"Oh, right."
Before leaving, Han Qingmian remembered something else and said to Ye Kunlun in a low voice, "Junior Brother, if you have time, you can go north. Perhaps there will be unexpected gains."
"What do you mean?" Ye Kunlun knew Han Qingmian wouldn't speak without reason.
Han Qingmian replied, "Do you remember what you often used to say?"
"'A golden scale is not an ordinary pond creature; the eternal Kunlun opens from here,' is that it?" Ye Kunlun chuckled, a hint of arrogance appearing on his face.
Han Qingmian hummed in affirmation. "Precisely. I won't say more. You'll know when you go north."
Hearing Han Qingmian say this, Ye Kunlun didn't press further.
After seeing Han Qingmian off, Ye Kunlun naturally became a distinguished guest of the Jicheng War Department.
In the following days, at Han Qingmian's request, Ye Kunlun helped the War Department improve its combat power.
Three days later, the combat strength of all the soldiers in the Jicheng War Department had improved by at least three levels!
The combat techniques Ye Kunlun taught them were simple yet ferocious, often subduing the enemy within three moves, with incredibly explosive power!
Everyone looked at Ye Kunlun with burning gazes of respect.
Over the past few days, Ye Kunlun had used his divine sense to locate Mo Ziyan and found that she had not left Jicheng, which put his mind at ease.
In a blink of an eye, only one day remained until the Zhou family's ancestral sacrifice.
On the west avenue of Jicheng, a luxurious vehicle with a military license plate sped along, followed by several armored cars for protection. It soon arrived at its destination, the Zhou residence.
The Zhou Residence.
Zhou Cen and the younger generation of the Zhou family had been waiting at the entrance for Zhou Lie's car to arrive.
"Haha," Zhou Cen laughed. "Elder brother, we haven't seen each other in years."
Zhou Cen stepped forward, smiling. "If it weren't for the ancestral worship, I fear I wouldn't see you even when I'm in the grave."
Zhou Lie had a stern, square face. Although he was in his sixties, his hair was still black, and he was full of vitality.
Only his eyebrows had long turned white, extending directly into his temples, giving him an exceptionally sharp appearance.
Upon hearing Zhou Cen's words, Zhou Lie smiled faintly. "Second brother, after all these years, why are you still so hypocritical?"
Zhou Cen was not angered by Zhou Lie's words and continued to smile. "Elder brother, my feelings for you are sincere."
Zhou Lie glanced at Zhou Lingkun, Zhou Lingyang, and Zhou Lingtian behind Zhou Cen.
Seeing Zhou Lie look their way, the younger generation hurriedly called out in unison, "Greetings, Great Uncle."
Zhou Lie waved his hand. "Let's go inside and talk!"
The meeting hall.
Zhou Cen and Zhou Lie took their seats at the head.
"Second brother, has the Zhou family not changed much over the years?" Zhou Lie asked with a look of seasoned composure.
Zhou Cen replied with a smile, "Elder brother, the Zhou family has always been low-key."
"I've returned this time not only for the ancestral worship but also for another matter," Zhou Lie stated directly. "I plan to move the ancestral graves to the capital."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Cen's expression shifted slightly, and he frowned. "Elder brother, our Zhou family has resided in Jicheng for generations. Moving the ancestral graves is a matter of great consequence and could greatly affect our feng shui and fortune."
Zhou Cen's tone carried a hint of concern, and he strongly expressed his disagreement.
"It's fine."
Zhou Lie's tone remained nonchalant, as if everything were under his control.
"I have brought Immortal Master Xu with me this time."
Zhou Lie said to Zhou Cen, "Immortal Master Xu is a disciple of the楼主 of the Qintian Tower and a master of the Feng Shui lineage. With his help, it should not be a problem."
"But Jicheng is, after all, our ancestral land," Zhou Cen said, surprised that Zhou Lie had come so well-prepared, even inviting an immortal master from the Qintian Tower.
The Qintian Tower was used by the royal family.
With an immortal master from the Qintian Tower on hand, moving the graves would naturally be a minor matter.
However, Zhou Cen knew that Zhou Lie was not simply there to move graves; he wanted to seize the Zhou family's fortune!
If Zhou Lie were to take away the Zhou family's fortune, his lineage would be completely cut off within a few years.
Therefore, no matter what, he could not allow Zhou Lie to move the ancestral graves.
"Elder brother, we should plan this matter carefully."
Zhou Cen, lacking a better solution for now, could only employ a delaying tactic.
Zhou Lie chuckled faintly. "I am merely informing you, not discussing it with you."
With that, Zhou Lie picked up his tea and savored it.
Zhou Cen also picked up his tea, lowering his head slightly, his expression displeased, a cryptic glint flashing in his eyes.
"Elder brother, a banquet will be held tonight to welcome you. For now, you should rest."
Zhou Cen put down his teacup and said to Zhou Lie with a smile.
Zhou Lie nodded. "By the way, Immortal Master Xu will arrive later. Ensure he is well attended to and not neglected."
"Rest assured, elder brother," Zhou Cen replied with a smile.
After Zhou Lie departed, Zhou Cen returned to his study.
"This old fellow, to actually want to sever my lineage's fortune," Zhou Cen's face displayed intense killing intent.
"Should we strike first?" the voice of the old man in hemp clothing came from the shadows.
Zhou Cen shook his head, his expression exceptionally grave. "Zhou Lie must have experts by his side. He has been cultivating his influence in the capital for so many years. Although he rarely ventures out, as far as I know, he has already amassed countless experts."
"This time, he has invited Immortal Master Xu from the Qintian Tower to suppress me. Truly a masterful move."
Zhou Cen's face showed a hint of unwillingness as he pondered how to stop Zhou Lie.
"As long as Immortal Master Xu is dealt with, Zhou Lie will not be able to move the graves," the old man in hemp clothing said again.
Zhou Cen had considered it, but Immortal Master Xu was from the Qintian Tower, and people from the Qintian Tower were unfathomable.
Legend had it that the楼主 was close to divinity, all-knowing and all-powerful.
If his disciple were killed, it would undoubtedly be discovered!
At that time, it would be a catastrophe for the Zhou family!
Soon, Zhou Cen thought of Ye Kunlun.
"Notify Ye Kunlun. I want to meet him secretly," Zhou Cen ordered the old man in hemp clothing.
Since he had a deal with Ye Kunlun, he didn't mind adding a bargaining chip to their existing transaction.
In Zhou Cen's opinion, Ye Kunlun's ability to resolve his Burning Heart poison indicated an extraordinary background.
Perhaps with Ye Kunlun's power, there might be a chance to contend with the Qintian Tower.
Soon, Zhou Cen secretly left the Zhou residence.
In a private room of a not-so-large tea house.
Zhou Cen sat, a fine layer of sweat forming on his forehead. He was waiting for Ye Kunlun.
Half an hour had passed, and Ye Kunlun had not yet arrived.
Just as he began to feel uncertain, Ye Kunlun pushed the door open and entered.
"Please sit."
Zhou Cen revealed a slight smile and made a gesture for him to sit.
Frankly speaking, Ye Kunlun hadn't expected Zhou Cen to suddenly request a secret meeting.
"Zhou Lie has arrived at the Zhou residence. I wanted to see you again to make another deal," Zhou Cen went straight to the point.
"If you want to make a deal with me, you must offer a stake that interests me," Ye Kunlun said, looking at Zhou Cen calmly, wanting to see what he had up his sleeve.
"Of course." Zhou Cen smiled. "I wonder if you are interested in fortune?"
Hearing this, Ye Kunlun narrowed his eyes.