Ye Xiaotian caressed Ye Fan's young face with his palms and said reluctantly: "Fan'er, there are some things you can't avoid. It was just that before. Now that you have the ability, you should shoulder the burden.
Even if you have a narrow escape from death, you must try your best for the sake of your family." After saying this, Ye Xiaotian quickly turned his head with red eyes and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves.
As a parent, even if you say something tough, you still have a soft heart after all. Ye Fan's departure will inevitably lead to disaster. Although Ye Xiaotian's move is from the perspective of justice, it really puts Ye Fan into the fire pit.
Push! As a parent, there is nothing more painful than this. No wonder Ye Xiaotian, a seven-foot man, would shed tears at this time.
Although the former tried his best to hide it, the sad look in his eyes was still clearly seen by Ye Fan. The palms hidden in his sleeves tightened unconsciously, and Ye Fan secretly made up his mind, "I must show my face in Tianfu."
," As for the dangers of this trip, "Hey! I will let the enemy understand who is the greatest danger."
"Don't worry, father, none of the sons of my Ye family are cowards who are greedy for life and want to kill themselves!" Ye Fan nodded heavily and said with firm eyes.
Seeing that his son was so sensible, Ye Xiaotian also felt very relieved. He touched his face and said with a hearty smile: "Okay, my son of the Ye family will never be a coward. By the way, Fan'er, in the next two days...
Mr. Pang is about to leave for Tiandu, will you go with him or set off on your own?"
Looking at Ye Xiaotian's expectant eyes, Ye Fan was speechless for a moment. "Father, have you given me a choice?" Of course, he did not dare to say this, so he could only speak in the latter's expectant eyes.
He said firmly: "I'd better go on my own. According to what my father said, there were so many children from aristocratic families in the school that day. With their treatment, I'm afraid their strength has long been better than that of Fan'er. Although I'm missing some Pang Lao when I go on the road alone,
With his care, I can gain more experience, and I will have more capital to compete with the tigers and wolves of those aristocratic families in Tianfu."
When Ye Xiaotian heard this, his eyes were so happy that he could hardly open his eyes. He gave Ye Fan a few words and told him to go to Uncle Wen to retrieve the Lost Cloud Halberd and Waning Moon Dagger before leaving home, and then he would get up.
leave.
Due to emotional fluctuations, Ye Xiaotian accidentally touched the tea cup on the table when he got up. Just as he was about to bend down to pick it up, a strange wave suddenly burst out in the depths of Ye Fan's mind, a wave that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye but was solid.
The ripples in existence were like a palm, picking up the tea cup that was about to fall and placing it firmly back on the table. Then these strange fluctuations came back to Ye Fan's mind.
"Fan'er...you...what you just used was the power of the soul."
Ye Xiaotian was extremely shocked and stuttered a bit when he spoke.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Not understanding why Ye Xiaotian had such an expression, Ye Fan tilted his head and asked.
Seeing that Ye Fan had no idea about the shock caused by this incident, Ye Xiaotian tried to calm down the excitement in his chest and try to make his tone calmer.
"Fan'er, do you know how many soul masters there are among the thousands of people in our Duanmu Dynasty?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan shook his head honestly. He had just come into contact with soul masters. Although he had reached the third level of soul building, his understanding of soul masters was limited to a few words recorded in the "Soul Building Record".
Seeing Ye Fan shake his head, Ye Xiaotian's face showed a true look.
"Our Duanmu Dynasty has a vast territory and at least tens of billions of people, among whom the number of soul masters definitely does not exceed ten thousand."
"Ten thousand!!!"
Ye Fan exclaimed. Although he also knew that the number of soul masters was smaller than that of monks, he never thought there would be such a huge difference. But before the surprised Ye Fan could recover,
Ye Xiaotian's next words made him completely collapse.
"There are nearly ten thousand soul masters in every era, but among them, the number of dual cultivators of soul and profound energy has never exceeded half a hundred."
As soon as Ye Xiaotian finished speaking, Ye Fan fell completely silent. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that he really didn't know what to say.
"Tens of billions versus fifty. It seemed that he had unknowingly transformed from a good-for-nothing young man into a legendary "monster". The huge contrast between this made Mark's little head feel like he was drinking.
Like several bottles of strong liquor, I felt dizzy and seemed to have forgotten which direction north was.
Compared with him, Ye Xiaotian is not much better. The former's qualifications have been his biggest concern for more than ten years. For more than ten years, Ye Xiaotian has slowly accepted this fact and made plans for Ye Fan to settle down and live in peace.
, who would have thought that in just half a year, Ye Fan would not only soar to the sky and show his power in the clan association, but now he would be discovered to be a peerless monster that is extremely rare in the entire dynasty. To use a classic line - life is really full of ups and downs.
It's too fast, and people with weak hearts really can't bear it!