In the Ye family mansion, Ye Dongfang sat pale-faced in the main seat.
Gone was the spirit and vigor he once had.
Since a year ago, when he witnessed with his own eyes the complete annihilation of the Yin Sea Hall,
Ye Dongfang’s will was completely broken.
After returning to the Bitter Cold City, he voluntarily relinquished his position as head of the Ye family.
He passed the leadership to his younger brother, Ye Beiwang.
From then on, he remained at home, mourning his eldest son.
Originally, everything seemed fairly smooth.
But recently, Ye ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) Beiwang began stirring up trouble. And today, he summoned many relatives of the Ye family,
Threatening to demand an explanation from Ye Dongfang!
The Ye family had been entrenched in Bitter Cold City for a thousand years, deeply rooted; the treasury held countless ghost stones, rare heavenly materials, and treasures.
The family fortune should have been substantial.
But why, after you stepped down, don’t the treasury contents match the ledgers?
Did you use the treasury’s goods as "tuition" to pay for your dead son’s cultivation?
Everyone knew that back in the early years, Ye Yu’s talent for cultivation was average at best, and he never practiced diligently.
Even among the family, he was the very last.
The reason he was able to study under Han Qi was entirely because Ye Dongfang used resources to pave his way.
This was no secret.
But if one reflects honestly, all the "tuition" Ye Dongfang paid was from his own property.
He never took a single thing from the treasury.
How could his own brother, Ye Beiwang, slander him with such accusations now?
Ye Dongfang was very angry and gave a serious explanation.
He bluntly said, “If there was truly a problem with the treasury under my management, why didn’t you speak up at the handover a year ago? Why dig up old grievances now? What exactly are you trying to do?”
Ye Beiwang sneered coldly: “Did I dare say anything back then? Your loyalists were everywhere in important Ye family positions.
If I had spoken up then, I wouldn’t be alive now.
Brother, if only one or two things were missing from the treasury, I wouldn’t say anything.
But look for yourself — what’s left in the treasury?”
Ye Beiwang waved his large sleeve.
A scene appeared, showing the enormous treasury nearly empty except for a few empty boxes.
It was pitifully barren.
Seeing this, Ye Dongfang shouted loudly: “No, this is impossible!”
Ye Beiwang said: “Nothing is impossible! This is your doing!
Brother, you touched the entire Ye family fortune. Now, as the head of the Ye family, I have no choice but to stand up and uphold justice, even against my own kin!
You better kneel quickly and tell everyone—where is the treasury’s stuff?
Did you give it all to your dead son?”
Ye Dongfang was so angry he could barely catch his breath.
He already saw through this—it was a complete setup!
When he handed over the treasury to Ye Beiwang a year ago, it was still fully stocked.
Now it’s completely empty?
There’s no doubt Ye Beiwang tampered with it.
Ye Dongfang raised his hand, pointing at Ye Beiwang, about to argue again.
But Ye Beiwang shouted fiercely again: “Kneel!”
The words were laced with thick ghostly power, causing Ye Dongfang’s mind to falter, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.
At that moment,
A figure appeared instantly.
With a single step, he stomped Ye Beiwang to the ground.
“Second uncle, tell me, who do you want to kneel to?”
A cold voice sounded.
All the ghosts present stepped back in disbelief.
Ye Dongfang immediately sobered, stepped forward in shock, and looking at the familiar figure, trembled as he said: “Big son, you’re not dead?”
Hearing this, Ye Yu instantly had a black line across his forehead.
Muttering: “I beg you to stop hoping for me! Also, what the hell is going on? How dare second uncle talk to you like that?”
In Ye Yu’s understanding,
Second uncle Ye Beiwang had always been Ye Dongfang’s right-hand man, wholeheartedly serving as deputy.
How was he so bold today?
What was going on?
Then Ye Dongfang briefly recounted the events of the past year.
After hearing it, Ye Yu understood immediately that this was entirely a setup by second uncle Ye Beiwang.
With their stubborn old father, sending him to take treasury items was harder than killing him.
How could he possibly embezzle the entire treasury?
So, Ye Yu pressed down lightly with his foot, causing Ye Beiwang’s soul to disperse slightly.
“Second uncle, come on, tell me where the treasury goods went.
If you don’t confess, you’ll die!”
Ye Beiwang felt unbearable pain and struggled, but could not break free.
He was very surprised.
Ye Yu was clearly a cultivation failure, so how had he become so strong?
No, something was definitely wrong here.
But the treasury goods he would never reveal!
Ye Beiwang shouted loudly: “Bastard, what are you all standing there for? Hurry up and come save me!”
Hearing this, the Ye family members suddenly realized the truth.
They rushed forward, trying to drive Ye Yu away.
Who dares?
Ye Yu roared, and the pressure of his Ghost Immortal Realm cultivation surged forth, sweeping through all Bitter Cold City.
Truth be told, maybe in the greater Netherworld this cultivation realm is nothing special.
But in this remote Bitter Cold City, it placed him among the super elite.
In an instant, the Ye family members were all blasted away.
Ye Yu grabbed Ye Beiwang’s soul and coldly said: “Since you won’t talk, don’t blame me.”
He thought for a moment, then used soul-searching technique on second uncle.
He quickly learned everything.
It turned out Ye Beiwang had recently raised his cultivation to the peak of the Unity Realm, grown arrogant,
Emptied the entire treasury and planned to frame his brother Ye Dongfang.
But no one expected things to turn out like this.
Once the truth was revealed,
Ye Yu immediately executed Ye Beiwang and found the storage ring containing the treasury goods at his cultivation site.
With the truth laid bare,
The Ye family members felt deeply ashamed, repeatedly apologizing to Ye Dongfang, saying they had been misled by Ye Beiwang and it was unintentional.
Ye Yu snorted coldly and slaughtered all the troublemakers who dared come to stir trouble in the Ye family.
This ruthless act shocked all of Bitter Cold City.
In his words, “Disloyal dogs, I don’t want them!”
Such words were extremely harsh, but no one dared make a peep.
The reason was simple: whoever is stronger holds the truth.
Ye Dongfang resumed his position as head of the family.
He was very happy and wanted to talk with Ye Yu about what had happened these years and how his cultivation had risen so much.
But Ye Yu had no time to answer.
Because he had something very important to do.
That was to write a cliché novel about the cultivation young master who returns invincible!
Nothing could be a better hype topic than that.
Ye Yu believed that if he managed this well, he would surely soar to the top!
