The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 49

Both inside and outside the secret realm, everyone who witnessed what Han Feng had done was utterly dumbfounded.

In this sect, the vast majority of disciples had never killed anyone before. Even those who had killed did so cleanly and decisively—not with the brutal savagery of ripping out someone’s dantian while they were still alive.

For the Qi Refining disciples in particular, the most intense battles they had experienced were the ones inside the Ancestor’s Secret Realm. These were usually limited to defeats or victories, never escalating into life-or-death feuds.

But what Han Feng had done… this was no ordinary conflict. This was a blood feud.

Destroying someone’s dantian was tantamount to killing their parents—an unforgivable act.

True, Ye Longyuan had ruined Wang Mian’s dantian, drawing widespread condemnation and scorn.

Yet Han Feng’s actions didn’t provoke similar outrage.

What people felt wasn’t anger—it was fear.

To see a living person have their dantian ripped out in such a gruesome, violent fashion… it was beyond horrifying.

The scene left an indelible mark on many disciples, haunting them deeply.

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Outside the secret realm, Ye Longquan’s father roared in furious disbelief, screaming that Han Feng’s actions were tantamount to murder.

But Ye Longquan wasn’t dead, and Han Feng hadn’t technically broken any rules.

Inside the secret realm, Han Feng flung the now-destroyed dantian at Ye Longyuan, hitting his face squarely. Blood splattered across Ye Longyuan’s once-handsome features.

With his bloodshot eyes glaring, Han Feng growled, enunciating each word clearly, “Ye Longyuan, the path of cultivation is long, and our grudge will not end. I, Han Feng, swear to fight you to the death!”

Ye Longyuan wiped the blood off his face, his expression twisting with anger. Seeing his beloved cousin reduced to such a pitiful state, he was consumed by rage. “Han Feng! How dare you do this to my cousin?! I’ll kill you! I’ll tear you limb from limb!”

Han Feng’s lips curled into a cruel sneer. “Oh? Are you regretting your actions now? When you did this to Wang Mian, did you ever think you’d face the same fate?

You said Wang Mian’s suffering was my fault.

Then doesn’t that mean Ye Longquan’s suffering is YOUR fault?”

Without waiting for Ye Longyuan’s reply, Han Feng kicked Ye Longquan with all his strength, sending him hurtling toward Ye Longyuan.

Using the momentum, Han Feng flew forward, sword in hand, slashing straight at Ye Longyuan.

Ye Longyuan caught Ye Longquan midair. Seeing Han Feng’s approaching strike, he quickly turned his back to shield Ye Longquan, taking the full force of the attack himself.

Clang!

A loud sound echoed as a protective barrier on Ye Longyuan’s body absorbed most of the sword’s impact. Still, the sheer force caused him to stagger.

Wasting no time, Ye Longyuan passed Ye Longquan to another Ye family disciple and ordered, “Take Longquan and leave! Shout ‘Exit’—have the teleportation array bring you both out of here!”

“Got it!” The disciple nodded, clutching Ye Longquan tightly.

“I EXIT!” he shouted.

A beam of teleportation light immediately enveloped them, whisking them out of the secret realm.

Outside, Ye Longquan’s father hurriedly caught his son. Seeing his son’s severed tongue, destroyed dantian, and mangled limbs—leaving only one intact leg—he broke down in tears. Cursing Han Feng, he carried Ye Longquan away to seek medical attention.

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Back inside the secret realm, Han Feng and Ye Longyuan had already begun their battle.

Jiang Surou, seeing that Han Feng had joined the fray, didn’t waste time asking him about his cultivation level. It was clear that Han Feng was now their strongest fighter, and with him facing off against Ye Longyuan—the Ye family’s strongest disciple—it fell to the rest of the Jiang family to hold off the other Ye family disciples, giving Han Feng the chance to fight freely.

But their side was clearly outnumbered. The onlookers surrounding the battlefield didn’t lift a finger to help. No one wanted to offend the Ye family, leaving Han Feng in a situation where, although he was dueling Ye Longyuan, he was effectively surrounded.

Originally, Han Feng had no intention of fighting. His goal had been to find Wang Mian and leave the secret realm with him. With the Ye family’s overwhelming numbers, a fight would only leave him at a disadvantage.

At the time, he had been rational, focused on self-preservation.

But after seeing Wang Mian’s pitiful state, his rage boiled over. He couldn’t back down now. Even if he was outnumbered, even if the odds were against him, he would fight—to avenge Wang Mian and to settle this grudge once and for all.

Standing atop the flying sword Jiang Surou had given him, Han Feng wielded his Windborne Spirit Sword and launched a fierce assault on Ye Longyuan.

After dozens of exchanges, Han Feng channeled his wind-attribute spiritual energy and unleashed three feather-shaped sword beams, slashing toward Ye Longyuan.

Ye Longyuan’s protective artifact activated, glowing brightly and absorbing the entirety of Han Feng’s attack.

In contrast, the only protective artifact Han Feng had was the one Jiang Surou had given him. It could block three attacks below the Foundation Establishment level but had already been broken by Ye Longyuan’s strikes.

Now, Han Feng had no choice but to rely on his own body to withstand Ye Longyuan’s attacks.

Although Han Feng’s sword beams failed to harm Ye Longyuan, they weakened his protective artifact.

Smirking, Ye Longyuan drew his sword and charged at Han Feng once more. This time, he put all his strength into a single slash, determined to end the fight in one blow.

Han Feng didn’t dodge or retreat. Instead, he raised his Windborne Spirit Sword and channeled all his wind-attribute spiritual energy into it. With overwhelming force, he countered Ye Longyuan’s strike head-on.

BANG!

The clash of their swords produced a deafening shockwave, forcing everyone nearby to cover their ears. Both Han Feng and Ye Longyuan were sent flying before crashing heavily to the ground.

Han Feng landed on his feet, skidding two meters before coming to a steady stop.

Ye Longyuan, however, slammed into the ground with a humiliating *thud,* sprawling awkwardly. His protective artifact flickered weakly before shattering completely.

Climbing to his feet, battered and disheveled, Ye Longyuan glared at Han Feng.

Han Feng smirked coldly. “Ye Longyuan, your protective artifact is gone. Let’s see how you fight me now!”

But Ye Longyuan remained unfazed. Calmly patting his storage pouch, he pulled out another protective artifact and placed it on his chest. “Han Feng, you broke one. Did you think that’s all I had? You really are a naïve pauper.”

Smirking, he continued, “Yes, I admit—you’re strong. If this were purely a contest of strength and speed, you might win.

But don’t forget: I’m from the Ye family. You’re just some broke nobody. A peasant. Dirt beneath my feet.

I have plenty of protective artifacts. Plenty of allies.

You destroy one? I have more.

You defeat me? I have a whole team.

That’s the difference between a poor wretch like you and a member of a great family. In the end, you’ll lose.”

Waving his hand, Ye Longyuan shouted, “Everyone, attack! Destroy Han Feng!”

“Yes!” shouted over a dozen Ye family disciples, charging at Han Feng with weapons drawn.

Han Feng had no choice but to focus on dealing with the incoming Qi Refining sixth- and seventh-layer disciples before facing Ye Longyuan again.