even half-no! One percent! One ten-thousandth of Xiao Xuan's filial piety! He would never have infuriated us so deeply!"

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