Chapter 22: The Yi Family Gathering (Part 2)

  Yi Jia, as one of the three major families of the Yuan Xuan Empire and also the first family in terms of martial power, naturally attracted a lot of attention with their biennial family gathering.

  Whether a family can stand firm and last long depends on whether the younger generation is excellent enough. Otherwise, even if the foundation is strong, without new blood injection, defeat is inevitable.

  Many forces that have collaborated with the Yi family came especially to watch the Yi family gathering, and many distant relatives also came from various provincial cities.

  Outside the gate of Yi's house, many horse-drawn carriages were parked, and a crowd of people poured in continuously to the center of the Yi's estate, where there was an open-air martial arts arena.

  "The clan gathering is indeed lively." Pushing the wheelchair, Yi Chen looked at the bustling crowd in the martial arts arena and couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh.

  Everywhere was crowded with people, apart from guests, the rest were all members of the Yi family, and there were over a thousand young people attending the clan meeting.

  "In previous years, the family reunion was more lively, but in the past two years, our Yi family has suffered a significant blow, and the overall level of the younger generation has also declined significantly." Sitting in his wheelchair, Yi Kui's eyes flashed with helplessness.

  Indeed, as Yi Kui said, the Yi family has been declining over the past two years, especially after he was abolished, and many forces have turned to the other two major families.

  "Don't worry, Father, the Yi family will never fall." As he said this in his heart, a determined look flashed across Yi Chen's face.

  "Your beast soul is only at level one, and the amount of soul power you have is not much. Among those of your age who are considered geniuses, there are several who are very strong. You must end the battle quickly, or else you will be at a disadvantage." Yi Kui warned, unaware that Yi Chen's beast soul could level up.

  "Uh-huh." Yi Chen didn't reveal the truth that his beast soul had leveled up, a confident smile appearing on his face.

  "The master of the house has arrived." At this time, it was unclear who shouted out these words, but everyone turned their heads to look in the eastern direction, and immediately they saw an old man leading over a dozen people walking towards them.

  The old man wore a blue long gown, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his brow was stern, he was the master of the Yi family - Yi Siqing, and behind him were the elders of the Yi family and some main characters.

  All the visiting guests came forward to greet him, with extremely polite attitudes, and Yisi Qing also responded with a smile, while walking over in this direction.

  When he saw Yi Si Qing, Yi Chen's face flashed with excitement. He hadn't seen his own grandfather for half a year.

  "Father." "Grandfather." Under Yi Kui's indication, Yi Chen pushed him forward and they both spoke at the same time.

  Seeing Yi Wei, a hint of regret and sadness flashed in Yi Si Qing's eyes, he nodded slightly, then shifted his gaze to Yi Chen, a fleeting glimpse of affection that was hard to capture.

  "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back." Such words came from Yī Sì Qìng's mouth.

  Yi Chen also had excellent control over his emotions, his gaze moved and found Yi Siqing's black hair, which was unknowingly already white at the temples. It was particularly eye-catching, it seemed that in the past half year, he hadn't been without worries.

  "Hiss." At this time, Yi Chen felt several cold gazes coming from behind Yi Siqing's back. He turned his head to look over and found that it was actually the five elders of the Yi family, one of whom was Yi Shu.

  A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and it was these five elders who had pressured Yī Sī Qìng at the beginning, forcing him to exile Yī Chén from the Yī family for the sake of the overall situation.

  Facing Yi Chen's calm and collected gaze, the five elders looked quite surprised, but with so many people around, they quickly withdrew their gazes to save face.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for taking the time to attend our family gathering. I, Yi Mouren, would like to express my gratitude to everyone present. Please take your seats." As if sensing something, Yi Siqing waved his hand and led the crowd in the direction of the east wing.

  There was a row of tables and chairs there. Sitting in the front were Yi Siqing, Yi Kui, and other senior members of the Yi family, as well as some influential people who had close ties with them. Everyone else sat in the back seats.

  Yi Chen and the others were not qualified to sit down, they could only stand on both sides of the martial arts stage waiting for the draw.

  The clan was divided into two teams for the competition, one team consisted of adult disciples competing against each other, and the other team consisted of underage disciples competing against each other, with Yi Chen being on the underage disciple's side.

  Yi Chen stood at the last position in the martial arena, yet there were still many unusual glances cast his way. After all, he was a direct member of the Yi family and also a direct member with only one level of beast soul.

  Not a few eyes were filled with disdain, but Yi Chen held his hands together, and there was no sign of emotional fluctuation on his face.

  Flapping your mouth can't get others' respect, only showing absolute strength will make them shut up obediently.

  "Everyone look, that's this year's champion of the adult disciples." Unbeknownst to him, a loud shout was heard, and afterwards everyone turned their heads in unison towards the southern direction. There, they saw a figure clad in white robes standing out exceptionally.

  And beside Yi Xiao, there were four young people whose breath was not weaker than his. They were also the hot favorites to win the championship, among the strongest of the adult geniuses.

  The disciples of other tribes turned their heads to look at them, and their eyes all flashed with reverence. When Yi Chen saw them, two strange colors flashed in his eyes.

  It seemed that they sensed a hostile gaze coming over, and the five people turned their heads to look over. When they saw Yi Chen, their eyes flashed with ridicule and disdain.

  If a soul cultivator deliberately concealed their aura, others would be unable to sense it unless they were two realms higher. So based on the information, Yi Chen was only at the Yang Soul Realm after all.

  Such cultivation poses no threat to them at all, so they leave with a disdainful glance and turn their heads back.

  Not a bit angry, Yi Chen's face was very calm, but in his heart he sneered coldly.

  "This year's family gathering will be a fierce battle, I don't know who will win the championship." The observation platform was very high, and what happened below naturally fell into the eyes of the elders. At this time, the great elder smiled and said.

  "A few of the elders' direct descendants, each with their own cultivation divided equally, it's hard to say who will be the champion!" A collateral relative of the Yi family said with great courtesy.

  "This is natural, the only pity is that the orthodox lineage looks like it will produce this year's champion among us side branches." The Great Elder said with a glance at Yisiqing.

  When they heard this sentence, Yi Siqing and Yi Kui's faces looked very bad. Isn't this a veiled criticism of the incompetence of the direct descendants of the Yi family?

  These two years Yi's family has been declining, with strong enemies lurking outside, so the family absolutely cannot be in chaos, and Yi Siqing can only endure.

  "A group of old bastards." Although the distance was far, Yi Chen had already advanced to the Star Soul Realm, and with his keen sense of hearing, he naturally overheard the Great Elder's words, and his face turned gloomy.

  "Dong." At this time, the sun had already risen to its zenith, and a loud bronze bell echoed through the Yi family home.

  "It's time, let's announce the start." Yi Si Qing's guard waved his hand and said this sentence, then looked at Yi Chen with a hopeful gaze.

  "The Yi Family Competition, officially begins!" Having received the order, the guard walked onto the arena and shouted loudly.

  "It has begun." An He quietly nodded towards Yi Si, and Yi Chen's face gradually became indifferent.