"The real world?"
Lin Yu was confused, not understanding what Ye Ling meant. However, she had always been clingy to Ye Ling since childhood and didn't doubt his words much. She nodded and said, "Then, brother, quickly show me!"
As Lin Yu said this, she never imagined...
Her life would change because of it.
Ye Ling chuckled, "Alright."
About twenty thugs kicked the door open aggressively. Demonic energy surged around Ye Ling, transforming into a black Qilin within the room, roaring at the twenty-plus thugs.
All the thugs were stunned by the Qilin!
"Roar!!!"
A fierce wind blew, making the thugs' hair stand on end. Everyone stood frozen, staring blankly at the black Qilin, their minds a complete blank!
Lin Yu's jaw almost dropped in shock. She couldn't think at all, "Q-Qilin?"
Ye Ling patted the Qilin, which had been conjured from demonic energy. The Qilin then charged towards the thugs.
Lin Yu only saw a flash of black light, and then the thugs vanished as if they had evaporated.
"Am I... dreaming?"
Lin Yu rubbed her eyes vigorously. Seeing the black Qilin still standing in the courtyard, she pinched her own face hard.
Feeling the pain, Lin Yu finally confirmed she wasn't dreaming.
"Brother... what is this..."
Lin Yu looked at the black Qilin, not daring to think about where those twenty-plus thugs had gone.
"It's a long story. In short... it's like those cultivation novels you loved to read as a child. The supernatural powers you fantasized about are all real."
"And your brother here has managed to climb to the top among those immortals."
Ye Ling explained to Lin Yu dotingly. With a wave of his hand, the black Qilin quickly shrunk to the size of a small dog and jumped into Lin Yu's arms.
"So cute!!!"
Seeing the pitch-black Qilin in her arms, Lin Yu's girlish heart exploded, her eyes shining.
Seeing how Lin Yu couldn't put the Qilin down, Ye Ling smiled, "Although this Qilin is formed from my demonic energy, it has absorbed some of my vital essence and a portion of the essence of heaven and earth. It has already developed some spiritual intelligence. I'm giving it to you as a pet."
"Can I really have it?" Lin Yu's eyes were practically sparkling, her excitement palpable.
She had always loved reading cultivation and fantasy novels, and she dreamed of seeing the world of flying through the sky and escaping the earth.
She never imagined that the immortals who could fly through the sky and escape the earth actually existed!
Now, seeing the methods Ye Ling displayed, she was already overcome with excitement.
Ye Ling smiled, "Of course... I've inscribed several cultivation techniques suitable for you within this Qilin. You can pick one to practice. If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me."
If Ye Ling's words were heard by the cultivators of the Dongxuan Continent, countless geniuses and prodigies would have been consumed by jealousy!
Ye Ling, as the Supreme Being of the Dongxuan Continent and the Lord of the Demonic Palace, held lectures where even Saint Emperors would travel vast distances to Ye Ling's mountain gate just to hear him speak, hoping for a breakthrough.
There were very few prodigies on the entire Dongxuan Continent who received personally selected cultivation techniques from Ye Ling and were guided by him individually!
Of course, Lin Yu was unaware of Ye Ling's status in the other realm. At this moment, she was completely captivated by the black Qilin, engrossed in choosing a cultivation technique.
Seeing Lin Yu's focused expression, Ye Ling didn't disturb her and walked out of the room.
At this moment, He Tian and He Meng had just woken up. They hadn't figured out what was happening around them when they saw Ye Ling standing before them.
"You!"
Upon seeing Ye Ling, He Tian was startled again and quickly retreated a few steps, saying in terror, "Don't come near me! My men will be here soon! If you dare to touch a single hair on my head, I'll kill you!"
He Tian threatened sternly, not realizing that all the men he had brought had already vanished.
"They won't be coming."
Ye Ling stepped on He Tian's chest, pushing him to the ground.
"Let go of my dad!"
