After settling Ye Huang down, Ye Suifeng returned to his own courtyard.

At this time, only a quarter of an hour had passed.

The three of them were still standing there, waiting for Ye Suifeng to return.

Only Ye Xiaoxiao was stealing the grapes that Ye Suifeng had placed under the willow tree.

When she saw him coming back, she quickly ran back to her seat, lowered her head and stood there obediently.

Ye Suifeng couldn't help laughing, this girl was really jumpy.

But he didn't care about anything. Everyone has his or her own personality. If everyone was like Ye Qian, taciturn and doing things in a proper manner, then there would be no point.

"Don't be too formal, we are all family, just be casual." Ye Suifeng said.

Hearing this, Ye Xiaoxiao immediately raised her head and patted Ye Qinyu beside her with a smile: "I told you, uncle is very easy-going."

Ye Qinyao looked helpless.

"alright."

Ye Suifeng looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Ye Long.

For a long time, Ye Long has been the most outstanding young man in the family.

He has a strong character, is diligent in his cultivation, is steady in his work, and is handsome. He is the most attractive new star in the Ye family.

It is also the only trump card of the Ye family.

It was not until recently that Ye Huang and Ye Qinmo's reputations took a turn and caught up.

Ye Long's first place position was severely tested.

But according to Ye Suifeng's observation, this younger generation did not develop jealousy or other thoughts because of this. Instead, he became much more cheerful.

Perhaps, the title of family future is not only a compliment to him, but also a very heavy burden.

Now, someone finally shared the pressure with him, and Ye Long's mood changed.

This also has a lot to do with being able to successfully break through to the fifth level of Qi transformation.

"Ye Long, you have a good foundation. You have already embarked on the right path in cultivation."

"So, I don't want to interfere too much with your own path."

"Tell me, what kind of training do you want?"

"Let's talk about it in a broader sense." Ye Suifeng said.

Ye Long has his own understanding of cultivation, and it is not good for outsiders to get too involved.

Therefore, Ye Suifeng decided to give him the choice.

Ye Long obviously didn't expect him to say that. He was confused for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Ye Xiaoxiao watched anxiously from the side, kept winking at him, and finally ran to Ye Long, hit him and said, "Don't be silly, hurry up and learn your skills, your low-grade Xuan-level gun skills are outdated!"

Ye Suifeng couldn't help but laugh when he heard this and asked, "The spearmanship you are practicing now is of the lower level of Xuan level?"

"Yes." Ye Long nodded and said, "My father helped me apply for the Dragon Hunting Shooting Technique a year ago. Now I have mastered it."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Ye Suifeng said, "I remember there is a top-grade gun in the family storehouse. Go back and get it yourself and tell them I told you so."

"Your father is really something. He knew about this, but he didn't tell you."

"It's pedantic."

That martial arts book should have been sent by Gu Wanxin last time. Ye Suifeng has some impression of it.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Ye Long was excited. Who wouldn't want to own a high-level martial arts technique?

Top-grade earth-level stuff, that was something he never dared to think about!

After saying that, Ye Long walked towards the door.

"Hey, what are you doing? You haven't told me what you want." Ye Suifeng called him.

Ye Long was stunned: "That martial arts book... doesn't count?"

"Of course not, it's not something precious." Ye Suifeng shook his head and said, "I've already told you, you're overthinking it."

Several people were speechless. A top-grade earth-level product is not precious?

So what is precious?

Ye Long didn't know what to say again. Ye Xiaoxiao leaned over and looked at the spear in his hand.

It was a top-grade yellow-grade spear, and was considered a treasure in the Ye family.

"Spiritual weapons don't count." Ye Suifeng stopped her from thinking this and said, "I'll get you something more powerful someday."

"Think carefully about what you lack most in your current cultivation."

"You guys should think about it carefully too." Ye Suifeng said.

Several people calmed down and were thinking about their own paths.

After a moment, Ye Long finally spoke.

"Uncle, actually I have always had a dream."

"say."

Ye Long's eyes flashed with reminiscence: "When I was very young, I read a book called Biographies of Prominent People."

"It tells about the many top geniuses that have appeared on this continent over the past thousands of years."

"They are so powerful that they are unprecedented in history and I am fascinated by them."

"At that time, I wondered what it would be like if I were born in the same era as them and fought against them."

"Is it possible for me to defeat them?"

Ye Long tightened the spear in his hand and continued, "Childhood dreams are always so ridiculous."

"After I grew up, I realized that the gap between me and them was as huge as a chasm between heaven and earth. No matter how hard I tried, I could never catch up with them."

"But I still don't want to give up. Even if I can't catch up, I still want to see where my limits are!"

"I will fight! To the death!"

Ye Long raised his head, his eyes full of determination: "Uncle, if possible, I want a puppet that is at the same level as me, but much more powerful than me."

"When I defeat it, perhaps I will be one step closer to those great men of all time."

After Ye Long finished speaking, the others were stunned.

