Chapter 375: Ye Clan Young Master

Having finished all this, Ye Wuque withdrew his hand, his expression still calm, as if he had merely brushed away a little dust from his shoulder.

But every member of the Ye Clan knows that an old grudge lasting decades, a twisted era, finally drew a blood‑stained conclusion with the complete extinction of these three.

The starry sky was silent, only the lingering energy ripples slowly fading away.

At that moment, the majestic, authoritative voice of the Founding Ancestor of the Ye Clan sounded again, this time proclaiming to all members of the Ye Clan:

"Ye Wuque, bearing the pure Ye Clan bloodline, whose talent shakes ancient and dazzles the present, whose Dao Foundation is unrivaled through the ages, and who has been crowned Holy Son in the Great Thousand Divine Universe, is truly the unprecedented Qilinzi of our Ye Clan!"

"His character, strength, potential, and fortune are all sufficient to lead the masses and illuminate the clan's gate!"

"Now, the Founding Ancestor proposes…"

His voice paused briefly, then became resolute as a decree of the Heavenly Dao:

"From Ye Wuque, succeeding our Ye Clan… as the new generation Young Master!"

"Command the younger generation, represent the Ye Clan's future, and enjoy all the authority and glory of the Young Master!"

"All of you… any objections?"

The Founding Ancestor proposes; who would dare object?

Moreover, everything Ye Wuque displayed today had already won over the overwhelming majority present.

That absolute power that dwarfs his peers, those terrifying layers of backing, and the Founding Ancestor's own declaration of him as an unprecedented Qilinzi—all attest that this Young Master position belongs to no one but him!

After a brief silence—

"Salute the Young Master!"

"Congratulations, Young Master Wuque!"

"We strictly follow the Founding Ancestor's edict! We pay our respects to the Young Master!"

Sounds of congratulations and homage, like mountain roars and sea tsunamis, thundered from every corner of the Ye Clan's Star Domain!

All the young Heavenly Prides present at that moment bowed toward Ye Wuque's direction, expressing their recognition and respect for the newly appointed Ye Clan Young Master!

Ye Huanyu was so moved that tears streamed down, repeatedly offering his congratulations.

The Seventh Ancestor stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his eyes full of satisfaction.

Ye Jinghong also wore a smile, his gaze toward Ye Wuque filled with expectation.

Even the Elders who had once been close to Ye Zhenyue's three veins, now trembling with fear, hurriedly performed the bow, lest a delayed step incur the displeasure of the Young Master or the Founding Ancestor.

Ye Wuque stood at the center of the starry sky, receiving the worship of countless clan members, his expression calm and composed.

He did not feign modesty to decline.

Since the Founding Ancestor of the Ye Clan personally administered justice for him, using iron‑blooded resolve to eradicate the tumor, even the Fourth Ancestor paid the price and was sent to the Bian Huang.

Since this position was always meant for him, now it is simply the return of the rightful owner.

Since he has approved Ye Jinghong, Ye Huanyu, the Seventh Ancestor and other clan members who hold goodwill toward him, willing to regard the Ye Clan as a trustworthy home and backing…

Then, he takes this Ye Clan Young Master.

It is not merely a title, but also a responsibility, a platform, a weapon that can mobilize the Ye Clan's vast resources, protect kin, and give greater confidence in the forthcoming grand tides of the world.

"Thanks, Founding Ancestor, thanks, all clan members," Ye Wuque nodded slightly, his voice calm yet clear, formally accepting the Young Master position.

Seeing Ye Wuque comply, the Founding Ancestor's radiant silhouette seemed to faintly nod.

Then, that towering sacred figure began to fade slowly, eventually turning into countless specks of light that vanished into the starry sky, leaving only a lingering command echoing in the hearts of Ye Jinghong and other core leaders: "Support the Young Master well, and revitalize the Ye Clan."

The Founding Ancestor returned to the Space-Time River; this earth‑shaking transformation of the Ye Clan finally settled.

This storm that swept through the Ye Clan inside and out arrived quickly and departed equally swiftly, yet its impact is immeasurably far‑reaching.

The three veins of Ye Zhenyue, Ye Jiuyuan, and Ye Qiankun were uprooted and completely annihilated.

The Fourth Ancestor was punished to guard the Bian Huang.

Ye Wuque returned forcefully, ascending to the Young Master seat in an invincible stance…

The Ye Clan's power structure and spirit will undergo an earth‑shaking reshuffle and rebirth.

Soon, news of the Ye Clan's world‑shaking purge and Ye Wuque's coronation as Young Master spread across the Nine Heavens Ten Earths like a cosmic storm, sparking boundless shock and heated discussion!

