Chapter Forty-Nine: Master Wants to Recognize His Ancestors and Return to His Clan?!

Returning to the gloomy cave, Ye Chi wasn't as panicked anymore because of the person beside him, though he still felt uneasy. Vener's presence was like sharp needles, piercing his heart. He didn't like this overly frivolous fellow, especially since in the original story he wasn't even a supporting character, at best a nameless cannon fodder. Now, as the disciple with the highest martial arts prowess in the entire book, he had to work with him to save his master. Ye Chi attributed this discomfort to a man's restless competitive spirit; after all, no one likes the feeling of being inferior… probably.

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong with him, but a blockhead like him, who had lived for over a decade, couldn't be easily changed. He couldn't figure it out and ultimately had to suppress what he considered inexplicable emotions. He wasn't stupid, but he was utterly clueless about such matters.

He curled his lip: "You really can save my master?"

“It’s better than you wandering around here alone.” Without turning his head, Vena said mercilessly, “My strength is second only to my father’s. I think you should know what that means.”

This means that Viner's current value is indeed higher than his. Ye Chi's eyes dimmed, and he did not respond, but his heart sank little by little.

His initial purpose in becoming Ya Feiyu's disciple was indeed to find a place to stand for a moment in this turbulent world. He never thought about cultivating immortality. If it weren't for the original owner of this body being so capable, he wouldn't have been able to touch the threshold of the path to immortality, let alone be chosen by Ya Feiyu to become his disciple.

Deep down, he didn't want to get involved in the messy world of cultivation; in fact, he was somewhat averse to cultivating immortality.

But when Ya Feiyu got into trouble, he always thought that if he were stronger, things would be better.

That way, he wouldn't need to rely on others to save him.

She wouldn't have to stand by and watch him suffer, while she, a useless person, could only watch helplessly.

His aura darkened, and Viner ignored him, continuing to walk forward on her own.

His cultivation was high, and his senses were more acute than Ye Chi's. He could clearly perceive things that Ye Chi couldn't. For example, the faint demonic energy in the air. Vena frowned slightly, "This... is a demon's lair."

“Another den of iniquity…” Ye Chi murmured to himself. No wonder this place gave him such an ominous feeling, yet it also exuded a strange familiarity. It turned out that this place was actually the same kind of mass grave he had seen in the Linglong Pavilion. He raised his eyes, his dark pupils as deep as an unfathomable abyss, and murmured somewhat absentmindedly, “Master…”

"Will Ya Feiyu be alright?" He stared at the wet stone wall, raised his hand to touch it, and his hand was covered in water before he sadly withdrew it.

As the character with the highest combat power in the entire book, Ya Feiyu shouldn't be so easily in trouble, but... what if he is?

The plot of the book has been completely changed by his interference, so who can guarantee that Ya Feiyu won't encounter an opponent stronger than himself now?

Just imagining such a possibility made his scalp tingle and his whole body go cold.

So he didn't dare delay for a moment, stopped arguing with Vina, and relied on his excellent memory to walk back to the intersection where he had first parted ways with Ya Feiyu.

“It was from here that I got separated from my master,” he said.

Wiener frowned: "This place... gives me a very bad feeling."

"Is the demonic energy very strong?" Ye Chi asked.

“Not only that.” Viner shook her head, her brow furrowed with worry. “There’s also a faint, eerie aura.”

"Demonic aura? Are there demons here?"

"It should be."

The demon race has always lived in seclusion, and their ways are not as flamboyant as those of the demon race; most are relatively law-abiding. But in this place filled with the aura of the demon race, there is actually demonic energy?

Ye Chi's face was gloomy, but Vena's face was not as dark as his. He said, "This place is not suitable for us to stay for long. It is not a good thing for demons and monsters to be mixed together. We must find the Immortal Venerable as soon as possible."

Following the lingering demonic aura, they searched further and further. As they ventured deeper, the surroundings grew increasingly dark. Viner sensed something was wrong and tried to ignite a flame in her palm, but Ye Chi stopped her, saying, "It's no use."

Viner didn't believe in superstition. He tried to circulate his spiritual energy, but it seemed as if something was stuck in his dantian, preventing him from using it. His pupils contracted, and he stammered, "This..."

Their spiritual power was restricted. Vina stared intently. Was there some kind of restriction or barrier set up here? Otherwise, how could his spiritual power suddenly become unusable?

But if that's the case, why didn't he sense any trace of a barrier when he arrived?

Just then, Ye Chi let out a soft exclamation, bringing Vinara back to his senses. He followed Ye Chi's gaze and saw a dazzling golden light faintly emanating from an extremely narrow passage.

Beyond this passage, the aura of the demon race seemed exceptionally strong; the demonic energy they had been searching for must have originated from here.