No one would have thought that this big brother who was almost perfect in every aspect would have such an obsession.

But can the puppet he talked about really be realized?

"Yes, I promise."

Ye Suifeng quickly gave the answer.

Ye Long was stunned: "Really?"

"Uncle, do such puppets really exist?"

Ye Suifeng smiled and shook his head.

"Existence exists, but..."

"A puppet is a dead thing after all. Even if you defeat it, there is no guarantee that you can defeat a cultivator of equal strength."

Ye Long's expression was complicated: "Then you say you will promise me..."

"I have promised you." Ye Suifeng said, "But, I am not going to find you a puppet, but..."

"Help you fulfill your first wish."

What courage it takes to fight against the great men of all time.

Ye Suifeng was naturally happy to help.

However, the other people were already stupid. That kind of wish was simply impossible to come true!

"Okay, let's go then."

Ye Suifeng waved his hand, and disappeared together with Ye Long.

After the two of them left, Ye Xiaoxiao approached Ye Qinyu and murmured, "Sister, uncle was joking, right?"

Ye Qinyu pursed her lips and shook her head.

"I have no idea."

“I can’t imagine how that could be done.”

"Maybe we'll know when it's our turn."

......

A long silver river comes from the endless place and goes to the endless place.

Unchanging from time immemorial.

Suddenly, two small black dots appeared above it.

It was Ye Suifeng and Ye Long.

Looking at the endless river beneath his feet and the vast void around him, Ye Long was shocked and wanted to ask where this was.

But Ye Suifeng had said before not to ask too many questions, so he forced himself to suppress his doubts.

"We meet again."

Ye Suifeng said in a low voice.

"I saw you looking a little strange last time. It turns out you only belong to this world."

"But it's okay. There are enough geniuses in this world."

After saying that, Ye Suifeng snapped his fingers, and the world around him changed instantly.

Under their feet, a huge arena appeared, with countless complex runes engraved on it. Ye Long almost fainted at the first sight of it.

Fortunately, Ye Suifeng quickly performed the magic spell, and the formation runes flashed with light and all disappeared.

Only the broad bluestone platform remained.

"From today on, you will fight and practice here at the same time." Ye Suifeng said.

Ye Long frowned slightly: "What about my opponent?"

"Here." Ye Suifeng smiled slightly, stretched out five fingers, and grabbed lightly.

Suddenly, countless grey lines exploded and all rushed into the long river of glittering silver light.

Soon, one of the gray lines began to tremble.

Then, a white figure, at the other end of the gray line, was "caught" like a fish on a hook and landed on the stage.

He was a young man with a cold aura, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to have no idea what was going on.

When I turned around, I saw Ye Suifeng and the other person.

And they also saw the man's appearance clearly.

Ye Long took two steps back and sat on the ground. He stared at the young man as if he had seen a ghost and said tremblingly, "White...the spear god in white, Bu Feixue!"

Even the tone of his voice changed. Bu Feixue, the proud son of heaven a thousand years ago, defeated the invincible opponent in the world with just one gun!

Once, he sacrificed himself for his beloved and single-handedly attacked a thousand-year-old sect.

Overnight, the bloodshed in the sect became history.

Later, Bu Feixue challenged the strongest Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations in history and held on to the end.

However, the power of heaven cannot be defied. The last thunderbolt was so powerful that Bu Feixue died in the end, leaving nothing behind.

But why is he here?

Ye Long's mind was buzzing with thoughts, what on earth did his uncle do?!

"Who are you? Why am I here?" Bu Feixue's eyes were cold, and a powerful gun intention burst out!

However, Ye Suifeng just waved his hand, and a thin layer of mist appeared around Bu Feixue's body.

Then he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"It's not your turn to speak yet."

Ye Suifeng turned to look at Ye Long and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you wanted to challenge them? Why are you so scared when we just met?"

Hearing this, Ye Long was stunned for a moment, then he took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and stood up with difficulty.

"That's right."

Ye Suifeng waved his fingers, and one figure after another was "fished" out from the silver river and landed on the stage.

In order to avoid what happened just now from happening again, Ye Suifeng forcibly shut down their phones as soon as they came down.

"Xia Yuwen, the proud god of the Divine Mansion; Mie, the child prodigy who kills in the dark night; Fu Ruhuai, the best in the world; Jin Lin, the son of heaven; Long Aotian, the eternal myth..."

Ye Long looked at the familiar faces one by one, muttering to himself, his mind going blank.

Uncle, you really got all the proud sons of heaven from the biographies of great men!

There are even many people he doesn't know...

Ye Suifeng didn't stop until hundreds of figures appeared.

"Just make do with it for now."

"In the Eternal Arena, the cultivation bases of these people are the same as yours. If you want to fight someone, just recite it in your mind."

"If you break through, their cultivation will also improve accordingly."

"Hone your fighting spirit. I'll come pick you up in a month."

After saying this, Ye Suifeng’s figure slowly faded away.