Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

An hour later, the helicopter arrived in the imperial city, and originally, Yu Feiyu wanted to take advantage of the flight to talk to Ye Feng about her feelings, but regrettably, it wasn't just the two of them on the plane, and to make matters worse, they were all men, which made it very embarrassing for her, a delicate beauty, to speak up.

And it seemed that Ye Feng was also tired, after all, he had been traveling back and forth recently, and he quickly fell asleep against his seat after sitting down, leaving Yu Feiyu huffing in frustration and giving up.

Of course, as the daughter of the head of the Valley of the Medicine God, Yu Xianhe naturally wouldn't just leave his precious daughter unattended. Right after Yu Feiyu boarded the plane, he immediately ordered two half-step Divine Ability Realm senior elders of the Valley of the Medicine God to set out, and by a stroke of coincidence, they too arrived in the imperial city after the plane landed.

However, Yu Feiyu was unaware of all this; but this didn't escape Ye Feng's perception, he simply couldn't be bothered to point it out.

According to the plan, the private jet landed directly at the designated small airport of Northern Cloud Residence, and Ye Feng stepped out of the cabin door and said directly, "You've been away from the Imperial Divine Medical Sect for a while now, and I guess things must be quite chaotic without you in charge. I think you should return as soon as possible to check on things."

Yu Feiyu made an acknowledgment, swallowing the words she had wanted to say whole, and obediently got into the car arranged by Ye Feng, with her head down. However, as she pulled the car door open, she suddenly turned her head and asked loudly, "Big Brother Ye, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Ye Feng said with a smile, "I trust you in what you do, and I have no worries entrusting the Divine Doctor Sect to you. Just go ahead and do what you need to do; I have a lot of faith in you."

Yu Feiyu immediately shook her head and said, "No, Big Brother Ye, I'm not talking about the Divine Doctor Sect, I mean that matter..."

"That matter? Which matter?" Ye Feng asked, puzzled.

Seeing Ye Feng's expression, Yu Feiyu's happiness from after boarding the plane turned into gathering storm clouds, her whole heart seeming to fall into a valley in an instant, her entire being permeated with an indescribable sense of loss.

Even her eyes were already brimming with tears, but she stubbornly held them back, for she couldn't let herself cry in front of this man, at least not now.

Yu Feiyu had thought that, after her father's speech in the Guest Welcoming Hall of the Valley of the Medicine God, her relationship with Ye Feng was clear, especially since her father had stated that whoever eliminated the miasma and solved the problem for a million people of Xuanyuan Nation, he would give her away to that man.

And the one who eliminated the miasma was none other than Ye Feng. He didn't reject the proposal on the spot, so at that time, Yu Feiyu happily thought that this matter was settled. But now, seeing Ye Feng's indifferent behavior, she abruptly realized that everything was just her own wishful thinking.

She fully understood that Ye Feng's lack of direct rejection was only to avoid embarrassing her father, simply acting as a shield to fend off Hua Youque from the Flora Sect.

Figuring all this out, Yu Feiyu's heart was filled with mixed feelings, yet she couldn't express any of this to Ye Feng, after all, she had no idea what was really going on in his heart.

At this moment, Ye Feng was also quite puzzled, sensing something unsaid in Yu Feiyu's words, yet not quite understanding, so he had no choice but to ask, "Feiyu, is there something else you want to say?"

Yu Feiyu suddenly wanted to muster the courage to voice her thoughts, but just at that moment, she sadly saw Hong Qingyan approaching gracefully, and like a deflated balloon, she completely shrunk down.

"No... there's nothing. Don't worry, master, I will take good care of the Divine Doctor Sect!" After saying this, Yu Feiyu dove into the car and quickly drove away, but as soon as she sat down in the car, her feigned strength could no longer hold up, and tears began to flow freely.

Ye Feng, of course, was unaware of all this, and at this time, he was almost completely focused on the upcoming grand Martial Dao conference, naturally not paying too much attention to other things. Moreover, there's a saying that the heart of a woman is as elusive as a needle at the bottom of the ocean, which was now even more unfathomable to him.

Hong Qingyan was dressed in a long white dress, and compared to the morning, her aura was even more solid and stronger. Of course, the most significant change was her demeanor, becoming increasingly cold and distant, revealing a noble air amidst her aloofness.

"Truly, the cultivation technique practiced by this Ancient Daoist Cultivator is powerful. At this rate of cultivation, she could easily crush warriors of the same rank!" Ye Feng inwardly exclaimed, even considering Hong Qingyan's talent potential to be stronger than his own.

Of course, this was only temporary. Now that Ye Feng possessed the Divine Path Heavenly Edict, an ancient and rare Dao technique, he believed it wouldn't be long until he could enhance the quality of his Qi Force to the level of Spirit Essence.

What made Ye Feng feel dejected, however, was the unique nature of the cultivation method within the Divine Path Heavenly Edict. Up to now, he still hadn't found a good lead; just the First Stage, Emperor's Dao itself, was enough to give him a headache.

