I'm Warning You!

On the mountaintop, Ye Feng, who had been drinking, suddenly had his eyes light up. Rising at once, he took to the air. "Hahaha! Eldest Brother, I'm going to receive my family!" Seeing this, Li Guanqi also stood up and smiled. "Since it's Ye Feng's parents, let's go greet them together." With those words, the group rose into the air one after another, flying toward the border of the Great Xia Sword Sect's barrier. By now, Meng Wanshu had already been pulled away to Tianshui Peak by Shen Lan, supposedly to pass on some words of wisdom and experience. Li Guanqi didn't overthink it, leading the others as they flew to the edge of the barrier. Outside the barrier, a family of three stood somewhat awkwardly in midair. Ever since the Great Xia Sword Sect's influence had grown increasingly vast, its demand for pills and elixirs had likewise multiplied. As a result, relying on Qiongtai Mountain Villa alone was far from sufficient. Even so, Ye Tianying was well contented, because over years of accumulation, the Ye family's wealth had long reached substantial heights. He himself had even broken through to the Nascent Soul realm, and Ye Qing'er had advanced to the late Core Formation stage. Outside the barrier, two disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect were eyeing the trio with suspicion and utmost vigilance. Over the past few years, plenty of people had posed as relatives of sect disciples to gain entry, causing quite a few commotions. Yet these two had arrived and declared right away that they were Senior Brother Ye's parents! "Young brother, I truly am Ye Feng's father, Ye Tianying," Ye Tianying pleaded. "Our Qiongtai Mountain Villa provides a share of the Great Xia Sword Sect's spiritual herb supply. "Could you just send word inside?" The young disciple frowned slightly and replied in a heavy tone, "Senior, please wait a moment. I have already sent someone to report this, and there should be word soon. "Please bear with us." Ye Qing'er also spoke up to reassure him. "Dad, let's just wait a bit. It takes time for the report to go up. "Besides, we've never been to the Great Xia Sword Sect before. It's completely normal that they don't recognize us." Today's Ye Qing'er had long blossomed into a slender, graceful beauty. Her shapely figure was unmistakable even beneath a flowing long dress. Her delicate, refined face carried a hint of playfulness between her brows and eyes. She had almond eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicately upturned nose, and tender pink lips that curved slightly upward. At the thought of seeing Ye Feng, she could hardly contain the joy in her heart. What was more, Ye Feng's cultivation and stature today were nothing like the past; the elders at the villa had drunk so much wine in celebration, all exclaiming how proud they were of what Ye Feng had achieved. The gentle woman standing beside them smiled and chimed in as well. "Exactly. Qing'er is right. What's wrong with waiting a little longer?" Ye Qing'er wore a smile, yet an imperceptible trace of heartache flashed deep in her eyes. She naturally knew how her brother's talent stacked up. To call him lacking was certainly unfair. Yet to call him extraordinary—back then, among the disciples of the Great Xia Sword Sect, Wu Bing had stood above him. Not to mention the renowned Yanluo Sword, Li Guanqi. "Hahaha! Dad! Mom! Qing'er?!" An emotional voice rang out, and Ye Feng's figure teleported into view. Nodding with a smile to the sect disciples on duty, he tore open the barrier with a wave of his hand. Ye Feng lunged into his mother's embrace, spreading his arms to pull them all close. His hands trembled slightly with excitement, tears welling in his eyes. Su Xi and Ye Tianying's eyes reddened at the sight. Having not seen Ye Feng for so many years, the longing they had harbored erupted all at once. Ye Tianying had once been lean, but over the past two years, he had filled out a little. Pounding Ye Feng's back, the man grumbled exasperatedly, "You brat! You stayed away for so many years without sending a single word! "Do you have any idea how worried your mother and I were? Your mother cried so much last year she nearly went blind! "If Guanqi hadn't told me you were born with a tough fate, I would've thought you died out there!" Yet as he spoke, tears rolled down his cheeks as well, and in the end, he could only murmur softly, "It's good that you're back... It's good that you're back." The refined woman wiped her tears, sobbing so hard she could barely speak. A thousand words stuck in her throat, refusing to form a sentence. She simply held Ye Feng tight, terrified that if she let go, he would disappear again. Ye Qing'er's eyes also grew red as she looked at the brother she hadn't seen in years. These past few years hadn't been easy on their parents. Their yearning for Ye Feng had been excruciatingly deep; occasionally passing their room, she would hear muffled sobs and heavy sighs. Now, Ye Feng was not only back, but his cultivation and realm were, in her eyes, toweringly high. As his sister, she felt none of that supposed pride of 'one man attaining the Dao and his dogs and chickens ascending to heaven,' nor did she feel arrogant. She had never once thought about how, from this day forward, no one in the Qingyun Continent would dare cross her. She only felt an ache in her heart for Ye Feng. Ever since she began cultivating, even with day-and-night effort without pause and supported by the Ye family's current resources, she had only reached this point. Furthermore, she possessed dual spiritual roots, one of which was faint, making her effectively a pseudo heavenly spiritual root. It was hard to imagine... how Ye Feng, who was only at the Core Formation realm when he left the Great Xia Sword Sect, had managed in just a few short years to grow to the heights he reached today... Ye Qing'er buried her head in Ye Feng's chest, tears blurring her vision. Her shoulders trembled slightly as she murmured in deep heartache, "Brother... has it been tiring...?" His eyes already red, Ye Feng snapped his head up at her words, tears spilling from the corners of his eyes. His nose twitched slightly. Pressing his lips together, he gently patted their backs. "I'm not tired. "Whenever I felt tired, the moment I thought of you all... I wasn't tired anymore." This warm familial bond, thicker than water, brought a pang to everyone's nose. Cao Yan and Xiao Chen in particular had red eyes, glistening with tears. Cao Yan had lacked the love and care of parents and family since childhood; the first time he had ever experienced care and affection in his life was from Li Guanqi. Although Xiao Chen's parents were alive and well, his family environment had been stifling enough to choke him. Seeing this scene now was almost too much for Xiao Chen to bear. Li Guanqi calmed his emotions, though a knot lingered in his chest. Wiping the corner of his eye, he said with a smile, "Uncle Ye, Aunt Su, let's head inside first. We can't properly host you out here." Just then, Ye Qing'er stepped out from behind Ye Feng in a flowing purple gown. Her tear-streaked face was a picture of delicate vulnerability, enough to move anyone to pity. Glistening teardrops still clung to her long lashes, and her eyes were rimmed with pink. Beside them, Cao Yan turned around only to discover that Xiao Chen hadn't moved an inch. Xiao Chen suddenly lowered his head and smugly flipped his long hair. Flashing over to Ye Feng's side, he extended a hand and spoke in a deep, sultry voice, "Second Brother-in-law, won't you introduce your esteemed sister to your Fourth Brother?" The corners of Li Guanqi's and Ye Feng's mouths twitched simultaneously. Ye Feng smacked Xiao Chen's hand away and snapped irritably, "I'm warning you—stay the hell away from my sister!"