"My heavens! A great purge inside the Ye Clan? The three veins wiped out? The Fourth Ancestor exiled to the Bian Huang?!"

"Ye Wuque has become the Ye Clan Young Master?! How long has he been back? This speed… is terrifying!"

"One palm suppresses the Ye Clan's Three Heroes, prompting the Founding Ancestor's manifestation to personally back him… Ye Wuque's might is already unstoppable!"

"The Holy Son of the Great Thousand Divine Universe, Ye Clan Young Master… with these two titles combined, Ye Wuque's standing among the younger generation is likely unmatched!"

"With this son in the Ye Clan, this Epoch may truly defy the heavens and dominate!"

Ye Wuque's name and reputation, accompanied by these shocking reports, were propelled to a brand‑new height, truly becoming a legend and benchmark admired by the younger generation across the Zhutian Wanjie.

In the cosmic Bian Huang, a desolate ancient realm shrouded in Chaos mist, its space‑time structure extremely unstable.

Atop a solitary peak seemingly built from the wreckage of countless worlds, two figures stood side by side, gazing at the endless distant starry sky, as if they could pierce the layers of obstruction and witness the scenes unfolding in the Ye Clan.

One of them, towering as a mountain, wore a simple blue robe, black hair loose, a handsome and resolute face, eyes as deep as the vast universe, seemingly able to contain ancient stars; his features resembled Ye Wuque by about fifty to sixty percent, yet bore the added wear and composure forged by endless blood‑fire trials.

It was… Ye Zhengrong!

The other, equally tall and imposing, dressed in a plain robe, eyes filled with excitement, was Fu Bo.

"My lord, the news has been confirmed. The Young Master… has already returned to the Ye Clan, and…" Fu Bo held a faintly glowing communication talisman, his voice trembling with uncontrollable excitement and choking, "The Founding Ancestor manifested, personally administered justice for him! The three veins of Ye Zhenyue have been completely eradicated! Young Master Wuque… is now the rightful Young Master of the Ye Clan!"

Ye Zhengrong stood with his hands behind his back, listening to Fu Bo's report; in his star‑sea‑deep eyes there was little surprise, but rather a clear understanding and deep satisfaction.

A faint smile curled at the corner of his mouth, a light laugh that held pride, relief, and a hint of indescribable complexity.

"It seems Wuque's destiny and fortune are far richer than my own back then…" Ye Zhengrong sighed softly, his tone bearing a father's pride, "He has surely endured many hardships and countless life‑and‑death trials… but it has all been worth it. His path of growth is already… unprecedented in the ages."

Fu Bo nodded repeatedly, his aged eyes reddening: "Indeed, my lord. The Young Master… has truly had a hard path. But fortunately, the heavens have eyes, the Founding Ancestor sees clearly, and those villains have finally received retribution! Moreover, according to the reports, Young Master Wuque not only possesses astonishing strength, but has also formed profound karmic bonds with the Sovereign of the Great Thousand Divine Universe, as well as the legendary divine demons, immortal saints, and the Lord of the Red Dust—supreme beings. His future, I can hardly imagine!"

Ye Zhengrong gave a slight nod, his gaze turning distant: "His path has long exceeded the scope of our interference. He has his own destiny, his own mission."

He paused, looking toward the churning Chaos deep within the Bian Huang, his eyes gradually sharpening with anticipation:

"The Ancient Star Path… is about to open."

"It's time... to meet this kid face to face."

……

The Ye Clan's ancestral star, the Heavenly Emperor Hall to which the new Young Master belongs.

The Great Hall is grand and imposing, not inferior to the Jinghong Hall where the Clan Leader resides, symbolizing the Young Master's peerless noble status.

At this moment, only a few people are inside the hall.

Ye Wuque, Ye Jinghong, Ye Huanyu, the Seventh Patriarch and Feng Caichen are all present.

"Wuque," Ye Jinghong said with a gentle smile, speaking first, "Now that you are the Ye Clan Young Master, you may inquire about and study clan affairs at any time if you wish. But at present, the most crucial matter is the soon-to-be‑opened Star Sky Ancient Road. What are your plans? Will you stay within the clan, quietly preparing with its resources, or…?"

Ye Wuque paused briefly and said, "Thank you, Clan Leader, for your concern. The Star Sky Ancient Road is of great importance; I will prepare wholeheartedly. However, before the road opens, I must first return to the Great Thousand Divine Universe. As a Holy Son, I have corresponding duties and resources to attend to, and I also have some personal matters to settle."

His current position is unique: he is both the Ye Clan Young Master and a Holy Son of the Great Thousand Divine Universe, requiring a balance between the two.

