Genius Daddy in the City

In Tiannan, China, the seventh day after the news of Ye Chen’s death spread, the Ye family in Lin City was in a state of mourning. The guests were all packed. The rain in the sky was pitter-patter, hitting the hearts of the living that were riddled with holes.

Numerous men in suits and sunglasses stood guard on both sides of the street outside the Ye family’s villa despite the drizzle. A long carpet was placed in the middle of the road.

Countless people dressed in luxurious clothes stepped onto the long carpet and entered the Ye residence in an orderly manner. No one spoke during this period.

The atmosphere was gloomy and sorrowful!

Many people in Tiannan and even China were still grieving over the death of Mad Southern Ye, the China No. 1. However, today was the seventh day of Mad Southern Ye’s death. The Ye family finally recovered from their grief and planned to hold a ritual for him to erect a cenotaph.

The mourning hall was set up in the living room of the Ye family’s villa. A black-and-white photo of Ye Chen stood at the most eye-catching spot. It was heart-wrenching.

Below him was a cold woman in plain clothes, and a five-year-old girl in white. The woman tossed joss papers into the brazier, while the girl held a memorial tablet in her hands, lost in thought.

Countless flower wreaths and couplets were placed around the mourning hall.

Lin Tai and Yang Tian, who were dressed in white, stood at the entrance like door guardians. They did not move as if they were petrified.

“The Chao family of Tiannan sends a couplet that says, ‘The Pure Heart Shines on the Sun and Moon. His Name Will Live Forever’!”

“Tiannan’s Li family sends a pair of wreaths!”

“…”

When every guest passed by the entrance, Yang Tian and Lin Tai would bow to them blankly.

“Beijing’s Han family, Li family, Yan family, Qin family, Pang family, and five other big families give couplets and wreaths each…”

The host’s decibels suddenly increased.

Yan Nanfei, Li Yunxiao, Pang Yuanqing, and the rest came together in plain clothes. All of them looked solemn.

Many of the guests’ expressions changed when they saw that. They did not expect the master of the five wealthy families in the capital to come and pay their respects to Ye Chen.

“Thank you!”

Yang Tian bowed to the five of them solemnly before leading them to the mourning hall. Su Yuhan, who was dressed in white, stood up and bowed to the five of them while holding Mengmeng’s hand, “Widow Su greets the five of you…”

Han Qinhu, who was leading the group, quickly stopped her. He took a deep breath in and comforted her, “The dead is gone, but the living are still alive. I’m sorry for your loss. Take care of yourself!”

He looked at Mengmeng, who had just turned five and was holding the memorial tablet with both hands, and his eyes were filled with pity.

After saying that, he turned around and led the four of them to the front of the mourning hall. Immediately, someone came forward to offer incense to each of them.

“First bow…”

Han Qinhu took the bundle of incense and looked at the black-and-white photo in front of him. He said in a deep voice, “Supreme Ye, have a good journey. I promise you that as long as the Li family doesn’t fall, the Ye family stands tall. The Li family and the Ye family will live and die together!”

At the end of his speech, he held the incense sticks with both hands and prayed to Ye Chen’s black and white photo.

“Supreme Ye, take care!”

The other four all bowed deeply!

…

At the same time, it was winter on the Kunlun Mountains. Many mountain peaks were already covered in snow. The cold wind rustled and chilled the bones of the human body, making it difficult to see any birds at all.

On a precipitous and solitary mountain, there was an aged figure standing at the peak, overlooking the entire world.

He was wearing a gray shirt for autumn, and it was extremely thin. However, in this cold season, he stood still, allowing the snowflakes to fall on him.

A young man in a suit with thick eyebrows and big eyes handed over a mink coat and lightly draped it over his body, “Old Chen, it’s getting colder and colder. You’d better put on some clothes. Don’t freeze your bones!”

The elder did not answer him, “Xiaotian, did you hear that?”

Qin Xiaotian was slightly stunned, “What?”

“The bell of death!

