Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

Ye Fan was hit hard on the head. Ye Weiwei stood behind him, retracted her hand, and blew away the white smoke rising from her fist.

"Don't be disrespectful. This old man is indeed your great-grandfather. It's proper to call him that when you meet him, it's proper to do so."

Ye Fan covered his head and looked at his mother with a painful expression, as if to say, "You actually betrayed me."

"Oh, Weiwei is a grown-up girl now, and her son is this big now."

The old man walked over to Ye Weiwei and rubbed the big waves that Ye Weiwei had just curled the week before. But Ye Weiwei was not annoyed at all. Instead, she patted the old man's shoulder and sighed.

"You said you, old man, shouldn't just lie in that sarcophagus and come out to see me a few years ago, but now you want to see even your great-grandson?"

"With your level of corruption, how many days do you have left to live?"

"If I can live, I'll live. If I can't, I'll die." The old man shrugged, his face nonchalant. "Rather than wasting time in the sarcophagus until I die completely, I might as well go out for a walk."

"Oh, you." Ye Weiwei held her forehead helplessly.

She turned to look at Ye Fan and said seriously, "Hurry up and scream, Xiao Fan. If you don't scream now, you won't have the chance to scream later."

Her expression was filled with sadness and a hint of reluctance, but more of helplessness.

A sad atmosphere swept the entire place, and Bai Wuya and the other seven family elders all had sad expressions on their faces.

The smell of decay became stronger, as if the whole air was filled with the smell of sadness and decay.

"Alright, alright. I've lived for over 200 years, so I've lived enough," the old man consoled them. "Besides, I came out this time for something really important. I can't take this talisman technique with me into the grave."

Ye Fan took a few steps closer to the old man and said respectfully, "Hello, Grandpa. My name is Ye Fan, your great-grandson. I am 18 years old this year."

A simple hello, followed by introducing one's name and age, this was the pattern Ye Fan used to greet the elderly in his family.

Let the other person know your name and age.

He could sense the sadness in the air. Although he didn't fully grasp the nature of the decay, he knew that the man before him...his great-grandfather...had a short time left.

"Hey, why are you making such a mournful face? I'm not dead yet, there's no need to be in mourning so early."

The old man put his hands on Ye Fan's shoulders, lowered his tall head and looked at Ye Fan's face. The old man's face was full of seriousness, as if he wanted to imprint the face of this nephew in his mind.

"Hey, she has blue eyes and is a mixed-blood. In my time, mixed-bloods were very rare."

"It's fine to take your mother's name, rather than the corrupt Bai surname. I just don't know if a Dragon Lord-level bloodline can resist that corruption..."

The old man looked at Ye Fan and kept talking, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was an elder on his deathbed, leaving as many instructions as possible.

"Let Xiaofan come to my place in the next few days. This talisman technique... should be passed down thoroughly!"

The old man stood up straight, regaining his arrogant attitude and gave orders to everyone.

"We understand, ancestor."

The seven family elders looked at each other helplessly, then bowed and accepted the order.

"Xiao Fan, don't feel any psychological burden. As long as the art of talismans is passed down, it's good, no matter whether your last name is Ye or Bai."

The old man patted Ye Fan on the shoulder.

Was he worried I was overthinking it? Or was he saying this specifically to stop the seven clan elders from putting pressure on me?

More likely it's a combination of both...

The more he understood the old man's thoughts, the more bitter Ye Fan felt.

This is his relative, and his direct elder. Ye Fan is not a big fan of the theory of bloodline.

For him, no matter whether we are related by blood or not, if you make me unhappy or want to harm me, I will punch you until you doubt your life.

But if such an elder, even if they just met, still considers himself in everything, it would be impossible for Ye Fan to feel disgusted.

If possible, I really want to spend more time with this.

It’s a pity that listening to everyone’s conversations and expressions, it seemed as if the other person was about to face the end of his life.

“Hurry up and seize the time!

Weiwei, I'll take Xiaofan with me first. I won't be able to use this old man for many days anyway. You'll see him again in a couple of days."

The old man became a little impatient. He grabbed Ye Fan and ran away with great speed.

Watching the old man flying him in the sky, Ye Fan was a little dazed.

Currently, Ye Fan is the only hybrid who can fly in the sky without wings. After all, he has the royal power and can borrow a certain amount of repulsive power.

As long as you exert force in the opposite direction under your feet, your whole body can float in the air. If you add a few more force points in the opposite direction, you can fly in any direction you wish.

But Ye Fan could clearly feel that the old man in front of him was not using repulsive force, but an element... pure wind element.

Ride the wind in the void.

"Hehe, the power of flying through the air is exactly what I meant by the word spirit." The old man smiled complacently. "In my time, there was a group of old Taoists in Longhu Mountain who loved to practice sword control. They loved to fly around on those broken swords all day long."

"You always like to punish evil and promote good, and act so righteously. Compared to my Pingxu Yufeng, you are nothing!"

"Hahahaha, every time I, Grandpa, fly in front of them, those idiots get so angry that their mouths are crooked!"

As the old man spoke, he seemed to be recalling the joy of his youth and actually laughed.

