Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 363: Chapter 361: I Have No Regrets!

At the base of the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain, about 30,000 li away, numerous towering trees grew verdantly, each hundreds of meters tall.

At a glance, the sheer number of these trees was overwhelmingly vast, forming what seemed like a vast forest with no visible end.

And at the center of this forest, there existed a large number of pavilions.

These pavilions were delicately carved and adorned with jade, with rocks scattered about and the constant sound of babbling brooks falling, at the center of which there was a huge waterfall. In the waterfall, stood hundreds of figures, withstanding the cascade, seemingly bearing immense pressure.

These figures were all children, each not older than ten years of age.

Yet their faces bore a determination hard to imagine in adults, even though their backs were blood-red from the waterfall’s impact, and even though they felt as if their bones were about to break; they still stood there enduring.

Because they knew, their surname was Ye!

The waterfall was merely their first ordeal.

Behind it lay even more difficult, more painful trials, which they could hardly bear.

This place was the secluded family—Ye Family!

At this moment, within one of the pavilions, stood several dozen figures.

Among them was a middle-aged man, around fifty years old, with a face filled with gloom and anger, sitting in the chief seat, fixing his gaze on the two figures below.

These two figures were extremely young, each looking about twenty years old, and somewhat resembling each other.

If Su Han were here, he would immediately recognize one of them as Ye Longhe.

The other person was naturally his younger brother, Ye Longchen.

Both were kneeling on both knees, heads tightly bowed down.

And around them, the majority were elders.

These elders furrowed their brows, constantly sighing, their looks towards Ye Longhe and Ye Longchen filled with both love and hate.

“Look at the mess you two have made!”

The middle-aged man had been silent for a long time and finally could no longer suppress the rage in his heart; he suddenly stood up.

The moment he stood up, a surge of cultivation fluctuated, causing the chair beneath him to shatter with a loud bang.

“Our ancestors of the Ye Family, the origin of all powers on Dragon Martial Continent since millions of years ago, have always guarded the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain.”

“There has been clear warning from the old ancestors that the Extraterritorial Demons will attack, instructing our Ye Family to protect the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain, yet you two, you…

“You two scoundrels! Undutiful sons!!!”

At this point, the middle-aged man suddenly waved his hand but hesitated repeatedly and eventually did not strike.

After all, the two in front of him were his sons.

“Father, this matter is not related to elder brother; it was I who stole the key to open the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain,” Ye Longchen said after a brief silence.

“No!”

Hearing Ye Longchen’s words, Ye Longhe quickly said, “Father, this isn’t Long Chen’s fault; he stole the key and opened the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain because I instructed him to do so.”

“Shut up!”

The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed with anger as he shouted, “How did I give birth to two undutiful sons like you? When those Super Sects wanted to force our Ye Family to open the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain, the old ancestor fought with his life and never opened it. What were they really after? Divine Spirits? They were afraid that these people from the Super Sects would act rashly and release the Extraterritorial Demon!!!”

“But you… you went behind my back and opened the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain, and now our Ye Family is about to become the sinners of Dragon Martial Continent, sinners for eternity!!!”

Ye Longhe and Ye Longchen both pressed their heads down, daring not to speak.

“All for a mere Ninth-Rate Sect? What’s so good about that Ninth-Rate Sect! Even a hundred, ten thousand Ninth-Rate Sects couldn’t compensate for this calamity!”

The middle-aged man roared again, obviously having learned why Ye Longchen had stolen the key and opened the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain.

He truly couldn’t understand. Although the Ye Family had declined, it was still the Ye Family.

In the eyes of the Ye Family, a Ninth-Rate Sect was nothing more than an ant, easily crushed by sending just a few people.

Yet, for such an ant-like Ninth-Rate Sect, Ye Longchen and Ye Longhe had committed such an outrageous act of treason, making the entire Ye Family criminals for eternity!

Even, because of their recklessness, the entire Dragon Martial Continent would suffer a bloodshed!

“Eldest Young Master,”

Just then, an elder sitting next to Ye Longhe suddenly spoke, “You and Su Han, after all, only knew each other for a short while at the Gate of Deer Chasing. Logically, with your steady nature, you shouldn’t have done this. Could it be that Su Han is threatening you?”

“No!”

Ye Longhe immediately looked up and said, “This was entirely my own doing. It has nothing to do with Su Han, and… and I have no regrets about what I’ve done!”

“Nonsense!”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man walked up to Ye Longhe and slapped him across the face.

Ye Longhe immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying back ten meters.

But he didn’t utter a sound and knelt down again, crawling ten meters back to the middle-aged man.

“Smack!”

No sooner had he returned than the middle-aged man slapped him another ten meters away.

“Big brother!”

Witnessing this scene, Ye Longchen’s eyes reddened slightly, and he said to the middle-aged man, “Father, this is all my fault. I stole the key, I opened the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain. If you must vent your anger, hit me!”

“Family Head, please show mercy,”

The elder who spoke earlier also stood up, pleading for Ye Longhe.

Clearly, the two slaps just now had involved some power of cultivation from the middle-aged man; otherwise, they wouldn’t have sent Ye Longhe flying so far.

Ye Longhe had grown up under the eyes of these elders, always obedient and well-behaved, making him like their own grandson to them.

“Regret it or not?”

The middle-aged man completely ignored the words of the elder and Ye Longchen and instead looked at Ye Longhe, who was kneeling in front of him.

“I have no regrets!” Ye Longhe stated resolutely.

“Smack!”

As soon as his words fell, another slap landed on his face.

This slap distorted Ye Longhe’s face, and an indescribable agony surged from his face.

“Regret it or not!!!”

The middle-aged man was nearly screaming, sounding less like he was asking and more like he was forcing Ye Longhe to say the word “regret.”

He was the Head of the Ye Family, and with such a significant incident, he couldn’t just indulge and ignore it.