“The bell of death has finally sounded!”

The thin old man looked down at the foot of the mountain. His gaze shot towards the direction of Tiannan and there was a trace of regret and reluctance in his eyes, “Listen, this bell has such a strong death aura. It even has killing aura, blood aura…”

“Old Chen, is something about to happen?”

Qin Xiaotian’s heart sank. He sensed that there was a hidden meaning behind Old Chen’s words and felt a trace of unease. However, he was even more confused.

When the news of Ye Chen’s death arrived, the leader of the country in front of him had resigned and handed over his military power. He came to the Kunlun Mountains alone and stayed there for seven days. He did not interact with outsiders and seemed to be waiting for something.

However, in the past seven days, no matter how much he asked, the old man in front of him acted as if he did not hear him. It was as if he was looking down at the snowy landscape of Kunlun and the mortal world.

After some time, the snow stopped.

Two or three birds flew out of the forest and cautiously searched for food in the snow. One of them hid on a pine tree and secretly observed the old and the young, seemingly curious.

“The snow has finally stopped!”

Old Chen said calmly. Suddenly, he turned around and fixed his gaze on Qin Xiaotian, “Go down the mountain. Bring my family to the northeast to hide. Ye left something there when he was alive!”

“Why?”

The uneasiness in Qin Xiaotian’s heart grew stronger, “What about you?”

“The snow has stopped!”

Old Chen looked into the distance with a smile on his lips, “The people I’ve been waiting for will probably be here soon. Remember, come collect my corpse in three days and bury me in Kunlun Mountains!”

“What?”

Qin Xiaotian’s heart shook. Before he could ask anything, he felt an incomparably terrifying force attacking him, causing his body to uncontrollably fly down the mountain.

He could not believe what he was seeing!

Qin Xiaotian would never have thought that this old man whom he had protected for more than ten years would possess such a terrifying cultivation base. He was even more terrifying than any powerhouse he had ever met!

‘E-Emperor Stage!’

“Old Chen!”

He roared angrily. His heart was filled with shock and anger. He had a vague idea of what was happening, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch as the old man got further and further away from him before disappearing from his sight.

Not long after he disappeared, dozens of terrifying auras erupted from Kunlun Mountains like an avalanche.

When the dozens of figures saw the old man in front of them, they all paused. Their faces were filled with fear, and for a moment, no one dared to take a step forward.

Old Chen acted as if he did not see this. He took off his mink coat and folded it carefully before placing it on the ground, “Are you Old Bai or Old Xiao? Get out!”

In the next moment, a crack of ice slowly appeared in the sky. A white figure slowly stepped out from the crack of ice. That person was wrapped in a hazy light, and his face could not be seen clearly. He looked like an immortal that had descended into the world, making people tremble.

Old Chen did not raise his head, “So it’s Old Bai. It seems that Old Xiao still looks down on me, Chen. He actually did not come personally!”

“Chen Tulong!”

The figure in the air harrumphed coldly, “I don’t want to bicker with you today, nor do I want to fight you. If you know what’s good for you, then don’t interfere. You may live for a few more years. You don’t need to threaten me with the fact that Emperor Stage cultivators are forbidden from entering the world. My mission is to stall you!”

Old Chen disregarded the cold and reached out to dig at the snow in front of him, “As the saying goes, one should not implicate one’s wife and children. You’re from the ancient clans of Shang Santian after all, and have always followed the ancient ways. Don’t tell me you don’t even understand this logic?”

“Of course that’s true. However, that young man surnamed Ye has killed too many people from the five ancient clans, especially my grandson Shaoyu and the young master of the Xiao Clan, Yuanjing. With such actions, why is there a need to talk about the ancient law with him?””

“In that case, let’s fight!”

Old Chen sighed softly and dug out a longsword wrapped in black cloth from the snow, “That winter, I traveled with Great Ancestor to Kunlun and buried the sword here in front of him. I didn’t expect it to resurface onto the world today…”