"Go in?" Viner looked at him and asked.

"Of course." Ye Chi nodded, his hands hanging at his sides clenching slightly. "I will not let go of any opportunity to find my master."

Viner gave him a deep look, his gaze unwavering, but said nothing. He was the first to enter the cramped cave. It was incredibly narrow inside, and the already poor air circulation in the depths of the cave made it even more stifling, almost suffocating. Ye Chi loosened his collar and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his sleeve instantly becoming damp. He disgustedly shook off the sweat from his hand, saying, "It's so hot!"

The passage was not only narrow, but also long. Ye Chi was already exhausted by the end. He didn't know how long he had been walking, only that his legs were feeling weak. If he didn't reach the end soon, he was afraid he would die here before finding Ya Feiyu.

Just then, Wiener suddenly stopped.

Ye Chi was caught off guard and almost bumped into it. He quickly hopped back, raising an eyebrow: "What happened?"

"Shh." Viner put her index finger to her lips, turned her head slightly and glared at him with a hint of displeasure. Ye Chi saw the threat in her blue eyes, paused slightly, made a zipping motion to his lips, and then obediently shut his mouth. But he couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he peeked over Viner's shoulder.

Passing through the narrow passage, a suddenly enlarged space came into view. The space emitted a faint golden glow, with countless thick green vines on the sides, and in the center of the space, there was a translucent silkworm cocoon made of thick vines.

Inside the silkworm cocoon, a person floated in mid-air, supported by golden light. The appearance of wings seemed to emerge faintly on his back, three pairs in total, slightly curled up, yet visibly enormous.

Ye Chi's pupils contracted—that person was his master!

But it seems...

He almost rushed forward recklessly, but at the crucial moment, he regained his composure and stopped himself in time. The person seemed to be his master, but his aura seemed to have changed, and he didn't quite resemble him anymore.

"Why are you all staring at my little bird?"

A faint female voice came from behind. Before Ye Chi could react, he felt a powerful push from behind, and he fell forward, along with Vina, onto the thick vines.

He was hit so hard that he saw stars. He managed to look up and first saw a pair of red shoes gracefully land. Looking up, he saw a woman of exceptional beauty. Every move she made exuded charm and allure. There were intricate patterns between her eyebrows, and her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. Although she was smiling, there was not much joy in her eyes: "Hello, Little Bird's apprentice."

Ye Chi didn't have time to think about the way she addressed him. He pushed himself up from the ground and said angrily, "What did you do to my master!"

"Nothing, I wouldn't hurt him." She smiled gently, and when she mentioned Ya Feiyu, her usually aggressive eyes seemed to soften considerably. She turned her head slightly and looked at the immortal sleeping in the cocoon, her gaze filled with longing. "I just want my brother back."

"Brother?" Ye Chi's mind went blank. He didn't remember Ya Feiyu having any brothers or sisters.

“A beggar like you must have no relatives.”

The woman said sarcastically, "In that case, it's understandable that you can't comprehend this kind of feeling, right?"

Ye Chi's face was grim, like a predator whose territory had been offended. He lowered his gaze, looking particularly aggressive from this angle. The woman paused slightly, then scoffed, "Little wolf cub."

Golden light gathered in her palm. Vina, who had been observing from the sidelines, stared in astonishment, pulling Ye Chi aside to barely dodge the woman's attack. A huge crater appeared where the golden light had swept through; nearby boulders collapsed, and thick vines writhed as if alive, sensing their master's killing intent, they too attacked the intruder.

Just then, a beam of blue light struck, knocking away the thick vines, accompanied by a cold voice: "Enough, Crow Flying Wanderer."

Ye Chi and Vina looked up, their eyes filled with the same astonishment. The reason was simple: the "Ya Feiyu" before them didn't quite resemble the one they remembered, yet he exuded the shadow of an old friend in every way. Ya Feiyu slowly approached, now dressed in a different garment—a gauze robe specially woven for him by Jin Yong, constructed with spiritual energy, exceptionally form-fitting, and radiating a glow of spiritual power. In short, he was holy and otherworldly.

"Master..." Ye Chi said blankly.

Ya Feiyu's gaze fell upon him, those merciless silver eyes sending chills down one's spine with just a glance. Ye Chi swallowed hard, feeling, for some reason, as if Ya Feiyu could see right through him…

"Ye Chi," he said calmly, "what are you doing here?"

"Your disciple is worried about you, how persistent, mortal." Ya Feiyou chuckled softly, only to be stopped by a glance from Ya Feiyu. She pouted slightly, a hint of boredom in her eyes, and said, "Now that you've regained your memories, brother, what do you plan to do?"

She smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Do you want to go back to the Tianyu Clan? Or continue being your Elder Tianxue?"