Shrouding the Heavens: Simultaneous Transmigration, Heavenly Emperor's Stern Father

A little girl with pigtails threw herself at an old man, crying and screaming. The middle-aged man slapped her away, and five finger marks instantly swelled up on her red face.

Ye Fan clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles cracking.

Before he could speak, Ye Chen released Nannan's hand and said calmly, "Ye Zi, take your sister and step back."

Ye Fan was taken aback and subconsciously pulled the little girl behind him.

He looked up at his father. Ye Chen's face was expressionless, but having been by his father's side for so long, he had learned to read subtle changes in emotions from his father's face.

At this moment, the father's eyes narrowed slightly, a sign that he was about to kill!

"Father, let me..."

"Watch."

Ye Chen walked past him, his steps slow, yet each step felt like it was treading on everyone's hearts.

The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion was grabbing Old Man Jiang by the collar, preparing to kick him again, when he suddenly realized he couldn't move. It was a more primal, more instinctive fear...

The white-clad youth walking this way didn't exude any aura, yet he made the boy feel like an ant being targeted by a true dragon.

Ye Chen stopped in front of him and looked down at him.

Just one glance.

The middle-aged man with the sallow complexion suddenly widened his pupils, as if he had seen something beyond the limits of cognition in those unfathomable eyes.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, then fell straight down like a piece of rotten wood.

The townspeople watching were in an uproar. No one had seen Ye Chen make a move, but everyone knew it was him who did it.

Ye Chen squatted down and helped up Old Man Jiang, who was slumped on the ground. His divine power silently flowed into the old man's body, and the bruises and internal injuries disappeared with each breath.

"Sir, how did Tingting's parents die?"

Old Man Jiang was startled.

This unfamiliar young monk not only knew his granddaughter's name upon their first meeting, but also that his son and daughter-in-law were no longer alive.

Looking into Ye Chen's calm eyes, he felt an urge to pour out all the bitterness he had endured for years.

When he came to his senses, he had already recounted the whole story of how the Li family conspired with certain people in Yanxia Cave to steal treasure and kill his son and daughter-in-law.

"Five years ago, the Li family colluded with a steward from Yanxia Cave Heaven. In order to get a source, my son refused to hand it over, so they..." The old man's voice choked up.

After listening, Ye Chen nodded, stood up, and walked towards the east of the town.

Ye Fan quickly caught up, lowering his voice: "Father, what do you plan to do?"

"A life for a life, a debt for a debt."

Ye Chen kept walking.

"That Tingting and her grandfather..."

"Bring Tianxuan back."

Ye Fan didn't ask any more questions.

He glanced down at the little girl clinging to his clothes. She was looking up at him, her clear eyes reflecting his face.

"Brother, is Uncle going to find bad guys?"

"Hmm." Ye Fan patted her head. "Are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid," the little girl shook her head, "Uncle is very powerful."

That night, the Li family mansion in the east of Qingfeng Town was brightly lit, and the noise did not gradually subside until late into the night.

The townspeople huddled behind their doors, trembling with fear; no one dared to go out and see what had happened.

The next morning, the gates of the Li residence were wide open, but the house was empty. Only a jade talisman lay on the bluestone ground in the center of the courtyard, inscribed with four characters:

Tianxuan seeks to take lives.

A few days later, a steward of the Misty Cloud Cave Heaven died suddenly in his secluded cave, in the exact same way...

His pupils dilated, his face contorted, as if he had seen something beyond the limits of cognition before he died.

The elders of the grotto-heaven investigated for three days and three nights, finally arriving at a conclusion that made them dare not investigate any further:

This person's soul was directly crushed by a power that surpassed the Dao Palace realm.

The person who made the move was at least from the Four Extremes Secret Realm!

When the news reached Qingfeng Town, Ye Chen was standing on the low hill behind the town, looking down at the town where the lights were gradually going out.

"Dad, I'm done cleaning up."

Ye Fan walked up to the top of the mountain. "Uncle Jiang and Tingting have agreed to come with us. Tingting has become a disciple of Tianxuan. Uncle Jiang said that as long as he can take care of his granddaughter, he's willing to go anywhere."

Ye Chen turned his head and saw Old Man Jiang holding Xiao Tingting's hand, standing not far away.

The girl still had tear stains on her face, but she had stopped crying. Her dark eyes were looking at them warily and curiously.

Ye Chen walked over, squatted down, and looked the girl in the eye.

He took out the sacred fruit from the ancient forbidden land from his sleeve and placed it in the girl's palm.

"After you eat this sacred fruit, you will no longer be an ordinary person, but the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan in this era. From now on, no one will be able to bully you and your grandfather."

Holding the shimmering silver fruit, Jiang Tingting turned to look at her grandfather.

Old Man Jiang nodded shakily, tears streaming down his face.

Without further hesitation, the girl opened her mouth and took a bite.

Standing behind his father, Ye Fan watched this scene and suddenly recalled the first time he saw his father on Mount Tai more than a year ago.

At that time, his father was a wise and unfathomable person, and he thought that was all there was to a highly accomplished person.

Now he knows that the expert is just a facade; what's truly terrifying about his father is that he always manages to be one step ahead of everyone else.

Just like this time, the people of Yanxia Cave and Qingfeng Town are still guessing who left behind the Tianxuan Life-Taking Talisman.

They had already quietly disappeared with Xiaotingting and her family, truly a case of killing one person in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles, leaving without a trace after the deed was done, concealing their merits and fame.

"Father, who is that Holy Son?"

Ye Fan suddenly thought of a question.

"Of course it's you, who else could it be?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

"No? I want to be a Holy Son too!"

Ye Fan pointed at himself with his index finger, his eyes wide, looking completely bewildered.

Why does my Tianxuan seem so hastily organized? A mortal little girl suddenly became a saintess, while I, at the Life Spring Realm, have already become a saint!

The sun is rising.

The five figures disappeared into the morning mist.

Half a day later, a dozen or so savage beasts broke the tranquility of Qingfeng Town. The young man in the lead was dressed in white, with a handsome and refined appearance.

Jiang Yifei sat atop the golden divine beast, gazing at the empty Jiangji Tavern and the desolate Li Mansion in the east of the town, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

He rode his horse back and forth through the town three times, only to find the jade talisman inscribed with "Tianxuan Takes Life" in the courtyard of the Li family mansion.

"Tianxuan?"

Jiang Yichen took the jade talisman, examined it, and chuckled.

"That holy land that was destroyed six thousand years ago? Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Yifei did not laugh.

He looked towards the low hill behind the town, then suddenly spurred his horse to the top. Gazing into the distance, he saw only a vast expanse of sky and earth, with no one in sight.

"We're late."

He put away the jade talisman, his tone calm to the point of being cold, "Someone beat us to it, not only taking away Jiang Tingting and her granddaughter, but also avenging her."

They acted swiftly and cleanly, erasing all traces. Even the steward from Yanxia Cave Heaven involved in the incident died suddenly three days ago, the cause of death unknown.

Jiang Yichen's expression changed slightly: "Who moved so quickly?"

Jiang Yifei did not answer.

He turned the jade talisman over, and in the morning sunlight, a faint trace of divine power lingered between the strokes of the four characters.

The fluctuation was very slight, yet it caused the replica of the Hengyu Furnace in Jiang Yifei's sleeve to hum softly!