Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

This setting surprised Ye Feng, "Wasn't it a resting place during the Period of the Ancient Great War? Why set up such a rule within the Great Formation?"

Logically speaking, cities dedicated to rest and healing during the Period of the Ancient Great War shouldn't have had such a setting.

Chi Jark then helplessly said, "According to the rumors, because the situation of the great war was tense, to prevent those who were afraid of death and too keen on life from hiding within the city and not going out to battle, this rule was set. As for those who were seriously injured and needed a long time to recover, they would be sent directly back to Earth."

Ye Feng was speechless too, it was to prevent that problem, but he could understand, the battle of that Ancient Period was a crisis for the entire Earth. The Alien Race invading in large numbers related to the fate of all humankind, and those chosen for the front line were certainly people of strength. Originally, there were a vast number of Alien Race members, if on Earth's side people were too keen on life and afraid of death hiding, the situation would indeed become even more dire.

After thinking for a while, Ye Feng then asked, "After being expelled by the City Protection Great Formation, can one re-enter?"

"It is possible, but one must wait three days. The City Protection Great Formation will allow you to enter again. Back in the Ancient Times, there would be a person in charge waiting outside the city, and once you were expelled, you had to go back to the front line to fight."

Chi Jark didn't hide anything and simply spilled all of these things out.

Ye Feng listened with great interest, and also somewhat sighed, "Brother Chi is truly from the Four Great Ancient Clans, you know so much. It's unlike the Utility Pavilion, which has nothing."

Chi Jark was stunned for a moment, and his expression became weird. He asked, "Brother Ye didn't go to Xuanyuan Hall when you entered the Outer Battlefield?"

Ye Feng didn't quite understand why Chi Jark would suddenly ask this, but he still said, "I did, but what about it? At that time, I even argued with the Third Hall Master, caused a big scene, and then I chased the Third Hall Master away. There's still no news about him now."

These words petrified Chi Jark. With his mouth twitching in disbelief, he said, "Brother Ye, are you sure you chased away the Third Hall Master of Xuanyuan Hall and he didn't slap you to death?"

The Hall Masters of Xuanyuan Hall are all Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm or above in strength. Although the Third Hall Master is the weakest of the Hall Masters, he is still stronger than an ordinary Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm. Ye Feng chased him away!

Chi Jark felt Ye Feng must be joking. After all, that's a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm. Although Ye Feng concealed his strength, his realm was not at all the level of a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm. At best, he was like Chi Jark, at Half-Step Golden Core. Even if your strength matches that of a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, you wouldn't really have chased away the Third Hall Master, right?

"Just kidding, just kidding. I had an accident when I went to Xuanyuan Hall, and I left soon after arriving," said Ye Feng with a light cough, offering a forced laugh without continuing the topic. Since Chi Jark did not believe him, there was no need to explain further. He changed the subject and asked, "May I ask, Brother Chi, why have you come here?"

Chi Jark suddenly smiled, "Brother Ye wants to know, why not follow me inside and see for yourself?"

Ye Feng had this in mind. He was very interested in the city within the Outer Battlefield and wanted to see what it was like.

"Then let's go, Brother Ye."

Chi Jark flew into the city, with Ye Feng following closely behind.

Upon entering the city gate, Ye Feng discovered that the so-called city was not very large; in fact, it was about the size of a small town. As for the buildings in the city, they were quite rudimentary, consisting only of some stone houses.

Chi Jark quickly led Ye Feng to a place resembling a market. There weren't many people, just a few dozens, but they represented almost every faction.

Ye Feng looked around and saw many people setting up stalls on the ground and even hawking their wares.

"Supreme Quality Battle Armor from Ancient Times, capable of withstanding attacks from a Grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, only for twenty Spirit Stones!"

"Silver Dragon Battle Spear, top grade Treasure Weapon, ten Spirit Stones!"

"Supreme Quality Martial Technique, Five Cauldron Divine Finger, fifteen Spirit Stones!"

A group of people were hawking Cultivation Techniques, weapons, and Spiritual Medicines.

Ye Feng swept a glance over them and wasn't interested in any of the items. Those items were clearly junk, probably just swindling some people. Of course, there might be people who needed them, but Ye Feng didn't lack any.

"Brother Ye, if you have any items you want to trade, you could also set them out for sale," Chi Jark casually said, though his eyes clearly showed disdain, obviously uninterested in these items.

Ye Feng shook his head and asked again, "There can't be just these items in the city, right?"

If the city only contained these items, that would be a huge disappointment to Ye Feng.

"Of course not, the most precious things in the city are actually those stone houses."

Chi Jark pointed at the surrounding stone houses that looked very plain.

Ye Feng's expression changed. Stone houses?

