Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 585 595: Soul-Searching Technique

At the entrance of the village, Ye Feng and An Ting were slowly walking towards this place, each carrying a few boxes of things. Needless to say, they must be gifts brought by An Ting.

It was her first visit to the family, and of course, it would have been awkward to come empty-handed. Besides, bringing a few gifts wouldn't cost much, and it also showed that the person had good manners—killing two birds with one stone.

Seeing that his son and girlfriend were already approaching, Ye Jianwen quickly got up, and together with his spouse, went to greet the couple, with Ye Ling following behind them.

"You must be An Ting, right? Look, look, how beautiful you are. Our little Feng is truly blessed, I must say! Come on, come home with your auntie."

Ye Jianwen took the things from An Ting's hands, while his partner pulled An Ting towards the house. An Ting sweetly called out "Uncle" and "Auntie," delighting Ye Jianwen and his spouse from head to toe.

Of course, An Ting also greeted Ye Ling. After all, the seemingly harmless guy in front of her was actually a hidden "demon blade" in the shadows.

The group returned home, where Wang Shufen had already prepared everything. The table was set with sweets and sunflower seeds, among other things, and she hurriedly welcomed An Ting and the others as they entered.

Ye Ling sat in the house for a while before he walked out on his own. The atmosphere inside was too much like a family meeting, something he couldn't stand.

Within a minute, Ye Feng also came out, leaving Ye Ling surprised. Hey, today was his big day, why was he also running outside?

"Let's go. Come with your older brother to buy some meat. Dad said he would cook today."

Ye Feng curled his lip, and Ye Ling finally understood. So that's why he had come out—it was his turn to be the errand boy and buy things.

The two brothers strolled with cigarettes dangling from their lips. Ye Ling also discussed some business matters with Ye Feng, specifically about cooperating with other executives and the precautions to take.

Ye Ling simply told Ye Feng to work hard, go with the flow, and do whatever that executive does. If any issues came up, he shouldn't be afraid, just call himself for help.

Ye Feng nodded repeatedly, still feeling as if he were in a fog, almost in disbelief.

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But in just one day, he was about to collaborate with an executive who made huge waves in Huaxia—a situation more wondrous than a dream, with odds smaller than winning five million in a lottery.

Having leisurely bought the groceries and adding what An Ting had brought, Ye Jianwen prepared a grand total of eight dishes.

Four meat and four vegetable dishes—it was all genuinely organic, green food from their own farm, prices like gold in the city folks' eyes, but in the countryside, it was commonplace.

A stewed old hen, a few Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs, and Ye Jianwen's signature braised pork, plus a dish of stir-fried pork with cellophane noodles.

With four meat and four vegetable dishes, An Ting was thoroughly impressed, giving thumbs up repeatedly. It wasn't so much about Ye Jianwen's cooking skills being extraordinary, but rather the warm atmosphere and the pure taste of farm produce that left An Ting immensely satisfied.

Ye Jianwen and his spouse were very pleased with An Ting as well. She was poised, graceful, neither overly humble nor arrogant, and lacking any of the haughtiness that might be expected of a young lady from a rich family; instead, she was very approachable.

After this initial meeting, the matter between the two seemed pretty much settled, with only Ye Jianwen's formal proposal at An Ting's parents' home remaining. Of course, the proper formalities still had to be observed.

In the afternoon, Ye Feng and his parents kept An Ting company chatting at home, while Ye Ling accompanied Wang Shufen for a walk around the village and also visited his second and third uncles' homes.

No matter what, they are still one's own relatives, so one should make the rounds. After that, Wang Shufen visited some neighbors in the village with whom she used to get along well and had a chat about everyday things.

To her surprise, whether she called on Ye Ling's second uncle or third uncle's house, or other neighbors' homes, she was warmly welcomed everywhere.

Of course, it was mainly due to Ye Ling's performance two days prior, which had scared everyone. In their eyes, his abilities and background were almost considered divine, and who wouldn't want to forge a connection with him.

Time passed slowly, and in the evening, Ye Feng saw An Ting off. The night passed without incident, and on the third day, the villagers began to whisper among themselves.

The construction of Ye Ling's ancestral house had almost been completed, basically taking shape, with only finishing details left.

Many villagers wondered whether a house built so quickly and rapidly using templates would be stable and strong, or if it would be frail and thin, possibly collapsing with a wild wind.

In reality, such thoughts were a waste of effort. Sometimes, to speed up construction, developers would use this method even for buildings with over a dozen floors. How could it not be firm and secure?

The only drawback was the expense, which is why those developers and such had completely ruled out this approach. After all, they were after money, not speed.

On the third day, at noon, which was the sixth day of the new lunar month, it was considered a good day in the countryside. Many households would choose this day to hold celebratory events in the family, also hoping for good luck.

And on the eastern side of the village, in front of an ancient house styled after the Ming and Qing dynasties, Ye Jianjun, Ye Jianwen, and the other two brothers of the Ye Family stood solemnly before the house.

Here was the ancestral hall of the old Ye Family, with ancestors traceable back to the Tang Dynasty era. Inside, the ancestral tablets were placed, and incense burned ceaselessly, imploring ancestral spirits to bless their descendants.

With a creak, Ye Jianjun opened the large doors of the hall and then led the way into the house, with everyone else following suit.

In the customs of Ye Family Village, women were not allowed to enter the ancestral hall - though this only referred to women who were alive, because in ancient times, some believed that women could bring impurity or disturb the ancestors' spirits.

Upon entering the hall, ancestral tablets were arranged in order from top to bottom in the dim interior, with empty spaces to the left and right. However, two everlasting lamps burned on the walls.

Ye Jianjun took out three incense sticks from below the ancestral tablets, lit them, and placed them respectfully in the incense burner before bowing solemnly, followed suit by those kneeling behind him.

Antiquity dictated that worshiping ancestors was the most solemn moment, when one's heart must be pious, devoid of stray thoughts, as failure to do so would incur ancestral punishment.

Once everyone had finished their bows, Ye Jianjun took a parcel wrapped in red cloth from a cabinet and after searching, handed it to Ye Ling.

"Xiao Ling, this is Ye Tian's baby hair. Whether you believe it or not, I hope you will find Xiaotian. It's been over a decade, believe me, I miss him too."

Ye Tian, Ye Ling's father, a man who had mysteriously disappeared for more than a decade. Many had searched for him, yet not a trace of news had been found, as if he had vanished into the depths of the sea.

Ye Ling nodded, took the small lock of baby hair, and with a pinch of his finger, a strand of mystical and transparent light instantly surged into action, flowing from Ye Ling's finger directly into the baby hair.

The Soul-Searching Technique was one of the most exquisite methods in the Immortal Realm. It required a target's hair or object worn since childhood as a base, and then used the Soul-Searching Technique to locate their position.

The enigmatic and obscure power gradually took Ye Ling's soul to another wondrous realm.