Returning to the Great Thousand Divine Universe is both to fulfill his Holy Son duties, using its resources for further advancement, and to report Ye Clan affairs to the Universe Master and Seven Yu Elder and others, as a sign of respect.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jinghong showed no displeasure; instead, he nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with even greater admiration, "Good, good! It should be so! The Great Thousand Divine Universe is a supreme sacred land, its resources and opportunities are naturally extraordinary. As a Holy Son, you ought to make good use of them. Your thorough consideration without forgetting your roots pleases me greatly. Therefore, act according to your own arrangements. As for the family here, everything is under my watch, the Seventh Patriarch, and the Huanyu Elder; you need not worry."

His tone was solemn and sincere: "You only need to remember, wherever you go, whether as the Ye Clan Young Master or the Holy Son of the Great Thousand Divine Universe, the Ye Clan will always be your strongest backing, the home you can return to at any time!"

Ye Huanyu pounded his chest and said, "Wuque, go without worry! On the family side, we'll watch over you! If anyone dares to make any more petty moves, I'll be the first to refuse!"

The Seventh Patriarch said little, but his encouraging and supportive gaze already said everything.

Feeling the heartfelt care and support from these people before him, Ye Wuque felt a slight warmth in his heart.

This return to the Ye Clan, though it had endured blood‑soaked storms, also let him truly feel the warmth and strength of the word "family."

He would naturally treat these sincerely‑hearted clan members with honesty.

"Thank you, Clan Leader, Seventh Patriarch, Seventh Elder," Ye Wuque rose, solemnly clasping his fists.

Soon after, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen left the Ye Clan's Star Domain together, embarking on the journey back to the Great Thousand Divine Universe.

In the endless starry sky, two streams of light raced side by side.

Feng Caichen looked at Ye Wuque beside him, his clear, handsome face breaking into a sincere smile, and said, "Hehe, Old Ye, congratulations. This trip to the Ye Clan not only fully settled past causality and avenged the great hatred, but also made you the Ye Clan Young Master, truly gaining the clan's recognition and full support… it can be called a perfect outcome."

He was genuinely happy for his close friend.

At the same time, a faint, almost imperceptible trace of envy and melancholy flashed through his clear eyes.

His own background is equally complicated; burdened with a deep blood‑sea grudge, his family had long been annihilated. In contrast, Ye Wuque's ability to finally return to his clan and receive support is undeniably a stroke of luck.

Ye Wuque naturally and keenly caught Feng Caichen's fleeting emotion; he halted his stride, patted Feng Caichen's shoulder, and looked at this brother-in‑arms with steadfast, powerful eyes, his voice steady and strong:

"Lao Feng, my causality is settled, but yours has not yet begun."

"Thunder Clan…"

A cold glint flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes, his tone cutting like steel:

"When you decide to strike the Thunder Clan and end that blood feud…"

"Remember, you must bring me along."

"I, together with you… will flatten the Thunder Clan!"

A simple sentence, yet heavier than ten thousand jins, bearing the unspoken trust, support, and shared oath between life‑and‑death brothers!

Feng Caichen's body trembled slightly as he looked at Ye Wuque; a stunning brilliance instantly erupted in his clear eyes, the hint of melancholy replaced by soaring sword intent and battle fervor.

He nodded heavily, everything conveyed without words.

"Go!"

The two said no more, turning into streams of light, continuing to pierce the void toward the Great Thousand Divine Universe.

However, they did not know that as they left the Ye Clan for the Great Thousand Divine Universe, a conspiracy and murderous plot against Feng Caichen was quietly brewing in another ancient and mighty celestial realm.

One of the Nine Heavens, Yong Heng Tian.

A certain core bustling district.

Here is the realm of Thunder, the ruler of law.

Between heaven and earth, the vast and raging thunderous aura pervades at all times; mountains, seas, and palaces formed purely from thunder stand there, thunder dragons roar, electric serpents dance wildly, brimming with destructive power and supreme majesty.

Here is the Thunder Clan's absolute domain!

One of Yong Heng Tian's overlords, an ancient power that venerates the Way of Thunder and possesses terrifyingly unparalleled strength!

At the core of Yong Heng Tian lies a deep absolute forbidden land called the 'Heavenly Dao Thunder Prison.'

Within a towering Great Hall entirely forged from chaotic thunder divine crystals, its whole body flowing with purple‑golden destructive thunder light, as if capable of suppressing the myriad thunders of all heavens.

The lighting is dim; only the thunder crystals set into the four walls of the Great Hall emit a faint purple glow, reflecting several terrifying silhouettes within.

At the top of the Great Hall sits the Thunder Throne, upon which a vaguely featured figure shrouded in endless chaotic thunder light is seated, its massive, towering form barely discernible, as if it were the embodiment of thunder itself.

