Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Back in the imperial capital, everything seemed normal, at least on the surface, as there were still ten days or so before the great Martial Dao tournament would be held there. Consequently, during this period, all factions were making an effort to restrain themselves.

Of course, everyone understood that this calm was just the quiet before the storm. Once the Martial Dao tournament began, it would surely become an intense battle of dragons and tigers.
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Leaving aside the Nine Great Sects of Ancient Martial Arts, the competition in the imperial capital alone was already fiercely intense. According to what the two elders of the Utility Pavilion had decided, there would be a total of four people representing the Utility Pavilion in the competition!

These four people were Northern King Ye Feng, Southern King Zhang Wenyuan, Sky-piercing of the General's Mansion who was a descendant of the Heaven Guard National Pillar, and as for the last person, the Utility Pavilion had not yet announced it.

Obviously, everyone knew that since the last person's background and identity had not been revealed, the Utility Pavilion intended to use them as a trump card.

As for the Nine Great Sects, the customary agreement among everybody was that each sect could only send two representatives to compete. With eighteen people from the Nine Great Sects and four from the Utility Pavilion, there would be a total of twenty-two people vying for victory in this Martial Dao tournament.

The winner would assume the position of Principal of the Martial Academy of Xuanyuan Nation.

Of course, if one of the four individuals sent by the Utility Pavilion emerged victorious, they would undoubtedly join the Utility Pavilion and might even control it in the future. So, the upcoming competition was a very important step.

When Ye Feng returned to Northern Cloud Residence, he found that Hong Qingyan seemed to have transformed into another person. She was not only taller and more enchanting but also exuded an even more ethereal and otherworldly aura.

Hong Qingyan's presence had become more elusive and profound—so much so that even Ye Feng could no longer accurately sense her true condition or gauge her current level of strength.

"Have you been continuously cultivating these past two days?" Ye Feng asked in the living room.

Hong Qingyan nodded, "You weren't here these two days, and neither was Long Nannan, nor was Yu Feiyu in the imperial capital. I don't have other friends or acquaintances in the city, which inevitably leaves me somewhat bored. So, I've had to cultivate to pass the time."

Ye Feng nodded and asked, "During these two days of cultivation, have you felt anything unusual? Moreover, have you been practicing any cultivation method, and how exactly did you cultivate?"

Actually, this was what puzzled Ye Feng; Hong Qingyan had previously mentioned she did not know the specific Dao Techniques of Ancient Daoist Cultivators. Yet, she had embarked on this path and demonstrated considerable strength which was evident to all.

Hong Qingyan couldn't help but smile and said, "Honestly, Big Brother Ye, I still don't know how I cultivate. Each time I sit down to cultivate, I just close my eyes, and cultivation happens on its own. As for the process, I'm not entirely clear either."

With a shrug, Hong Qingyan displayed an apologetic look, but she was not lying. Given her relationship with Ye Feng, there was no need to lie, and it could be seen that after embarking on the path of cultivation and becoming powerful, Hong Qingyan had become much more cheerful and optimistic.

Now, she finally felt that she had some standing in front of Ye Feng. She could step out today without being ridiculed or seen as inferior, or even being accused of overreaching by aiming for the Northern King.

Although she had grown stronger, Hong Qingyan just wanted to be a low-profile beauty and showed no intention of showing off at all. Even when Shi Yehong suggested that she participate in the upcoming Martial Dao tournament, she immediately refused.

Hearing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh and sigh, "Could you be the legendary once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy that's one in a million?"

Hong Qingyan even nodded and said, "I think that's probably the case." After saying this, they both burst out laughing.

As the saying goes, 'absence makes the heart grow fonder,' and now that Northern Cloud Residence was undisturbed, the two of them naturally went to the bedroom in the backyard after a simple meal. With an understanding between them, they naturally moved to the bed and naturally lay down.

Strangely enough, the imperial capital, which had been peaceful, suddenly thundered, followed swiftly by a violent storm, but at the moment, the two people in the bedroom were no longer concerned about the outside world.

To be precise, this was the most invested Ye Feng had ever been, and the longest time he'd spent on such an activity. After about four hours, they finally finished, and to Ye Feng's astonishment, he found that this had been his greatest gain ever.

He discovered that after they had finished their exertions, his power had actually increased. The two hundred five acupoints he had initially unblocked now had fifteen more added, breaking through to two hundred and thirty, and Ye Feng's Qi Force naturally doubled in strength.

What shocked Ye Feng even more was that his Qi Force seemed to have undergone a change. Although there hadn't been much change in quantity, the quality had definitely altered. He vividly remembered his previous Qi Force was like flowing water, very thin. But now it was like rice porridge, becoming much thicker.

