The Most Generous Master Ever

"Patriarch, what's wrong? What King's seal?"

Everyone's hearts trembled when they saw Ye Wuhen's frown. An ominous feeling surged into their hearts.

Ye Wuhen looked up at the elders and carefully looked at the information in the envelope without thinking. "There's actually such a coincidence in the world?" Ye Wuhen touched the tear-seal on his forehead and was very confused.

This King's seal was the Inheritance King's seal of the Ye Clan. It was the symbol of the Ye Clan, the symbol of identity. Other than the people of the Ye Clan, no one in the world should have this King's seal. However, as described in Ye Qingxuan's envelope, an extraordinary figure suddenly appeared in the Heaven Mending Holy Land. Moreover, there was an identical mark on his forehead.

This made Ye Wuhen fall into doubt.

After a while, he said, "Does my clan have disciples from other factions cultivating in the Heaven Mending Holy Land?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the elders instantly fell into deep thought. After a long thought, a black-robed old man said, "Patriarch, if I remember correctly, the Sword Tomb has a son called Ye Feng. He seems to be cultivating on the divine mountain.

"This person is a few years older than the Eldest Young Master. He has extraordinary talent and is fully deserving of being a genius. After the chaos back then, he was secretly sent to the divine mountain by his father. There's no news from him until now. We don't know if he's dead or alive."

"Oh? Ye Feng?" Hearing this, Ye Wuhen's expression finally eased a little. In terms of age, this person matched Ye Qingxuan's description. However, the person in his letter was called Ye Qiu, not Ye Feng.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Wuhen immediately felt relieved.

Feng! It meant autumn, which was Qiu. Perhaps he wanted to hide his identity and secretly develop it. In order not to attract the attention of others, he changed his name? Thinking of this, Ye Wuhen's heart instantly turned cold. Killing intent instantly spread throughout the entire hall, and it was bone-chilling.

Although he was the current Patriarch of the Ye Clan, there were still many ambitious people in this clan who were unwilling to lower themselves to him. On the surface, they submitted, but they had been waiting for a chance to push him down.

Among them, the leader was the ruler of the Sword Tomb lineage. This person was his old opponent.

Although the Ye Clan looked glorious and huge on the surface, in reality, there was killing intent everywhere. They were not as united as people think. This was because this family had been passed down for thousands of years. It was too huge. The relations of all kinds of factions were complicated, and all of them were proud and arrogant. Everyone wanted to be the direct descendant and clear their name. Therefore, as long as this family still existed, the dispute would not end.

Ye Wuhen deeply understood this principle. Not to mention the collateral relatives, for the sake of the orthodox lineage, even biological brothers would draw their swords. Human desires were uncontrollable. Power was a sharp weapon for killing.

Now, when Ye Wuhen saw Ye Qingxuan's letter, he instantly felt a sense of danger.

"Haha, interesting! Ye Qiu? Looking at his age, this person is the same age as my eldest son. Unfortunately, his background destined him to not go far." Ye Wuhen had already wanted to kill as he sneered. The hatred and anger in his eyes had been suppressed in his heart for many years.

The Sword Tomb had made him pay a huge price in the chaos back then. He had always remembered this grudge.

Ye Qingxuan's letter said that Ye Qiu had already become the Heaven Mending Deity. He had monstrous power and the potential of a celestial. He was an existence below only one person in the Heaven Mending Holy Land and above ten thousand people.

If he was confirmed to be the successor of the Sword Tomb, then this person could not be left alive. It was impossible for Ye Wuhen to let a hidden danger that could threaten his status grow safely.

"Go…" Ye Wuhen had already made a decision in his heart. He boldly returned to his seat and ordered with the attitude of a superior, "Send someone to investigate. Find out where this person came from."

"Understood!" With an order, an elder immediately accepted the order and left the hall. He sent hundreds of experts to the Heaven Mending Holy Land to investigate Ye Qiu's background.

The remaining elders were worried and said, "Patriarch, Young Master's letter said that this person is the Heaven Mending Deity and is quite liked by Senior Meng. If he's really a direct disciple of the Sword Tomb, what should we do?"

As soon as this question was asked, it immediately attracted the worry of the others.

That's right! They knew better than anyone what kind of existence Meng Tianzheng was. Ye Wuhen knew even better. Who dared to touch the disciples he valued? It seemed like no one in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands dared to touch this taboo for the time being, right?

As soon as this question was asked, everyone began to worry. Ye Wuhen also frowned. He knew very well that Meng Tianzheng was the supreme existence in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. If the other party really wanted to protect Ye Qiu, he really didn't dare to move. However, on second thought, letting such a huge threat exist was tantamount to courting death.

For a moment, he fell into a dilemma. The most important thing now was to investigate Ye Qiu's background. After a while, Ye Wuhen seemed to have found a countermeasure and said, "Hmm… What you said makes sense. The other party's identity as the Heaven Mending Deity is indeed troublesome, but…" At this point, Ye Wuhen smiled, revealing a smile filled with killing intent. "There's never a lack of geniuses in this world. Those who can laugh last are the true kings. I'm very confident in my son. As long as he chases this person off the altar, haha…"

This smile was filled with killing intent. Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard this, and fear came from the bottom of their hearts. After thinking through Ye Wuhen's words, they immediately understood something and revealed a similar smile.

The reason why Ye Qiu was safe and sound now was because of his high and mighty position as the Deity. However, he, the Deity, was not unshakable. Once one day, someone defeated him and replaced him, then all his support would disappear.

At that time, Ye Wuhen might not even need to do anything personally. His enemies would naturally attack him. Without a towering tree like Meng Tianzheng, the chances of survival in this complicated Nine Heavens and Ten Lands occupied by aristocratic families were very slim.

"Coincidentally, my son has already broken the record of the Ten Heavenly Sanctums and successfully entered the Heavenly Venerate realm. Such talent is peerless in the world. Only the Heaven Mending Saintess can compare to him. I believe that he will definitely be able to defeat Ye Qiu and successfully become the Deity."

At this point, Ye Wuhen became even more confident. He firmly believed that like father, like son. He could kill his way out of the turmoil and complicated family chaos. His son could also become a dragon among men, an existence respected by tens of thousands of people.

He was 100% confident in Ye Qingxuan.