Ye Beixuan's frantic demeanor took Chen Chang'an by surprise.
What's going on with him?
In Chen Chang'an's memory, Ye Beixuan wasn’t the type to be this flustered—unless something major had happened.
"Big bro, I bet his wife ran off with someone."
"But… what does that have to do with you?"
"Did you steal his wife?" Da Huang exclaimed in shock.
"Piss off, how the hell would I even know who his wife is?"
"Exactly! That’s why it’s totally possible!"
"Tell me honestly—have you really been holed up in the Wugou Sea all these years? No sneaking off to charm some young ladies elsewhere?"
Faced with Da Huang’s accusations, Chen Chang'an could only sigh. How could someone of his noble character ever do such a thing?
Question anything you want, but never doubt my integrity!
I am integrity incarnate! The vanguard of justice!
"Godfather, did you find me another mom?"
Huh?
What kind of nonsense is that? Since when have I ever found you a mom?
"Both of you, cut it out."
"Brother Ye, what exactly happened?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.
Ye Beixuan glanced around, ensuring no one was nearby, then swiftly erected a barrier around them.
"Brother Chen, my Ye Family… may be facing a catastrophe."
"Our family patriarch ordered me to find you and stay by your side. He said only then could I escape this calamity."
"But… truthfully, I can’t bear to see anything happen to the Ye Family."
"I’m at my wit's end, so I came to seek your help."
"By chance, I heard rumors of your reappearance and that you’d come to the Eastern Family, so I came to try my luck—never thought you’d actually be here."
Chen Chang'an was stunned by Ye Beixuan’s words. The Ye Family, in grave danger?
The Ye Family was a top-tier powerhouse with a peak Immortal Emperor guarding their lineage. Who would dare provoke them?
And to the extent that Ye Beixuan had to flee?
"It’s that serious?"
"To be honest, I was actually planning to visit your family to retrieve something."
"How long ago did you leave the Ye Family?"
"What kind of disaster could render even your family helpless?" Chen Chang'an frowned.
Ye Beixuan hadn’t expected Chen Chang'an’s destination to be the Ye Family.
"Looking for something? That fragment you showed me before?"
"I’ve never seen that thing before."
"As for the Ye Family’s crisis, even I don’t know the details. The patriarch didn’t explain—just told me to act ignorant no matter what happens."
"I suspect… the Ye Family may face annihilation." Ye Beixuan’s expression darkened.
Annihilation!
One of the Nine Great Immortal Clans, the Ye Family, facing total destruction?
Could the other eight families have joined forces to wipe them out? But that seemed unlikely—there was no reason for such an extreme move.
Ye Beixuan wouldn’t lie, so the situation must be dire.
Chen Chang'an didn’t know what would become of the Ye Family, but the Law Fragment was still there.
"My intel is solid—the thing I need is definitely in your family. No mistake about it."
"Maybe you just haven’t seen it."
It’s in the Ye Family?
"Brother Chen, give me a moment."
"Before I left, the patriarch handed me all of the Ye Family’s resources. I haven’t had time to sort through them yet."
"Let me check."
Chen Chang'an was taken aback. Had the Ye Family already prepared for their downfall? Handing over all their resources to Ye Beixuan meant staking their last hope on him.
"Nothing!"
"Absolutely nothing, Brother Chen. Where did you hear this from?" Ye Beixuan scanned the treasures with his divine sense but found no trace of the fragment Chen Chang'an had once shown them.
"The patriarch of the Kirin Clan told me. He wouldn’t lie."
"So, it’s probably still in your family, just not among the resources you took."
The Kirin patriarch had no reason to deceive Chen Chang'an—if anything, he wanted Chen Chang'an to grow stronger more than anyone.
He knew the truth about the impending catastrophe threatening the entire Primordial Immortal Domain.
Hearing it came from the Kirin patriarch, Ye Beixuan grew puzzled. Could it really be in the Ye Family?
If it was so important, why didn’t the patriarch include it? Or did he not realize its significance?
"Brother Ye, it seems I’ll have to visit your family after all."
Ye Beixuan immediately protested, "No!"
"Brother Chen, my patriarch warned me—under no circumstances should we return."
Not return?
That wasn’t an option. If the Law Fragment was lost, tracking it down would be a nightmare.
"Can you accept this?"
"Watching your family perish without lifting a finger?"
"Is that what you want?" Chen Chang'an pressed.
"No!"
"I can’t accept it!"
"But what can I do?"
"Even though I’ve broken through to the Immortal King realm, what difference can my strength make?"
"My only choice is to obey the patriarch, grow stronger, and hope for a chance to rebuild."
A crushing sense of helplessness washed over Ye Beixuan—a feeling he’d never known before.
"Hey, look at you. You’ve got me, don’t you?"
"Relax. With me here, no disaster stands a chance." Chen Chang'an grinned.
His words left Ye Beixuan speechless.
What did he mean? Could he really resolve the Ye Family’s crisis?
Even the patriarch had no confidence, yet Chen Chang'an could?
"Are you serious?"
"Just… how strong are you now?" Ye Beixuan asked, stunned.
"Can I do it? I don’t know."
"But shouldn’t we at least try?"
"As for my strength… let’s just say I can hold my own against an Immortal Emperor." Chen Chang'an replied casually.
Against an Immortal Emperor?
In just a few decades, Chen Chang'an had reached a level where he could challenge an Immortal Emperor?
Ye Beixuan had long admired Chen Chang'an, but even he hadn’t anticipated such monstrous growth.
No matter how high he’d estimated Chen Chang'an’s progress, it was never enough.
"Brother Chen!"
"If you can truly help the Ye Family survive this calamity—"
"I swear—"
"From this day forward, I’ll follow your lead without question."
"All these resources of the Ye Family… I’ll give them to you." Ye Beixuan declared fervently.
All of it?
The Ye Family’s entire fortune?
That was no small sum.
"We’re brothers. No need for such formalities."
"I’m helping you for the sake of our bond."
"Our friendship may be brief, but it runs deep."
"True brothers are felt in the heart." Chen Chang'an said solemnly.
Moved beyond words, Ye Beixuan felt his chest swell with emotion.
To think Brother Chen regarded him as kin.
"Brother Chen…"
"Fine, I’ll keep half!"
"Pretty generous, huh?"
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