A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

Shen Yu's premonition became a prophecy.

On the fifth day after the initial formation of the fusion, those who had been watching from the sidelines in Dongyang City finally couldn't wait any longer and revealed their true colors.

The one who made the first move was not Zhao Hui, nor the mysterious boss, but someone no one expected.

At dusk that day, the sun was blood red, and a group of uninvited guests arrived outside the Lin family manor.

Leading the way was a middle-aged man dressed in a dark-colored outfit, with a thin face and a cold expression. Behind him were seven seemingly ordinary figures, each of whom was actually quite skilled, but the sharpness emanating from them was definitely not that of ordinary bodyguards or guards—each of them was a trained martial artist, and they all appeared to be quite powerful!

The fact that these few people blocked the gate without anyone noticing was itself a warning.

Shen Yu's expression changed, and he whispered to Ye Feng, "Junior Brother, be careful. The kung fu of these people is strange and their aura is long. It is a true martial arts inheritance, and it is not easy for someone to come here." Moreover, the leader Cheng Jiuyuan is simply unfathomable. He stood there without making a sound. The kind of obsessive temperament of someone who has been in power for a long time but is also eager to learn gives people a chill down their spine.

Ye Feng, however, narrowed his eyes, his expression remaining unchanged. In the few days since his meridians had been initially formed, his Peak Yang True Qi had become even more refined and domineering, making him unafraid of any number of challengers.

The middle-aged man handed over an old-fashioned invitation card, his tone polite, but the meaning behind it was extremely forceful:

"Cheng Jiuyuan of Zhiwei Pavilion requests an audience with Miss Lin."

"Zhiwei Pavilion?" Ye Feng took the invitation and held it in his hand, his brows furrowing slightly. This was the first time he had heard of this name.

Shen Yu, who had been silent all along, suddenly changed his expression. "I know Zhiwei Pavilion. It's an ancient, reclusive family that has been researching ancient scrolls and secret manuals for generations. When they do make a move, it's always to 'seek' something. But once they 'seek' something, they're determined to get it and will never leave empty-handed!"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed. "What do they want?"

The result was soon revealed.

When Cheng Jiuyuan saw Ye Feng come out, he didn't mince words. He stared coldly at Lin Yuqing standing behind Ye Feng, his eyes almost blazing with madness.

"Not bad." He murmured, as if confirming something, something he had long awaited. "The aura of the merged veins that caused such a stir in the hidden world five days ago was not false. The 'Millennial Yin' has truly appeared!"

He stepped forward and actually clasped his hands in a deep fist salute to Lin Yuqing, lowering his posture to the utmost respect.

"Miss Lin, Zhiwei Pavilion has guarded the fragment of the text 'When Pure Yin appears in the world, chaos will ensue' for a thousand years. Now, to see the true form of Pure Yin is a blessing for Zhiwei Pavilion, a blessing that has lasted a thousand years."

"We have no intention of harming Miss Lin!" Cheng Jiuyuan said, enunciating each word clearly. "We simply wish to invite Miss Lin to come with us. Zhiwei Pavilion is willing to do everything in its power to protect Miss Lin, hoping that she can borrow your wisp of pure Yin power to help us verify that incomplete scroll that has been passed down for thousands of years!"

His words were polite, but his phrase "Please... come over" was full of domineering arrogance.

Ye Feng blocked Lin Yuqing's path, his face full of murderous intent.

Standing behind Ye Feng, Lin Yuqing felt a tremor in her heart as she looked at the cold eyes outside. The strange phenomenon on the day of the Meridian Meridian Connection, the "lighthouse" Shen Yu mentioned, and the ancient saying about "opening the eyes"—was her premonition really about to come true so soon? Lin Yuqing subconsciously gripped Ye Feng's clothes tightly.

Ye Feng didn't turn around to look at her; instead, he reached out and touched her palm. That meant, don't be afraid, he was there. In that instant, Lin Yuqing's turbulent emotions miraculously calmed down.

"Would you like to make a trip?" Ye Feng sneered. "Sect Leader Cheng, your 'please' is certainly fancy enough!"

"Lin Yuqing is mine!" he said, his voice not loud, but every word was like a knife, piercing straight to the ear: "She can't go anywhere."

Cheng Jiuyuan slowly shifted his gaze from Ye Feng, his cold face showing no hesitation, but rather a hint of pity.

"The Body of the Peak Sun..." he whispered, "You can protect her for a time, but can you protect her forever?"

"Do you know who was summoned by this 'Merging Pulse' beacon? It's not just the two of us, nor just the Zhiwei Pavilion, but real jackals!" Cheng Jiuyuan took a half step back, and the seven guards behind him immediately followed, their chilling martial arts aura enveloping the entire manor, locking onto it as if it were a tangible entity: "And there are so many jackals! Compared to jackals, our Zhiwei Pavilion is already considered a very polite family."

"You may be able to stop my Zhiwei Pavilion today." Cheng Jiuyuan took another step back, flicking his black robe. "But what about tomorrow? The day after? What if it's endless?"

"Divine Physician Ye," Cheng Jiuyuan's eyes flashed with a chilling glint, "A wise man submits to circumstances. It would be much better to hand you over to our Zhiwei Pavilion! You wolves, it's better to let them fall into your hands, to let you plunder their marrow!"

Ye Feng smiled.

He slowly moved his wrists, and the increasingly pure and domineering peak yang true qi, which had been channeled into his meridians, quietly surged, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Whether you're a jackal or from the Zhiwei Pavilion," Ye Feng grinned, his eyes as cold as poisoned blades, "those who want to steal my people are all the same!"

"Since you're the first one to burst into Zhiwei Pavilion today, you'd better wait and see what rules I set for you."

Shen Yu also came over, standing on the other side of Lin Yuqing.

The senior and junior brothers had not seen each other for six years. Although they each had their own thoughts, they were in an unprecedented tacit understanding on the point of "protecting this woman".

Whether it was a master's order or personal reasons... he was going to fight this battle alongside Shen Yu.

Cheng Jiuyuan watched all this quietly. For the first time, a small surprise appeared in his cold eyes. He did not expect that a person who was about to die and whose life was about to end would not be afraid, waver, or obediently hand over the person after hearing the words "an endless stream of jackals".

"It looks like there's blood."

Cheng Jiuyuan sighed and slowly raised his right hand.

As night fell, the seven or eight eerie auras outside the manor suddenly clashed with Ye Feng's Peak Yang True Qi.

The first real battle in Volume Two, which arose from the "manifestation of pure Yin," has finally arrived!

What Ye Feng didn't know was that Zhiwei Pavilion was just the first wolf attracted by that "lighthouse".

Even more vicious and ruthless ones are coming to take her life!