Even the unconscious wisps of aura it emits cause the space inside the hall to constantly generate fine black electric traces.

It is the current Thunder Clan clan leader—Lei Wanjie!

Below, several core senior members of the Thunder Clan, whose auras are equally deep as abysses and whose bodies subtly manifest the Thunder Dao law, are seated.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the Great Hall is heavy and murderous.

Beneath Lei Wanjie's blurred visage, it seemed two strands of electric aurora swept below, and a faint voice laden with endless killing intent rose slowly, echoing like a muffled thunder within the Great Hall:

"Already… have investigated thoroughly."

His voice paused, as if suppressing some violent emotion:

"The sword cultivator who defeated our clan's Young Master Lei Yuhuang in the Great Thousand Divine Universe trial… Feng Caichen…"

"He is the one who, back then… narrowly escaped from our clan's 'Heavenly Punishment Eye'… a Wind Clan remnant!"

The moment the words 'Wind Clan' were spoken, the temperature in the Great Hall seemed to drop instantly to freezing, and several Thunder Clan seniors' eyes simultaneously erupted with terrifying thunder light and a palpable killing intent!

A memory stained with endless blood, concerning a secret and dark chapter of Thunder Clan history, seemed to be instantly evoked!

"Indeed, it is him!" a gaunt, deep‑eyed Thunder Clan elder snarled, his voice hoarse, "Back then the Wind Clan fought stubbornly, ultimately leading to the clan's annihilation; only this little brat, still in swaddling clothes, was sent away by our clan's death warriors, disappearing without a trace… I never expected that after all these years, he would grow to such a…"

"This youth's sword Dao talent is astonishing, and having become a life‑and‑death brother with Ye Wuque and the like, his potential is boundless; he will surely become a major internal threat to our clan!" another robust elder, his body entwined with violet electric arcs, said gravely, his tone chilling.

Lei Wanjie slowly lifted a hand shrouded in Chaos lightning, gently pressing an empty gesture, and the raging murderous intent in the Great Hall subsided slightly.

His cold voice continued to sound, each word as if bearing the decisive will of Lei Dian:

"This one… must not be kept!"

"Star Sky Ancient Road, gathering the Wanjie's Heavenly Pride, endless killing, is the best place to deal with him…"

Lei Wanjie's gaze seemed to pierce the Great Hall, looking toward the ancient road in the darkness that was about to open:

"Send the orders down…"

"On the Ancient Path, all Thunder Clan participants in the Heavenly Pride, at any cost, must closely monitor Feng Caichen's movements!"

"If an opportunity arises… no need to request permission, execute on the spot!"

"Never allow… him to leave the Star Sky Ancient Road alive!"

"Yes!" Below, several senior Thunder Clan officials bowed in unison, murderous intent evident in their eyes, and Lei Dian surged.

A deadly plot against Feng Caichen, launched by an ancient power, had already been quietly set in motion before the Star Sky Ancient Road could even open…

Great Thousand Divine Universe, the world Above the Nine Heavens.

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen passed through layer upon layer of spatial barriers, returning once more to this vast, sacred cultivation sanctuary.

Just after stepping onto the reception platform area, a familiar figure in a grey robe was already waiting there with a smile—it was Seven Yu Elder.

"Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen, you're back?" Seven Yu Elder's smile was gentle; his gaze swept over the two, lingering slightly on Ye Wuque, a flash of understanding and approval in his eyes, clearly indicating he already knows everything that has happened to the Ye Clan.

Ye Wuque stepped forward, solemnly clasped his fists before Seven Yu Elder, and bowed deeply: "Regarding this matter of the Ye Clan, many thanks to Seven Yu Elder for intervening in time and intimidating the petty villains. This favor I, Wuque, will forever remember."

Had Seven Yu Elder not appeared at the crucial moment, forcing his way into Wu Qian Jue with the authority of the Saint Son of Great Thousand Divine Universe and his own strength, the situation would have become even more perilous and complicated.

Seven Yu Elder smiled and gestured; a gentle force lifted Ye Wuque, his tone as calm as always: "No need for excessive courtesy. Since you are my Saint Son of Great Thousand Divine Universe, protecting you is part of my duty. Moreover, that Wu Qian Jue and Zi Wei Dao Ancestor are indeed somewhat clueless about their limits."

He paused, looked at Ye Wuque, and with a pointed remark said: "The Ye Clan matter is settled; now you bear two titles, both Ye Clan Young Master and my Saint Son of Great Thousand Divine Universe. Next, regarding the Star Sky Ancient Road, Lord of the Universe may still have instructions. Since you have returned, come with me first to see Lord of the Universe."

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen exchanged a glance and nodded.