But as he laughed, the old man's expression became a little lonely:

"Although the probability of mixed-bloods appearing among ordinary people is decreasing, their Taoist heritage has also been interrupted by several major wars."

"But there are still many Taoists walking around in the world. Speaking of which, the connection between our Bai family and Taoism is quite deep."

"If you meet a Taoist heir in the future, please help him if you can."

Ye Fan let the old man carry him without saying anything like, "I can fly by myself."

"If I encounter it, I will do my best to help."

The core alchemy inheritance of the Bai family is talismans, and the sect in China that is most closely associated with the word talismans is Taoism.

Although Bai Xiu didn't say it explicitly, Ye Fan could sense it. The relationship between the Bai family and the Taoist family was probably more than just a simple connection.

There will be some tension over this core inheritance, so even if they don't share the same origin, they must at least be extremely closely related.

Chapter 178 Ancient Well and Deep Pool

Bai Xiu took Ye Fan and flew on the wind, passing through layers of clouds and mist, and finally landed on the highest peak of the mountain behind the Bai family.

There is an ancient stone house on the top of the mountain. The blue-gray stone walls are covered with traces of time. The bronze wind chimes hanging under the eaves make ethereal sounds in the night wind.

"This is..." Ye Fan looked at the isolated stone house and felt an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

"The cave of the Bai family's talisman master."

Bai Xiu pushed open the heavy stone door, making a dull sound. "Three thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Bai family comprehended the principles of heaven and earth here and created the art of talismans.

Xiaofan, please remember that this art of talismans was created by my Bai family. All talismans in later generations have a part in my Bai family's work!

The light in the stone house was dim, with only a few long-burning lamps burning faintly.

In the center is a blurry stone statue, its features have been weathered and blurred, but its eyes seem to be able to penetrate time and space.

The surrounding walls were engraved with dense runes, which glowed with a faint golden light under the light.

Bai Xiu lit three incense sticks and respectfully placed them in the incense burner: "Every descendant who studies the way of talismans must pay homage to the ancestor here."

He turned to Ye Fan and said, "Kneel down."

Ye Fan knelt down as he was told, feeling an invisible pressure enveloping his entire body. As he kowtowed, the runes on the wall suddenly lit up, twinkling like stars.

"Good!" Bai Xiu nodded with satisfaction. "It seems that the Grandmaster recognizes your qualifications."

The old man took Ye Fan to a quiet room deep in the stone house. There was only a stone bed and a stone table, on which cinnabar, yellow paper and an ancient brush were neatly placed.

Bai Xiu suddenly started coughing violently, and the stench of decay became even stronger. He trembled and pulled out a handkerchief from his bosom, which was stained with black blood.

"Grandpa!" Ye Fan quickly supported him.

"It's okay." Bai Xiu waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "My body has reached its limit. I can only hold on for four days at most."

He sat down on the stone bed with difficulty, his eyes bright. "In these four days, I will teach you everything I've learned in my life. Although time is tight, with your talent, you should be able to master at least 70% to 80%..."

Ye Fan suddenly interrupted him: "It doesn't have to be like this."

Bai Xiu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Ye Fan took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with a faint golden light. In an instant, the entire quiet room was enveloped by a layer of translucent golden light, with countless tiny runes flowing within it.

This is his great-grandfather. Although he doesn't want to reveal his backup plan, it should be fine to use only one.

"This is... the Alchemy Kingdom?!" Bai Xiu suddenly stood up, his decayed body trembling with excitement. "You have actually reached this level!"

Ye Fan nodded: "By chance, I mastered the spiritual recasting of one of the seven alchemy kingdoms."

The golden runes in the quiet room began to reorganize, transforming into streams of information surrounding the two people.

Bai Xiu reached out and touched one of them, and immediately felt a vast amount of knowledge flooding into his mind.

"The third level of alchemy uses one's own spirit as a carrier to construct a domain, allowing the alchemical matrix to be used at will. It consumes no time and will not make mistakes."

"Only those with royal blood can reach this level!"

"And you actually mastered this legendary highest level, the Alchemy Kingdom!"

"Incredible..." the old man muttered, "So, you can directly imprint my talisman memory?"

"That's right." Ye Fan nodded, but he looked hesitant. "But there is one condition..."

Bai Xiu laughed heartily, his decayed face suddenly brightening with life. "Just say it! I'm an old man, my life is almost gone, what can't I agree to?"

Ye Fan looked directly into the old man's eyes: "I need you to completely let go of your mental defenses and let me read your memory directly..."

The laughter stopped abruptly. The only sound in the quiet room was the faint sound of the burning eternal lamp.

Bai Xiu slowly sat back on the stone bed, complex light flashing in his golden eyes.

After a long pause, he whispered, "Although I've experienced both honor and disgrace in my life, I have a clear conscience. I believe that showing this to my younger generations won't embarrass me."

"But some things... have nothing to do with me, and I don't want the descendants of the Bai family to know about them or get involved."

Ye Fan said in a low voice, "But this is the only way to completely preserve the talisman inheritance."

The old man's skinny fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of the stone bed, where there was a deep scratch - left by him when he was in extreme pain one night many years ago.

"I know you're a smart kid." Bai Xiu suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, "You'll definitely want to find out the cause of this corruption, but he's involved in the Bai family's past..."