"For the Star Building, in addition to the supervision of Ye Jiajun, there is also the supervision of the Yuhua Building. Among the three buildings, the development of the Yuhua Building is the fastest. Now the number of people in the Yuhua Building has expanded to more than 50,000. Among them, the strength varies.
, whose highest level of cultivation is at the Spirit Emperor Realm, while those with the lowest level are ordinary people. A few months ago, several spies from other aristocratic families joined Xingchen Tower, but they were all noticed by Yuhua Tower and Ye Family Army, and they were finally killed."
Ye Shaoping was quite optimistic about the Yuhua Building that was developed by himself. Nowadays, the Yuhua Building has undoubtedly become the eyes of the Ye family, and even the slightest disturbance from anywhere cannot be hidden from the Ye family.
"Then Ye Xingchen's ability is pretty good, so it would be right to hand over Yuhua Tower to him!" Listening to the situation of Yuhua Tower, Ye Shaohan had a rare look of surprise on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Shaoping informed Ye Shaohan of the family's income and expenses in recent months, as well as the next family development plan.
Although Ye Shaohan delegated power to Ye Shaoping, he still needed to understand these situations, and the two chatted for several hours.
What interested Ye Shaohan the most was the consortium that Ye Shaoping mentioned. Although Ye Shaoping was confident, he did not have the confidence to consider everything. Therefore, he selected talents from all aspects of the clan to form a consortium.
The consortium, as the name suggests, was established for the long-term economic development of the Ye family.
The foundation of a family is force, and if a family wants to take off, it cannot do without the support of economic resources. On this point, Ye Shaohan actually admires Ye Shaoping's foresight.
"However, the family's property in the imperial capital is still suppressed by other aristocratic families!" After a pause, Ye Shaoping frowned.
"What families are the Situ Family and the Dongfang Family?" Ye Shaohan said in a deep voice as Jian Mei frowned slightly.
"Except for those aristocratic families in the imperial capital, no other aristocratic family dares to be an enemy of the family!" After saying this, a rare look of pride appeared on Ye Shaoping's face.
For the children of a family like them, when the family is prosperous, they are prosperous. As the saying goes, one is prosperous and everyone is prosperous.
"Old guy Situ is determined to give up!" Thinking of his embarrassing scene a few months ago, a chill appeared in Ye Shaohan's eyes.
"One more thing worth noting is the Huang family in Niefeng City!" His eyes moved slightly, and a rare look of solemnity appeared on Ye Shaoping's face.
"Huang family?" Regarding the aristocratic families in Nifeng City, Ye Shaohan only knew the Luo family and the Liu family, but he didn't have much impression of those smaller aristocratic families.
"The family surnamed Huang was originally just a low-income family, but recently there have been many masters in the family. According to Yuhualou's investigation, these masters all came from the imperial capital!" Waving his feather fan, Ye Shaoping explained the origins of the Huang family.
Daolai. Hearing this, Ye Shaohan just nodded slightly and asked: "Find out which family these masters come from? The five major families in the imperial capital, or the royal family?"
"Royal!" Ye Shaoping said accurately. From this, we can see how terrifying Yuhualou's intelligence capabilities are now.
"The most important thing in the emperor's art is the way of balance. This royal family is secretly supporting the first family in Nifeng City. Their purpose is undoubtedly to involve the family and even play a supervisory role!" Ye Shaohan said softly with his head slightly lowered.
"What about the Huang family?" After saying this, Ye Shaoping couldn't help but feel a little chill in his eyes. After taking power, no fewer than hundreds of people died indirectly at Ye Shaoping's hands.
"Since the family's industry has not been suppressed, then let it go! It would be good to keep a Huang family to make the royal family feel at ease!" Ye Shaohan said with a chuckle.
"But some warnings are still necessary. When the time comes, let the Huang family pay some price!" After a pause, Ye Shaohan's tone changed and he said in a cold voice.
The cold wind blew through their long hair, and Ye Shaoping couldn't help but shudder. At that moment, Ye Shaoping felt as cold as hell.
"Oh my God! How many people has this family master killed?" Even though Ye Shaohan's hostility was not directed at Ye Shaoping, Ye Shaoping was still moved and choked.
"Is he back?" There was a brief silence between the two. After a few breaths, Ye Shaohan spoke up.
"He?" Ye Shaoping didn't react for a while, but when he caught a glimpse of the complicated look in Ye Shaohan's eyes, he immediately reacted: "There is no news about the old master!"
Under the stars in the sky, the first ray of dawn emerged from the sky. The dawn broke through the late autumn clouds and fell on Ye Shaohan and Ye Shaoping.
He took a step forward unhurriedly, and Ye Shaohan's figure turned into a stream of light and shot towards the ancestral pavilion. His voice still resounded above the library: "According to convention, family affairs are between you and Ye Shaohan."
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Hearing this, Ye Shaoping smiled helplessly, thinking that the owner of the family was addicted to it.
At dawn, a thin layer of frost condensed on the branches beside the stone path.
Autumn is coming, and the ancestral pavilion bathed in the dawn is still so quiet, as quiet as a sleeping old man.
