Beast Taming Clan: I Have a Jade Book

Chapter 647: Chapter 496: Wrath of the Celestial Worm, Return to the Yan Kingdom (Double-Length)

Purple Wood Island, the scorching heat of the day seems to drain all warmth, by nightfall, the entire island is as cool as water.

A few scattered apricot fruits hang on the trees, contrasting with the faint starlight.

Under the long moon, shadows are also stretched.

At this moment, Ye Jingcheng, Ye Xingyu, and another elder sit facing each other.

Jade Wave Wine ripples between the three, a time of exchanging cups and drinking, leaving a slight redness on their faces.

The elder is none other than Ye Haiping, who previously guarded the Treasure Tower on Lingyun Peak. He had achieved Foundation Establishment long ago and remained hidden in the family’s Treasure Tower.

It was only because of the last Beast Tide that many clan elders faked their deaths and came here.

For Ye Xingyu and Ye Haiping, they naturally miss the mountains, waters, and the clansmen of Lingyun Peak.

Unlike before in the Taihang Mountain Range, where they established Hidden Peak, they could return anytime.

But in the Cyan Cloud Sea Domain, coming and going is not free.

The issue isn’t the instability of the teleportation array; it’s the high cost of each teleportation, making it unworthy for ordinary clan members to waste randomly.

Moreover, the teleportation fluctuations need to be concealed, which is quite inconvenient.

“Jingcheng, on your trip back, bring us some Purple Clay Wine, the true standard of sea wine, so your Uncle Xingqun won’t drink fake sea wine anymore!” Ye Xingyu laughed and spoke.

Though Jade Wave Wine is named for the meaning of jade waves, it pales in comparison to the true wine of the Cyan Cloud Sea Domain.

That wine is purely strong.

This was also previously promoted by the Mo Family, which is why back then, other families did not believe in the Mo Family’s division at the sea domain.

At the same time, Ye Xingyu’s words carried some nostalgia for the days when the four of them went to gather Poison Thorn Fruit from the venomous bees, then drank in the bamboo forest, listening to the rain falling.

“Certainly, certainly!” Ye Jingcheng nodded repeatedly.

However, his gaze still fell upon this eighth grandfather, Ye Haiping.

Today, Ye Haiping merely drank without speaking.

He squinted his eyes, resembling when he guarded the Treasure Tower chair while drinking tea, his empty hand unconsciously squeezing, as if recording on a Jade Talisman.

In the past, he watched the sunset, watched as Ye Family disciples returned to their respective courtyards.

Now, he watches the moon hang long, seeing distant fishing boats coming and going.

Occasionally gazing at Ye Jingcheng and Ye Xingyu, it feels like returning to the days when they visited the Treasure Tower to exchange treasures and spiritual objects, cautious yet filled with hope.

“Eighth Grandpa, you were always the most mysterious in charge of the Treasure Tower.” Ye Jingcheng occasionally spoke.

It made Ye Haiping smile faintly.

“Eighth Grandpa never expected that, Jingcheng, who was humble back then, would become one of Ye Family’s top experts in less than fifty years.” Ye Haiping’s gaze held pride, though mixed with some melancholy due to the passage of time.

For those like them who have no hope of reaching the Purple Mansion, the Ye Family is the most sigh-inducing.

It’s said that the age of sixty is a hard threshold, but even if crossed, the challenge of the Purple Mansion remains formidable.

Generally, anyone who reaches one hundred and eighty years old without reaching the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment is unlikely to break through to the Purple Mansion.

He is over one hundred and thirty, still in the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, and with acquaintances from Lingyun Peak, old or gone.

Thus, he speaks little.

But in truth, when in the Treasure Pavilion, Ye Haiping and Ye Jingcheng would converse plenty.

“Actually, Eighth Grandpa desires even more to see the day when Jingcheng forms a Nascent Soul!” After a pause, Ye Haiping spoke again with anticipation.

After saying this, he remembered how Ye Jingcheng would soon return to Lingyun Peak, facing the storms of the Yan Kingdom alone:

“Jingcheng, at Lingyun Peak, without numerous clan elders around, always remember to think thrice before acting!”

“Young people have their strengths, vision, and vigor, but at times, they are prone to impulsiveness!”

“I will, thank you for the guidance, Eighth Grandpa!” Ye Jingcheng nodded.