A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)

Faced with Ye Fan's questioning, Jian Boyou responded with a smug smile, "That is nothing. I still have plenty of treasures in my hands. As long as you acknowledge me as your master, my legacy will be passed on to you! How about it, kid? Are you going to kneel or-"

Suddenly, there was a loud thud.

Ye Fan, who had been unyieldingly resolute, had directly knelt down.

"Master!"

Jian Boyou was somewhat bewildered.

He had thought that persuading him to become his apprentice would likely require a considerable amount of effort.

Unexpectedly, he was swift and decisive this time.

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Fan had already knelt down.

"You... agree to my terms?" Jian Boyou asked once more.

Ye Fan nodded. "I agree. I agree to everything. Please, Master, take me to that place of cultivation as soon as possible." The end was near, and things like integrity and pride no longer mattered.

If sacrificing a bit of his own dignity could trade for a glimmer of hope for Earth, then this deal would still be worthwhile. Jiang Yuqing accused him of being selfish, and everyone believed that he was a deserter.

But that was not who Ye Fan was.

He was also making an effort.

He was also devising a plan.

If there was any chance to save the world, he naturally wouldn't want to see the Earth destroyed.

That was also his home, the place where he had grown and thrived.

Who would willingly leave their hometown unless absolutely necessary?

Of course, Ye Fan never bothered to clarify any misunderstandings others might have about him.

All along the way, he had always been misunderstood.

For those who possess true power, the viewpoints of others hold no significance. Only those who are weak would concern themselves with others' perceptions.

Jian Boyou nodded.

"All right. Since you have already agreed to my terms, I will formally take you as my apprentice. As for entering the cultivation space, there's no need to rush. I'll teach you some sword techniques first. Once you have practiced and familiarized yourself with these sword moves and techniques, it won't be too late to enter the cultivation space."

Jian Boyou was indeed a straightforward man.

After Ye Fan agreed to become his apprentice, he decided to teach Ye Fan some sword techniques. However, Ye Fan refused.

"Master, I just want to go to the cultivation space now. I aspire to reach the god realm within a few years! As for techniques of swordsmanship, I thought I would practice them later." Ye Fan spoke solemnly. Jian Boyou was taken aback, but it didn't take long for him to see through Ye Fan's thoughts. "I was just wondering why you suddenly changed your mind. It seems I know the answer now. But you really don't need to take Earth too seriously. The Sword Celestial Palace is unbreakable. Even a reincarnation-level powerhouse would struggle to inflict the slightest damage on this celestial palace. Once your cultivation improves in the future, you will be able to ascend to the Celestial Realm. When the time comes, why worry about not having a place to stand? This humble world known as Earth, even if it does not perish this time, will inevitably face destruction in the next catastrophe in the not-too-distant future. Life and death is the law of nature. Moreover, we, as celestial cultivators, consider the world as our home. If you can break through the cycle of reincarnation and achieve greatness, the entire universe will be at your feet. The strong need not concern themselves with the gains and losses of a single city or town." Jian Boyou stroked his beard, gently offering his advice.

But Ye Fan remained unmoved. He firmly responded, "I'm sorry. I'm not as transcendent as you. Earth is my home. It's also the dwelling of those I hold most dear. If there's even the slightest possibility, I will pu forth a thousandfold effort. Moreover, if Earth were truly destroyed, where would I go to find my beloved Mucheng?"

Certain values are ingrained in the bones and blood.

The deep attachment to one's homeland must be the obsession of every individual in China.

Jian Boyou found it difficult to comprehend Ye Fan's thoughts, but his sense of loyalty and righteousness still left him with a deep impression.

"Back in my days of traversing the

Celestial Realm, I had heard of your ancestor, the Great Emperor

Yunyang, who had an unusual

interest in the mortal world. Any outsiders were strictly prohibited from entering. Back then, I had

assumed that the mortal world must have concealed some sort of

precious treasure, which was

why it

was declared a forbidden area by the Great Emperor Yunyang. But it seems now, I may have been mistaken. He must have wanted to protect that piece of land from any disturbances. Indeed, you are his descendant. Many of your thoughts are just like his. Fine, do as you wish. I'll open the cultivation space for you in a moment. You should go in and practice."

Jian Boyou approved Ye Fan's plan.

"Thank you very much. I'll step out to make some arrangements first, then proceed with my cultivation."

After making his decision, Ye Fan stepped out of the grand hall.

Upon finding Duanmu Wan'er, he shared his intention to enter the cultivation space.

"My relatives are new here. There are many places they're likely unfamiliar with. They might need your help to get better acquainted."

"Ye Fan, rest assured. Your family is my family, and I will take good care of them."

"All right."

Ye Fan nodded.

However, he still felt uneasy, so he left both of his bodyguards, Coal and Snow, with Duanmu Wan'er.

"Wan'er, once I'm gone, you will be in charge of everything here. My relatives are certainly not the type to stay out of trouble. If they ever do anything that crosses the line or refuse to listen to you, you can certainly let Coal and Snow teach them a lesson."

Duanmu Wan'er looked at Ye Fan with a smile. "Are you sure, Ye Fan? If those few confidants of yours don't listen to me, will you really let me discipline them?"

"Well..."

Ye Fan's lips twitched.

Women are sensitive beings.

People like Xu Lei and Junie might be able to accept a few words of criticism from Ye Fan.

However, if Duanmu Wan'er were to reprimand them, it could likely lead to a major conflict.

"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't let me."

Ye Fan gave an awkward smile. "Don't worry. Before I go to the cultivation space, I will talk to them and ask them to cooperate with you."

Duanmu Wan'er nodded. "But Ye

Fan, you've just returned from your solitary training under the Universe Tree. Why are you going to cultivate again? Too much is as bad as too little. know how eager you are to make a breakthrough to the next realm. But sometimes working in isolation fails to yield the desired results. Perhaps combining it with practical experience could yield twice the results with half the effort.”

Ye Fan let out a sigh.

"I know what you are talking about. However, in today's world, where could I possibly find a rival who could match me?"

"I know a place. Deep within the celestial palace, there is a dense forest. It is home to many powerful rare beasts. Perhaps you could engage them in battle."

Ye Fan's eyes lit up.

"I didn't know there's such a place in the Sword Celestial Palace. All right, Wan'er. I understand. However, I will first visit the cultivation space. If I continue to struggle to make a breakthrough, I will venture into the forest of rare beasts for real combat."

After chatting with Duanmu Wan'er, Ye Fan went to find Junie and the others. He informed them that he would be going to cultivate for a while and instructed them to live in harmony with Duanmu Wan'er. Once everything was arranged, Ye Fan returned to Jian Boyou to be sent to the cultivation space.

Meanwhile, beyond the secret realm, on Earth, martial artists from various nations were still fervently engrossed in their training of the Titan Formation.

At the subsequent International Martial Arts Union Conference, Zhang Nanhai cautiously put forth a proposal. He suggested the reactivation of the Human Preservation Program and the advancement of the Mars Migration Mission, thereby establishing two contingency plans.

However, even though it was Zhang Nanhai who proposed this idea, it was still rejected at the conference.

"Mr. Zhang, going all out and

cultivating the Titan Formation is the

consensus not only among all the

martial arts communities of various

nations but also a shared

understanding among all of humanity. You're the creator of the Titan Formation, so you should

spare no effort to develop and perfect it. How could you bring up the Human Preservation Program from years ago? You must understand that the plan was nothing more than an escape strategy devised by a small group of cowards who were afraid of death. It was an embodiment of escapism, a blatant disregard for human life, an act against humanity. It was something that had long been scorned and nailed to the pillar of shame!"