The figure stopped in mid-air, looking at this classical ancestral pavilion, Ye Shaohan's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, his feet stepped slightly, and his figure landed on the ground unhurriedly.
As soon as his front feet touched the ground, Ye Shaohan noticed a figure rushing out of the building next to the ancestral pavilion. It was the old man who guarded the pavilion.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan nodded slightly and said, "I've met senior!"
"Back!" Seeing that it was Ye Shaohan, the old man's face burst into joy. However, when he saw the terrifying aura on Ye Shaohan's body, he couldn't help but be startled: "Breakthrough, fake Lingzong realm?"
When the old man noticed Ye Shaohan's aura, why was Ye Shaohan not the same?
Ye Shaohan looked at the old man with the same astonishment on his face. Immediately, Ye Shaohan clasped his hands and cupped his hands towards the old man and said: "Congratulations, senior!"
Under Ye Shaohan's induction, the old man also made a breakthrough, and his aura was also at the fake spirit sect level.
"I'm old!" In front of Ye Shaohan, the old man couldn't help being shocked, and he sighed with emotion: "A new generation has replaced the old one, I'm old!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly, waved his handprint, and the ancestral pavilion, which had been closed for several months, opened again. Ye Shaohan's figure turned into a breeze and jumped into the ancestral pavilion.
Standing on the top floor of the ancestral pavilion, Ye Shaohan looked at the familiar scene around him and breathed a sigh of relief. It was only here that he dared to practice boldly.
Months of hard training have made Ye Shaohan's spiritual energy stronger and stronger. However, what makes Ye Shaohan helpless is that he has not yet reached the opportunity for breakthrough. In this regard, Ye Shaohan is not in a hurry and continues to maintain a normal heart.
According to his training habits, Ye Shaohan ran several techniques for several weeks before stopping. Then he stood up and danced his sword. A set of martial arts skills ranging from simple to complex emerged in Ye Shaohan's hands.
Reviewing the past and learning new things, every time he practiced a martial art, Ye Shaohan had a different understanding, and his vision also improved little by little.
The most terrifying thing about the state of selflessness is that when he is immersed in something, it is difficult for him to wake up. When Ye Shaohan stopped dancing with his sword, it was already late at night outside the pavilion.
After reacting from the previous state, Ye Shaohan still felt like he was in a trance. His soul power spread out, and he felt the stars in the sky outside. He couldn't help but be startled: "It turns out it's already late at night!"
Ye Shaohan took off the wine bottle from his waist, took a few sips, and moved his eyes to Qilin.
This time, he and Huo Qilin spent a lot of energy breaking into the sword tower for the third jade pendant.
Compared with the sword intention of the second generation Moon God and the third generation Moon God, according to Huo Qilin's description, the sword intention of the third generation is not a solipsistic conception, but a selfless conception.
Therefore, the sword intention of the third generation is also the sword intention of selflessness.
Taking out the jade pendant from the unicorn, when the jade pendant was just exposed to the air, an extremely clear sword chant sounded from the jade pendant. This sword chant did not ring in Ye Shaohan's ears, but directly in Ye Shaohan's mind.
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The jade pendant automatically floated from Ye Shaohan's hand, and finally floated strangely in mid-air.
Suddenly, the ancestral pavilion, which had been silent for who knows how many months, shook again, and its sharp sword energy emerged from the dark wall.
The sword energy was like a tide, and finally gathered on the jade pendant. The originally dim jade pendant immediately burst into bright light, which was extremely dazzling.
In the bright light, a figure emerged. When Ye Shaohan saw the illusory figure, a look of shock finally appeared on his calm face.
Looking up, the man's long hair like ink was scattered on the white clothes. He only used a white belt to tie the front hair back. His whole body exuded an aura as cold as his sword, and his whole body exuded an icy aura.
, his eyes were like a god looking down at an ant, and he was holding a seven-foot green peak in his hand. This figure was not unfamiliar to Ye Shaohan, and could even be said to be impressive.
"Fourth generation!" Ye Shaohan did not expect to see the figure of the fourth generation here. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's figure suddenly shook. Could it be that every piece of jade pendant contains a trace of the fourth generation's memory?
In the ancestral pavilion and the sword tomb, Ye Shaohan had seen figures from the fourth generation.
As if aware of Ye Shaohan's existence, Si Dai glanced at Ye Shaohan slowly, and his strong voice sounded in vain: "Gathering the Moon God, opening the sword tomb, thousands of years of chaos, the end of the world!"
His voice gave Ye Shaohan a sense of vicissitudes of life, but the meaning of these words made Ye Shaohan puzzled for a while.
Suddenly, Yondaime took a step forward in vain. He pointed his left hand as a sword, and quickly pointed forward a few fingers. A bright purple light lit up on his fingertips, and the air rippled around his index finger.
Circles of purple ripples like water.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan's heart suddenly shook. In this finger, Ye Shaohan felt the artistic conception.
That kind of artistic conception is the artistic conception of selflessness, which is the original artistic conception of the fourth generation. At this moment, Ye Shaohan saw the artistic conception of the fourth generation with his own eyes for the first time.
For a moment, Ye Shaohan was immersed in the fourth generation's finger, unaware that the fourth generation's figure once again turned into a point of light and disappeared.