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Chi Jark soon explained again, "Inside these stone houses, there are various insights left by Ancient Daoist Cultivators, and for us cultivators, these are the real treasures."

"Time is of the essence, so I won't keep Brother Ye any longer; I'm going to observe the stone houses," said Chi Jarn without further ado, aware that in three days, he would be driven out of the city, making every moment within its walls precious.

"Brother Ye, see you at the city gates in three days!" Chi Jarn left these words behind and quickly departed to find a stone house that suited him for enlightenment and observation.

Watching the surrounding stone houses, Ye Feng also became interested and muttered to himself, "Enlightenment of the ancient cultivators, huh? Sounds intriguing. I might as well have a look too."

Ye Feng left the market he had been at and approached one of the nearby stone houses. Each house had a crude wooden door, most of which were open, though some were closed.

Glancing at those closed wooden doors, Ye Feng immediately understood that those stone houses must already have someone inside seeking enlightenment.

Choosing an unoccupied stone house, Ye Feng walked in.

Inside the stone house, void of anything else, the stone walls were covered with inscriptions. Upon closer inspection, Ye Feng realized these did not only contain the insights of ancient cultivators but also the cultivation experiences of those who came after.

Ye Feng stepped forward to observe, his body trembling slightly, "These characters actually retain a peculiar power and aura..."

Ye Feng took out the Emperor's Sword and attempted to inscribe on the stone walls of the house, but no matter how much strength he used, he could not leave even a slight mark on the walls!

Deeply shocked and disbelieving, Ye Feng realized that despite his strength, which could overwhelm most Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm, he was still unable to carve into these walls.

What level of strength, then, was required to inscribe these lines of characters? Could it be that one needed the power of the Realm above the Golden Core, the legendary Yin-Yang Realm?

Ye Feng was astounded and, with a flicker in his eyes, began to perceive the residual aura of the inscriptions.

Soon enough, Ye Feng furrowed his brows, feeling a force that was at times staunchly firm and at others gently yielding—a power more aptly described as the Mutual Restraint of Yin-Yang.

Could this possibly be the legendary Power of Yin-Yang?

Ye Feng was uncertain; although he had already converted all his Qi Force into Spirit Essence, roughly placing him among the ranks of the Grandmasters of the Golden Core Realm, he had not yet condensed a Golden Core and couldn't be considered a true Grandmaster. He only possessed their Combat Power.

After an hour of contemplation, Ye Feng opened his eyes and sighed in frustration. He couldn't grasp this Power of Yin-Yang at all, and as for the inscribed Cultivation Techniques, they held no interest for him since he had the Method of the Three Thousand Acupoints and the Divine Path Heavenly Edict Scroll.

Ye Feng stood up and moved on to several other stone houses to seek enlightenment, but it was all in vain. Unable to perceive the Yin-Yang Strength left behind in the characters, and finding the Cultivation Techniques unrelated to him, he resigned himself to the fact that the stone houses, treasured by all cultivators, were utterly useless to him.

After half a day passed, Ye Feng gave up and simply chose a stone house to close the door.

"I'll just wait here for three days, and then leave with Chi Jarn; that guy seems pretty interesting," he thought.

Ye Feng smiled lightly and sat down in the stone house to meditate and cultivate.

Suddenly, Ye Feng remembered he had a Dragon Egg in his possession.

Thinking this, his spiritual power entered the Space Ring and arrived at the nest where the Dragon Egg was kept, built from colorful stones.

Almost immediately, Ye Feng's attention was captured by the Dragon Egg.

The egg, once resembling a stone-shaped egg, had now turned completely Golden Color and was radiating a faint Golden halo around it.

"What the— It turned into a golden egg!?" exclaimed Ye Feng in surprise, and soon he noticed a ring of stone chips piled around the Dragon Egg. He realized that what had appeared to be stone was only a disguise, and now, it seemed that the hatching day for the Little Dragon inside was close at hand, and the outer stone shell could no longer contain the egg.

Approaching the Dragon Egg with his spiritual power, Ye Feng instantly felt an oppressive force, causing him a startle. Considering that it was still just an egg, the fact it exerted such pressure on him was terrifying.

Ye Feng marveled, truly befitting of the Dragon Clan, a Race naturally mighty beyond compare.

With this in mind, the image of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon, resplendent and unfathomably powerful, returned to Ye Feng's thoughts. Reflecting on that memory, he couldn't help but show a puzzled expression: just what level of power did that Old Dragon posses?

He felt that the aura of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon was more vast and fathomless than even that of the First Hall Master of Xuanyuan Hall, seemingly not of the same realm.

Ye Feng didn't dwell on it, as the level of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon was still a far reach from his current state.

His spiritual power closely observed the Dragon Egg, now adorned with mystical Golden inscriptions, and Ye Feng was immediately captivated by them.