Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 643 - 653: Ye Fei (21 more!)

The young monk had lived with Shi Wujian for eighteen years, having been brought back by Shi Wujian himself when he was but a child, their relationship as close as that of father and son.

In truth, the young monk knew very well that he was not cut out for studying Buddhist scriptures; instead, a persistent murderous intent often surged within his heart, uncontrollable once unleashed.

From the age of six till now, for twelve whole years, it was only through Shi Wujian's intervention that the young monk could return to his true nature; otherwise, who knows what he might have become.

Yet, to be made to leave Shi Wujian and go with a complete stranger was something he resisted from the bottom of his heart.

Shi Wujian shook his head, looking at the weeping young monk behind him, "Foolish child, your path was never ordinary. If you miss me, you can come back to see me."

"With Master Ye leading you, your future is boundless, far more useful than staying with an old monk like me who's nearing death," he said.

"Do well, and refrain from taking life when you can. But if you are pushed to your limit, then there's no need to hold back. Even a true Buddha must kill in this world!"

Shi Wujian said softly, and as he had come to regard the young monk as his own son, he paid such close attention to the boy's future prospects.

Ye Ling nodded, "Since that's the case, then I'll take him with me. I'll train him well. His talents are sharp, and if nothing unexpected occurs, he should surpass you within a year without trouble."

"With that said, I'll thank Master Ye. Oh, right, his Dharma name is Jie Chen. Once he enters secular life, naturally he won't use that name anymore. You should give him a new name."

Ye Ling nodded, "A name is like a code, nothing more than a fleeting cloud. Well then, he'll take my surname. From now on, you'll be called Ye Fei, how about that?"

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Shi Wujian nodded, "Ye Fei, Ye Fei, soaring into the sky, a True Dragon taking flight. A good omen indeed."

"Ye Fei, from now on you must heed Master Ye's words, remember this. Otherwise, our master-disciple bond will be severed with a single cut!"

Shi Wujian spoke slowly. The young monk, now Ye Fei, knelt on the ground, his head touching the earth over and over, thanking Shi Wujian for raising him, for nurturing him!

No one could have known that Ye Fei, whom Ye Ling brought with him from Mount Shaoshi, would become Ye Ling's sharpest blade in years to come, causing a bloodbath in the Immortal Realm, striking fear in the hearts of all the mighty heroes and heavenly divinities!

But of course, this was a story for another time. After Ye Ling left with Ye Fei from the back of Mount Shaoshi, and when they were very far away, Ye Ling still felt as though Shi Wujian was watching them.

But Ye Fei never looked back, his eyes brimming with tears, not wanting his master to see him cry.

"Ye Fei, you possess the Slaughter Physique, an extremely rare warrior body. When you are weak, you can't control this murderous intent, which is why you just lost your temper and your eyes reddened."

"I'll teach you a mental technique, and if you recite it frequently, it will suppress this consciousness. Later, I'll take you out, and you can join me in a killing spree that will dye the heavens with blood!"

Ye Ling said slowly, as Ye Fei's eyes turned red the instant he heard words of killing, so excited, so impulsive.

Ye Ling laughed. This guy was truly a genius. It's just a pity that Buddha probably never imagined that the compassionate Buddhist Sect could harbor someone with a Slaughter Physique.

How ironic, an absolute irony, especially since the host of the Slaughter Physique ended up becoming a monk. It's enough to make one laugh and cry, perhaps even the Great Sun Buddha himself hadn't foreseen it.

Achoo. The Great Sun Buddha, his head a mess in the Western Pure Land, sneezed and couldn't help but purse his lips, "Which old friend is mentioning me again, making me feel restless?"

On the mountain road of Mount Shaoshi, five people walked slowly. The young monk, now Ye Fei, followed closely beside Ye Ling, not straying a single step.

Mo Xing and two women were immensely curious, tsk tsk, this little monk, with his handsome features, could even make men's hearts flutter, not to mention his high martial arts skills.

If he were to leave the mountain, I don't know how many girls' hearts he would capture. I guess he'd be another so-called heartbreaker, ah no, I should say a "blue" heartbreaker.

The five of them got into the car and headed for Donghai City. As for Luoyang, they didn't go, because there was a bit of a rush, and Ye Ling still had to make a trip to Xiangjiang, so they could only plan to visit another time.

Six hours later, the group arrived in front of Ye Ling's estate. Along the way, Ye Ling had filled Ye Fei in on his family background, which had almost made Ye Fei lose his soul in shock.

A dozen wives at home, and a True Dragon and an even more noble Spirit Beast being raised in the backyard.

What kind of joke is this, monks aren't supposed to lie, right? Showing off in front of this little monk, isn't that a bit much?

True Dragon?

Is there really such a thing as a True Dragon in this world? Ye Fei felt that what Ye Ling had told him had already overturned his worldview, of course, the kid didn't have much of a worldview to begin with, having not yet seen the world.

What's more, Ye Fei was astounded to hear from Ye Ling that the guy driving the car, Mo Xing, with a face of unrestrained freedom that made him look like an old rascal, was actually a cultivator at the peak of Tribulation Transcending.

What kind of joke is this, isn't that level of a powerful person supposed to have an aura of an immortal? How come he looks like a charlatan?

Inside Ye Ling's estate, Ye Ling brought the four of them to the living room. The women, who had already received the news, were waiting in the living room, and of course, the most important was waiting for Mo Siqing.

"Hello, my sisters, long time no see, haha, Yu Qing, you've gotten chubbier, that little face, all pudgy, cute, cute."

"Wow, Zang Hua, you've become more attractive, my heart's all aflutter when I look at you."

The group of women glared at the show-off Mo Xing. They exchanged looks and then viciously stomped on Mo Xing's foot with great force, eliciting a howl of pain from him.

"Ah, this must be Si Qing, Ye Ling has told me about you before, you really are beautiful. Honestly, it's a blessing of eight lifetimes for our Ye Ling to have you."

Wang Shufen directly took Mo Siqing by the hand and said, causing Mo Siqing's face to turn bright red and bashfully lower her head, too embarrassed to speak.

Meanwhile, Mo Xing, who was clutching his foot and grinning, was suddenly stunned. What the heck, when did his sister become so shy? This was a joke, she's the little enchantress of the Imperial Capital.

"Sister, you're really pretty, I'm envious."

"Hehe, Ning Mei, you're just jealous, haha, you're jealous of me, aren't you, how nice, I've never heard of anyone being jealous of me before!"

The women immediately burst into laughter, and Mo Siqing also smiled slightly, her smile filled with deep apology.

However, it was Shen Yuexin who walked over to Mo Siqing, took her hand with a slight smile, "From now on, we're sisters, let's take care of this heartthrob together."

"We really need to keep an eye on her, otherwise, if she keeps up her antics, our house really won't be big enough."

Mo Siqing smiled faintly and nodded, feeling swiftly integrated into the family without the expected backstabbing and intrigue.