He Meng, standing beside them, saw Ye Ling make a move on He Tian. He grabbed a large stone from the roadside and hurled it fiercely at Ye Ling!
But before He Meng could hit Ye Ling, the hand holding the stone suddenly changed its target and smashed directly into his own face.
Bang!
He Meng's face was smashed by his own stone, and he fainted again.
"Son!"
Seeing He Meng suddenly self-harm, He Tian's mind went into chaos, and he screamed in shock.
At this moment, Ye Ling applied a little more force with his foot, and He Tian's chest caved in, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He Tian could feel that if Ye Ling applied just a little more force, his ribs would definitely be broken!
Ignoring He Meng, He Tian, covered in sweat, trembled and begged Ye Ling, "Spare... spare my life..."
At this point, He Tian had no time to wonder why his men were so late in appearing. He could clearly feel that Ye Ling truly intended to kill him!
Ye Ling's expression remained indifferent as he increased the pressure again.
Crack!
He Tian's ribs were directly snapped by Ye Ling, and the intense pain instantly stimulated his nerves!
But for some reason, He Tian couldn't faint!
"Before you die, you must repay what you owe us."
Ye Ling grabbed He Tian's head and began to search his soul, causing He Tian to let out a piercing scream.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Ling finally released He Tian. The demonic energy infiltrated He Tian's mind, controlling him.
He Tian stopped howling, his expression gradually becoming calm. He seemed to no longer feel pain. He knelt before Ye Ling and said respectfully, "Master, what are your orders."
Ye Ling said faintly, "Transfer all the Ye family's assets that you embezzled to my aunt, Ye Qin, and then donate all of the He family's businesses. After that, find an opportunity to end yourself and your son."
"Yes..."
He Tian did not hesitate. He kowtowed to Ye Ling, then picked up the unconscious He Meng beside him, threw him into a minivan that one of the thugs had driven and parked by the roadside, and drove away.
Watching He Tian's retreating figure, Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, "As expected..."
He Tian occupying the Ye family's ancestral home was also instigated by the Jiang family, who were looking for a map. However, He Tian had not found it.
"Is there... any special map in the house?"
Ye Ling recalled past events, remembering that when his grandfather was alive, he often looked at a sheepskin scroll.
'Perhaps the Jiang family was looking for that!' Ye Ling's heart stirred.
"Brother, I want to learn that 'Yinyuan Sword Intent Art'!"
At this moment, Lin Yu, who had finished choosing her cultivation technique inside the house, ran out with the little Qilin, saying excitedly to Ye Ling, completely unaware of what had just happened outside.
"This technique says that once cultivated to great mastery, one can form a sword with a grasp of the fingers and split the sky with a flick of the wrist. It's so cool!" Lin Yu hopped, hugging the little Qilin, her eyes shining.
"You're so grown up, yet you still like all this swordplay and have no ladylike demeanor."
Ye Ling chuckled helplessly, not surprised by her choice of technique.
Without hesitation, Ye Ling inputted the insights of the 'Yinyuan Sword Intent Art' into the little Qilin. He also used his own spiritual power to quickly cleanse and temper her physique, helping her consolidate her foundation.
"This technique is a low-grade Heavenly rank. Although it's a bit difficult for you to get started, with my insights, it can help you build a solid foundation."
Ye Ling dotingly said to Lin Yu, "I have nothing to do these few days, so I'll guide you through the initial stages and visit Auntie along the way."
"Brother, you're the best!!!"
Upon hearing Ye Ling's words, Lin Yu cheered joyfully and threw herself into Ye Ling's arms.
Her delicate body entered his embrace, and a fragrant scent wafted towards him. Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, then hugged Lin Yu, a trace of tenderness appearing in his eyes.
After sixty thousand years of cultivation on the Dongxuan Continent, even as an Emperor, he had always been alone.
Now that he had returned...
He was finally not alone anymore.