God of War Ye Fan: Sexy sister-in-law insisted on marrying me-Chapter 957: Dad Accepts Your Filial Piety!

Hiss!

I don’t believe a damn thing you’re saying!

It has nothing to do with you?

Do you really think all the big shots here are three-year-olds?

Not far away, Yan Kehang lay sprawled on the ground, his tongue lolling out, his body twitching occasionally. No idea if he was dead or alive!

But one thing’s clear: he’s definitely out of commission for now.

And this guy was supposedly a Sixth Rank Martial Arts Expert at the Martial Saint level?

Before the Soul Hall bosses showed up to boost everyone’s strength, Martial Saint Realm experts were basically invincible in the Secular World. Even in the Ancient Martial World, they’d be top-tier figures.

And yet, such a powerhouse couldn’t even so much as graze Ye Fan’s clothes with a full-force strike?

Isn’t this just a little too absurd?

"Patriarch Wen, something doesn’t feel right here!"

A Family Head standing beside Wen Cheng stepped back cautiously, glancing nervously at Ye Fan.

Earlier, they hadn’t seen Ye Fan make any move at all, and yet Yan Kehang was suddenly writhing on the ground amidst flashes of lightning and bursts of thunder!

This could only mean one thing: Ye Fan’s strength must be unparalleled, far exceeding Yan Kehang’s!

Could he have reached the Divinity Transformation Realm?

If that’s really the case, then most of the Family Heads here wouldn’t even stand a chance against Ye Fan. The only person who might be able to take him on would probably be Wen Cheng!

"Tang Sect Master, what are you doing? Trying to run away? Didn’t we agree to face this together? That’s not very honorable of you!"

Before Wen Cheng could respond to the other Family Head, the Duan Family Head spotted Tang Sect Master Tang Ping sneaking off toward the nearby forest and immediately shouted out.

Well, well!

That Tang Ping really thought he could quietly slink away? No chance!

If we’re going down, we’re going down together!

Whoosh!

Every Family Head turned their gaze toward Tang Ping.

Tang Ping froze where he stood, his face awkward as hell. "Ahem! Uh... no, it’s not like that. I just, uh, needed to take a leak... yeah, that’s it... but it’s fine, I won’t go now, alright?"

Ha!

A leak?

Do you think we’re idiots?

Martial Saints can completely control their bodies — they can go three days without food or water without issue. As for other bodily functions? They’re the masters of that as well. Seriously, if you’re going to make excuses, could it at least not be this lame?

Everyone’s gaze shifted back from Tang Ping to Ye Fan. He, after all, was the true problem they had to deal with!

"Who exactly are you? And what on earth do you want?" Wen Cheng barked sharply. "Today is an internal affair of the Ancient Martial World. No matter who you are, I suggest you stay out of it! If you have any demands, name them—we’ll do our best to meet them. If we can’t, our boss behind the scenes will certainly try to fulfill them!"

Wen Cheng’s intense gaze lingered on Ye Fan, but his tone had softened considerably.

After carefully probing for a moment, Wen Cheng suddenly realized it wasn’t that Ye Fan was weaker than him earlier—it was that Ye Fan hadn’t even revealed his true power, which made it impossible for Wen Cheng to gauge.

But now, with Ye Fan no longer concealing himself, Wen Cheng found he couldn’t fathom the depths of Ye Fan’s strength at all.

Reluctantly, Wen Cheng was forced to invoke the name of his boss from the Soul Hall!

Ye Fan, of course, was deliberately fishing for information about the Soul Hall bosses backing them. Seeing no need to attack for now, he smiled slyly and locked eyes with Wen Cheng. "Alright then, Patriarch Wen. Why don’t you tell me—who’s the boss backing you? Let’s see if they’re qualified to make me back off."

Ye Fan’s lack of immediate aggression eased the suffocating tension in the air somewhat.

"Rest assured," Wen Cheng said proudly. "Our boss is neither from the Secular World nor the Ancient Martial World. Even the Four Great Holy Lands have to bow their heads before him! Our boss is Elder Qi of the Soul Hall from the Immortal Domain, already at the Golden Core Realm... I suggest you think this through carefully."

Wen Cheng glanced at Yan Kehang, who was still on the ground, and his facial muscles twitched. "If you choose not to pursue this further, we can act like nothing happened earlier. Also, we have some elixirs our boss bestowed upon us. Consider them a token of gratitude for your trouble."

As a high-ranking member of the Evil Martial Alliance, Wen Cheng clearly knew what he was doing.

Ye Fan appeared to be considering letting it go, so Wen Cheng seized the opportunity. On the one hand, he used their boss’s name as a deterrent; on the other hand, he extended an olive branch by offering treasures, creating an easy way for Ye Fan to gracefully back down.

In a situation like this, most Hidden Family experts would have stopped while they were ahead!

After all, the Soul Hall was a super-sect from the Immortal Domain with Golden Core experts in its ranks.

If a real fight broke out, a full-force strike from a Golden Core expert could level an entire city.

But Ye Fan wasn’t just anyone—he had come to the Ancient Martial World precisely to deal with the Soul Hall Elders and to protect his fiancée, Nangong Aoyue.

Besides, with Ye Fan’s current power already reaching Seventh Grade Foundation Establishment, he no longer feared even Golden Core experts.

And with the support of Outer Realm beings like the Enchanting Demon and the Moon Worm beside him?

In a life-or-death fight, no one below the Nascent Soul level could stand against Ye Fan!

Moreover, as his cultivation advanced, Ye Fan’s understanding of those Immortal Domain Martial Techniques and Cultivation Techniques was growing ever deeper. The strength he could unleash continued to soar.

Afraid of what?

"Oh? Not bad, you’ve got some manners!" Ye Fan grinned as he accepted the elixirs and treasures Wen Cheng handed over, his eyelids twitching slightly.

Sure enough, the Ancient Martial World was rich and extravagant. These elixirs were Martial Spirit Pills for breaking into the Martial Emperor level. Back in the Secular World, each one would auction for over a billion!

While Ye Fan already had plenty of top-tier treasures left behind by Evil Cults in his space ring, who would ever complain about having too many treasures?

Casually pocketing the elixirs, Ye Fan remarked, "Good son, your filial offering has been accepted by your dad!"

Seeing Ye Fan accept the treasures, Wen Cheng instantly felt relieved.

If Ye Fan took the treasures, it meant their plan was halfway to success.

Although being called "son" over and over left Wen Cheng deeply disgruntled, he had no choice but to tolerate it. After all, Ye Fan’s strength was leagues ahead of his.

If it came down to a fight, Wen Cheng wouldn’t stand a chance against him!

Just as the crowd thought the situation was more or less resolved, Ye Fan suddenly asked, "This son has shown his filial piety. What about the rest of you? Do you not feel the slightest pang of guilt?"

"..."

The other Family Heads were instantly speechless.

What the hell!? Did this guy really just promote himself to our dad and start extorting us too?

But faced with the reality of the situation—Wen Cheng having already handed over so many treasures—they couldn’t exactly refuse. If they ended up provoking this big shot and ruining tonight’s plans, that loss would be monumental!

Damn it!

Though reluctant to the core, the other six Family Heads begrudgingly reached for their space rings, preparing to offer some halfway decent treasures to appease Ye Fan...

But in the next instant... a streak of Qi Force flashed by, and they realized their space rings had vanished from their hands...