"My Qi Force quality has actually improved?" Ye Feng was very surprised, and naturally the reason could only be attributed to the recent wild time with Hong Qingyan. He distinctly felt that his combat power had more than doubled compared to before.

At this thought, Ye Feng's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly turned his head to look at Qingyan, who was still lying in bed, and asked, "Qingyan, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Hong Qingyan's face was flushed red, it seemed she was still caught up in the excitement and had not snapped out of it. Hearing Ye Feng's words, she was taken aback and responded, "Big Brother Ye, why do you ask that? I'm in good condition and I don't feel uncomfortable at all. Honestly, Big Brother Ye, have you been too tense lately?

Have you forgotten that I've been studying medicine for a while now? If there was an issue with my body, I'd have noticed it straight away."

Ye Feng nodded and asked, "What about the Qi Force? Oh no, I mean Spirit Essence. Have you noticed any changes in your Spirit Essence? Has it diminished, or has the quality declined?"

The reason he was so concerned was that he feared his recent bout of madness had caused him to absorb Qingyan's Spirit Essence, which would have been troublesome. Therefore, Ye Feng couldn't help but be nervous.

After briefly sensing, Hong Qingyan said, "Big Brother Ye, had you not mentioned it, I wouldn't have noticed, but my Spirit Essence..."

At those words, Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat, thinking it was just as he feared; however, Hong Qingyan excitedly continued, "Big Brother Ye, you probably don't realize it, but the quantity of my Spirit Essence has actually increased, and it seems the quality has improved too. This is truly incredible; could it be because of the craziness just now...?"

Saying this, Hong Qingyan closed her mouth again as if what she was about to say next shouldn't be spoken out loud, to avoid embarrassment.

Ye Feng, however, was wide-eyed and froze in place, exclaiming in surprise, "Not only has the quality of your Spirit Essence improved, but the quantity has increased too? Is this real?"

"It's real, Big Brother Ye. Don't you find this a bit unbelievable?" At this moment, Hong Qingyan's gaze towards Ye Feng changed, becoming charming and even flirtatious.

Ye Feng burst into loud laughter, then walked over. The wind and rain battering against the windows intensified, and so did the commotion inside their house. It wasn't until the afternoon that the storm subsided, and quiet returned to the house.

It was then that Ye Feng discovered that there were no further changes in his Qi Force or his Acupoints, and there were also no changes for Hong Qingyan. Only now did he fully understand that it was because this was Qingyan's first cultivation that there had been changes.

"It makes sense. Otherwise, we'd spend our days doing nothing but staying in bed." With this thought, Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh quietly to himself. Then the two of them got out of bed, leaning on each other as they walked into the living room looking for something to eat, their stomachs had been growling for a while due to not eating all day.

After dinner, Ye Feng chose to go to the study. In the following period, it was time to carefully examine the two ancient treasures he had obtained last night in the Spirit Channel of the Southern Territory, both over two thousand years old.

The first one was, of course, the Treasure Armor—emitting a faint golden light. But because it lacked sunlight for many years and was stored in a dark, damp place, a thin layer of dark sheen had formed over it.

Armed with his experience from the Spear of the Ancestral Dragon, Ye Feng proceeded with ease. He channeled his Qi Force directly into the Treasure Armor, and then something unbelievable happened.

The previously grubby, lusterless Treasure Armor suddenly burst into brilliant flashes of golden color. Even more unbelievably, the petite armor began to expand and transform, quickly becoming a full set of body armor.

"It's truly a complete set of armor. With it, my defensive power in battle will undoubtedly be greatly enhanced!" Ye Feng felt a surge of satisfaction. Of course, he knew that refining the armor would still require some effort.

Once he refined it, he would be able to use the Treasure Armor at any time. Another advantage was that when not infused with Qi Force, the armor was just a small, soft piece of Golden Thread Armor, which could be worn on the body. It would expand and take shape as a whole set of armor only when Qi Force was channeled into it.

"Next, it's a matter of patience, slowly refining it!" With that thought, Ye Feng sat down cross-legged and entered secluded cultivation in the study room's secret chamber. It took him a full two days to completely refine the Emperor's Armor.

"Now, let's take a look at this piece of cloth."

As Ye Feng spoke, he waved his hand and a dirty piece of cloth appeared in his palm. Precisely speaking, this wasn't simply a cloth; it seemed to be made of silken damask, but not completely, so Ye Feng wasn't entirely sure what material it was made from.

However, Ye Feng didn't have high hopes for this dirty object and was merely curious to study it, as it seemed too ordinary materially and seemingly had no significant use from its appearance.