Best Young Master
Chapter 315 - 281 [Ye Fan’s Future Trump Card]

Chapter 315: Chapter 281 [Ye Fan’s Future Trump Card]

Just now, as Ye Wenhao was washing the blood from his body, he sensed through his spiritual sense that Ye Fan’s aura was growing stronger.

At first, Ye Wenhao thought Ye Fan was simply cultivating and didn’t pay much attention, but he quickly realized something was amiss—Ye Fan’s aura was climbing continuously, as if it had no end!

This discovery shocked Ye Wenhao immensely!

After all, there are only two situations in which a martial artist’s aura could become stronger.

First, by using special martial arts.

For example, when Ye Wenhao previously used the awe-inspiring "Burning Nine Heavens."

Second, it would be an enhancement of strength.

Beyond the shock, Ye Wenhao hastily changed into a loose set of pajamas and went to the study to try to figure out what was going on.

However—

What he hadn’t expected was that when he arrived at the door of the study, Ye Fan’s aura was still strengthening, and he clearly noticed that Ye Fan wasn’t using any martial arts!

Despite his extreme curiosity, he forcefully suppressed the curiosity in his heart and didn’t disturb Ye Fan until his aura stopped increasing, then he pushed open the door of the study.

"Uh..."

Ye Fan had been completely immersed in the enhancement of his abilities and hadn’t noticed Ye Wenhao approaching the study. Seeing Ye Wenhao enter and ask why his aura had strengthened, he was first taken aback, then honestly replied, "Dad, I just absorbed the Pure Yang Qi from the Taiyin Xuan Sword. My strength has increased, and I am about to break through to the Innate Great Success realm."

"What... what?"

As Ye Fan’s answer reached his ears, even Ye Wenhao, with his excellent psychological quality, was greatly startled.

As an Innate Great Perfection cultivator, he knew very well that Pure Yang Qi is one type of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi and is the most precious existence among yang energy, which can not only make one’s vitality exuberant and spiritual energy full, but it also has the function of nourishing and repairing the organs of the body.

It was normal and not surprising for Ye Fan to absorb Pure Yang Qi to enhance his strength.

What surprised him was that the Pure Yang Qi absorbed was condensed from the essence blood of successive Wudang Sect Leaders, and the Taiyin Xuan Sword contained the spiritual imprints of those Sect Leaders—To absorb the Pure Yang Qi inside the Taiyin Xuan Sword, Ye Fan would have to erase those spiritual imprints!

In Ye Wenhao’s view, although Ye Fan’s magic cultivation was not low, it was nearly impossible for Ye Fan, with his current strength, to erase the spiritual imprints left by past Wudang Sect Leaders!

"Didn’t the spiritual imprint inside the Taiyin Xuan Sword attack you?" Ye Wenhao was still in shock.

"It did attack, but the power was very weak."

Faced with Ye Wenhao’s inquiry, Ye Fan thought for a moment, and eventually, fearing Ye Wenhao might worry, chose not to tell him about his mysterious crimson gold crown and instead fabricated a lie.

"Weak?"

Ye Wenhao was somewhat puzzled, "The Taiyin Xuan Sword, being the Wudang Sect’s treasure and passed down through generations, shouldn’t have a weak residual spiritual imprint, right?"

"I don’t know what happened either, maybe it was weakened by that powerful strike of yours." Ye Fan had to bite the bullet and come up with a reason to cover his lie.

"That’s possible."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenhao felt that it was highly possible since "Burning Nine Heavens" could attack both the soul and the body—at the same time. If not for that, Murong Gu would not have died instantly.

"Buzz, buzz..."

As Ye Wenhao finished speaking, the sound of the phone vibrating arose.

"Your aunt is calling, will you take it, or should I?" Ye Wenhao pulled out his phone, saw that it was Chu Ji calling, and reminded him.

Ye Fan gave a wry smile, "I’m afraid she’ll scold me. You take it."

"Alright."

Rarely seeing Ye Fan reveal a child-like side, Ye Wenhao couldn’t help but smile, then answered the call and briefly told Chu Ji about everything that had happened.

"It was good fortune that lad had quick wits to stall for time until you arrived, or the consequences would have been unimaginable."

After hearing what Ye Wenhao said, Chu Ji breathed a sigh of relief. Then, curiosity sparked within her as she asked, "Now that both Murong Gu and his son, Murong Sheng are dead, who has the Taiyin Xuan Sword fallen into the hands of? Has it been taken away by the Yanhuang Organization?"

"It’s with Xiao Fan." Ye Wenhao replied, "Murong Gu put up the Taiyin Xuan Sword as a stake in our contest. According to the agreement, the sword is now mine."

"My goodness, that kid turned misfortune into a windfall, didn’t he?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ji was so excited, "Although the Taiyin Xuan Sword is a sword and not suitable for that kid to use, how can it still be a high-level magical artifact? If that kid uses it in the future to slay his enemies, his combat power will soar substantially."

"From now on, the Taiyin Xuan Sword will no longer be a high-level magical artifact." Ye Wenhao said with a bitter smile.

"Why not?"

"Xiao Fan has just absorbed the Pure Yang Qi that was condensed from the essence blood of successive Wudang Sect Leaders inside the sword," Ye Wenhao explained.

"How... how is that possible?"

Just like Ye Wenhao before, upon hearing this news, Chu Ji was so shocked that her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and then she said with full perplexity, "But logically, there should be a very powerful spiritual imprint in the Taiyin Xuan Sword, right?"

"It’s like this..." Ye Wenhao told Chu Ji about the likelihood they had deduced earlier with Ye Fan.

"I see."

Chu Ji thought the possibility was not small, then asked eagerly, "What level has that kid’s strength improved to now?"

"He says he’s about to break through to Great Success in the Innate Realm, but I’m not very clear on the specifics. Why don’t you talk to him," Ye Wenhao said.

"Okay!"

"Xiao Fan, your aunt wants to talk to you." Ye Wenhao smiled and handed the phone over to Ye Fan.

"Didn’t you agree you would take the call?"

Amused yet resigned, Ye Fan still grabbed the phone, habitually addressing Chu Ji as senior sister, "Senior sister, didn’t my dad already tell you everything? Why are you still looking for me..."