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Chapter 125 - Yang Wutian's Theory on Family Status

A few days later, Yun Ming and his two companions returned to Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Dugu Bo and Gu Rong went to see Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong, while Yun Ming returned to his own residence.

However, the moment he opened his door, he saw a letter lying on the threshold.

Seeing the letter, Yun Ming felt a slight sense of confusion; he didn't seem to have anyone who would need to contact him by mail! Ya Li was in seclusion and wouldn't have time to write. Wait, Ya Li!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly opened the letter. After reading the contents on the page and confirming his suspicions, his heart was filled with joy.

Closing the door, Yun Ming summoned his Atlas Divine Spear. His First Soul Ring lit up beneath his feet, and a silver light pattern appeared. A few seconds later, Yun Ming's figure was gone from the room.

The soul ring combination skill, Teleportation. It was such a convenient ability.

East of the City, the new clan land of the Breaking Clan, inside Yun Ming's room.

A silver light pattern appeared, and Yun Ming's figure emerged. But before he had stayed in the room for even a second, the silver light flashed again, and he teleported to the residence of Yang Wutian, not far away.

Yang Wutian, who was inside his room reviewing the clan's monthly financial reports, sensed the sudden spatial fluctuation outside. Knowing that Yun Ming had returned from hunting a soul beast, he felt happy and called out.

"Come in!"

Yun Ming pushed the door open and entered, offering a compliment.

"Fifth Grand Uncle, your cultivation has become increasingly profound. You sensed me the moment I arrived."

Seeing that Yun Ming had used his ability to get here directly, Yang Wutian knew why he was in such a rush. However, as the future Clan Leader of the Breaking Clan, this behavior wouldn't do. He decided he needed to properly educate Yun Ming. Yang Wutian asked indifferently.

"How was the harvest from this soul hunt?"

Although Yun Ming felt a bit anxious, he replied in a calm tone.

"The hunt was naturally very successful. Not only did I obtain an excellent soul ring, but I also acquired a Spirit Bone that I can use."

Hearing this, Yang Wutian's eyes lit up. The age and lineage of the soul beast Yun Ming hunted must have been quite high; a beast that could drop such a prize would certainly yield a top-tier Spirit Bone. More importantly, for it to catch Yun Ming's eye—this was good! Very good! Yang Wutian said happily.

"Good, good, good! It's great that you had a harvest."

Afterward, Yang Wutian offered some words of encouragement to Yun Ming before seeing him off.

"Alright, Ming Er, go back and cultivate."

"I still have clan affairs to attend to."

Seeing Yang Wutian trying to shoo him away, Yun Ming paused for a moment before reminding him.

"Fifth Grand Uncle, have you forgotten something?"

Hearing Yun Ming's question, Yang Wutian feigned ignorance and asked in return.

"Forgotten what? What are you referring to?"

Seeing the old man trying to tease him, Yun Ming gave a bitter smile and cut straight to the point.

"Fifth Grand Uncle, please stop teasing me. Where is Ya Li right now?"

"Your letter is what called me back, after all!"

Seeing this kid being so impatient, Yang Wutian sighed inwardly. In matters of the heart, Yun Ming was exactly like his father; he was destined to be a man who feared his wife. But as the future leader of the clan, this wouldn't do. Yang Wutian said crossly.

"Ming Er, you are a top-tier prodigy on this continent, how can you be so unsteady? Even for the sake of your beloved, you should maintain your composure."

Then, Yang Wutian began to lecture him on his philosophy that a man must firmly sit on the throne of the household.

With Ya Li's whereabouts still unknown, Yun Ming had no choice but to continue listening to Yang Wutian's theory on household status. Suddenly, Yun Ming sensed something. He wanted to warn Yang Wutian, 'Fifth Grand Uncle, wake up! If you keep talking, you'll be kneeling on a washboard later!' But Yang Wutian was so caught up in his own lecture that he didn't give Yun Ming a chance to speak.

After Yang Wutian finished, Yun Ming finally chimed in.

"Fifth Grand Uncle is right, Ming Er will keep it in mind. So..."

"Where is Ya Li exactly?"

Seeing that this 'terminal case of love-struck brain' was completely unmoved, Yang Wutian sighed. Fine, Yang Wutian said helplessly.

"She is providing free medical consultations in the south of the city. Go find her yourself."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ming bowed to Yang Wutian and took his leave. He exited the Breaking Clan residence and headed straight for the south of Heaven Dou City, leaving one sentence for Yang Wutian before he departed.

"Take care of yourself."

Watching Yun Ming walk away, Yang Wutian felt a bit puzzled, but the next second, a cold voice from an old woman rang out behind him.

"What were you just telling Ming Er? Could you repeat it to me?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yang Wutian shuddered. He immediately turned around and offered a flattering smile.

"Ah, the Madam is here! I was just teaching Ming Er that he must always listen to his wife in the future!"

"The world often says that listening to one's wife leads to prosperity. I think it makes perfect sense and must be passed down!"

The old woman's expression remained unchanged.

"Is that so? Then, as per the old rules, go kneel for half an hour later."

Yang Wutian wanted to negotiate, but after the old woman let out an "Hmm?", he immediately complied with determination.

Who would have thought that a man who dared to strip the bones of a Titled Douluo would be so respectful to his wife? He truly is a role model for our generation.

Able to bend and stretch, that is the mark of Clan Leader Yang Wutian.

After arriving at the South of the City, Yun Ming asked a few people along the road and quickly learned from a shopkeeper that Ya Li was currently at South Dipper Square. Yun Ming thanked him and left.

By the time Yun Ming reached South Dipper Square, the entire square was surrounded by layer upon layer of people. There were many wounded and sick individuals dressed in simple or even tattered clothing, but there were also quite a few onlookers.

Upon arriving, Yun Ming heard a thin, small old man with a sallow complexion, who was as skinny as a bag of bones, coughing while asking the surrounding crowd to make way.

"Cough~ cough~"

"Excuse me, kind folks, please make way."

"Cough~ cough~"

"This old man would like to go forward to seek treatment."

However, the scene was too noisy, and because the old man was so frail and small, he couldn't squeeze through at all. Seeing this, Yun Ming walked up to the old man and said.

"Sir, I will help you get in."

After speaking, Yun Ming slightly released the aura of Absolute Dominance. Aside from the old man, everyone nearby felt pressure weighing on their souls. Most of the people gathered here were ordinary folks, and after sensing the superior pressure radiating from Yun Ming, their bodies instinctively moved away from him.

The old man was a bit hard of hearing and hadn't caught Yun Ming's previous words, but seeing the people around him clear out—and since Yun Ming's aura had been deliberately steered away from him—he felt nothing. He simply assumed that everyone had heard his request and was making way for him, so he walked toward the square while thanking them repeatedly.

"Many thanks to you all. Many thanks to you all."

"Cough~ cough~"

Seeing this, Yun Ming smiled slightly without saying a word, and just followed silently behind the old man, slowly heading into the square.

For every step Yun Ming took, those around him retreated a step due to the influence of his aura. Just like that, a circular empty space with a radius of about two meters appeared in the otherwise crowded South Dipper Square.

It didn't take long; in just four or five minutes, the frail old man, with Yun Ming's help, reached the queue for patients inside the square.

Seeing that they were close enough and that Ya Li's figure was already visible, Yun Ming withdrew his aura and stood at the edge of the crowd, quietly watching the true Angel in white, who was constantly waving the Holy Spirit Scepter in the center of the square to heal the sick and save the dying.

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