This cultivation technique was quite special. It wasn't like the Golden Core Great Dao of the Ancient Era, nor was it like the current practice of cultivating from the outside in through Qi Force. So far, Ye Feng had yet to grasp the specific and detailed methods of cultivation.

Of course, this wasn't something that could be rushed; he could only explore it slowly, firmly believing that he would find the way eventually.

Although Hong Qingyan already possessed a sort of aloof temperament, she exhibited an enchanting tenderness and fragility when facing Ye Feng. She quickly approached him, saying, "Flying back and forth must have exhausted you. Knowing you were coming back, I've prepared meals ahead of time."

"You've worked hard," Ye Feng nodded. Now that Hong Qingyan had embarked on the path of cultivation, he felt considerably more at ease.

Without delay, he went into the dining room of Northern Cloud Residence that belonged just to the two of them. By that time, the sky had already completely darkened. After a simple meal, the two went to the backyard to visit the little girl that they had brought back from Fallen Dragon Valley.

Ever since Long Nannan left, Ye Feng had specifically hired a nanny to take good care of the little girl. Initially, Ye Feng had planned to adopt the infant as his goddaughter, since she always chuckled happily upon seeing him, seemingly very fond of him, a feeling he reciprocated with joy. What was more precious was that Hong Qingyan also took a liking to her.

But recently, Ye Feng discovered that whenever he approached the girl, especially when he picked her up, he would feel a peculiar sensation. This feeling was very special and hard to pinpoint, but it made him quite uncomfortable and even nauseated.

At Ye Feng's current cultivation realm, it was illogical for him to suddenly experience such a strange physiological condition. At first, he thought it was his own health issue, but after several experiments with the same result, he began to suspect something was amiss.

Ye Feng even conjectured that the original appearance of this infant girl in Fallen Dragon Valley was so bizarre and abrupt that it might have been orchestrated by someone, and since it was deliberate, it would naturally be targeted at him. As for how the other party intended to use the infant girl against him, he had yet to realize it, but it was clear that Ye Feng had to be on guard.

Therefore, in nonessential situations, he would basically not enter this side courtyard and rarely visited the little girl, leaving her in the careful watch of others. Of course, he would no longer consider adopting her as his goddaughter, no matter how special her constitution was; he could no longer act rashly.

Holding the infant girl in his arms, Ye Feng once again felt that sense of suffocation and irritation. Therefore, he did not stay long and promptly left, deciding that he must reduce the frequency of his visits in the future. However, Ye Feng soon grew troubled — the little girl was on the brink of learning to walk and was gradually understanding simple matters, often clamoring for him.

Was he supposed to ignore her from now on?

This was indeed a problem! Or perhaps, should he send the little girl away now? But Ye Feng found it hard to bear the thought of letting her go, so after some contemplation, he decided to put the matter aside for the time being and returned to the bedroom in the backyard with Hong Qingyan.

The saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Moreover, as Hong Qingyan's physical condition gradually improved, their moments of intimacy became more frequent. As a result, once they entered the bedroom, Ye Feng was not to be disturbed.

However, what shocked Ye Feng was that in the middle of the night, after the frenzy had ended and they were preparing to sleep, the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll in his Sea of Consciousness inside the Heavenly Heart Palace suddenly vibrated. Then a massive flow of luck surged directly from the scroll into his body.

"Hmm? What on earth is going on? Why would the scroll suddenly release this kind of luck?" Ye Feng was astonished. Of course, he knew that now was not the time for inquiries. He quickly got out of bed, sat cross-legged, and began to drive this lucky essence, transforming his body on the one hand, and on the other, using this extraordinary luck to enhance the Qi Force in each of his Acupoints.

"Big Brother Ye, what's happening to you?" Hong Qingyan sensed something was amiss and turned to ask. However, the next moment she understood. Ye Feng had entered a state of cultivation, so she obediently got out of bed and went to another bedroom.

The quantity of this miraculous luck was not substantial, far less than the first time, so it took less than half a quarter-hour for Ye Feng to completely refine and absorb it. His Qi Strength Quality had also been slightly improved because of this.

Of course, if Ye Feng wished, he could also use this marvelous luck to break through his Acupoints. However, he thought of quickly elevating the quality of his Qi Force first, to see if it would transform from its current thin gaseous state to the liquid state of Spirit Essence, or even a higher-level form.

Of course, the amount of luck needed to fully transform the Qi Force in his body's Acupoints was enormous, something that couldn't be achieved in a short time. Just then, the voice of Sima Zhantian suddenly came from outside, "My lord, Xiao Chuanqi has made a breakthrough; he's entered the Divine Path Realm."

Hearing these words, Ye Feng's mind immediately grasped the likely reason for the sudden emergence of the luck and also roughly figured out the unique method of cultivating the Emperor's Dao.